As I walk into school, I spot Bree, and go over to her.
“Grace told me EVERYTHING!” She says, just as I reach her.
“He kissed you, why didn’t you kiss back?” You liked it didn’t you?” She asks.
“No. I didn’t even kiss back! And plus I don’t even know, I pulled away.” I answer her.
“LIAAR!” She screeches, “Do you like him, do you like him? OMG you like him, don’t you? You guys should soooo go out! It would be like perfect ya know…”
Blah. Blah. Blah.
“I do not like him! He’s ugly, hes a player, he expects every girl to magically fall in love with him!” I exclaim, a little too loud.
Curly comes over.
“Talking about me love? I’m irresistible, aren’t I?” Curly says, flirtausely.
“No, I was just talking about how ugly your curly hair is,” I say, smirking.
That will teach him.
“My curly hair? Ugly? Excuse me?” He pouts.
“You must like my curly hair, since you think my dimples are so----” He smirks.
“Erm, yeah. Your hairs nice,” I murmur, interrupting him.
The people who gathered around us starting laughing.
The bell rings. Phew!
I walk into my first class and sit down. Curly sits next to me, again.
“Hey love, sorry about this morning. I know you don’t want people knowing you think I have hot dimples.” He says, laughing himself.
“Too bad the dimples don’t help that ugly hair of yours.” I reply.
Hopefully that will shut him up.
“I know you really love my hair.” He says.
“Harry, Alexandra, mind sharing?” Mrs. Dab says loudly.
“Sorry miss. It won’t happen again.” Harry states.
Mrs. Dab nods, and goes back to teaching.
“Sorry miss, it won’t happen again.” I mock Harry.
“It’s not polite to mock people with hot dimples,” Harry says, amused.
“Get over it!” I reply.
“You two, stop it now!” Mrs. Dab yells.
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As I walk into lunch, I see Blondie.
“Hey Alex, How are you?” he calls out.
“I’m fine thanks, how are you?” I ask.
“Well.. But I really want you and your friends to sit with us! Pleaseee!” he puts on a puppy dog face.
“Fine, but are the other guys O.K with it?” I ask.
“They will be. They like you.” He says.
“Okay, I’ll go tell my friends.” I say.
They all like me? I only barely know Curly and Blondie.
“Hey guys, Niall wants uys to sit with them.” I say to Bree, Grace, Nick, and Chris.
“Omg!! Ahhh ok!” Grace yells.
“’Kay.” Bree says.
“Errr.. Okay.” Nick says, awkwardly.
“Come on!” I say, dragging them.
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When Love Hurts (One Direction Fan Fiction) ON HOLD
Fiksi PenggemarHave you ever imagined what it would be like to have One Direction come to your school? Well, 16 year old Alexandra Brookes never did. She was somewhat of a directionator. When some of the boys take a particular interest in her, can she handle it? W...
