It's me Ari (1D and 5SOS fanfic)

chapter 1: New school

A/N: I'm sorry if I don't update regularly, I have school. ^-^

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Ariana's POV

I ran to my room in defeat and sadness, "I can't believe that witch is making us move", I hissed out loud. I threw my self down on my bed in defeat. If you don't know me, well, my name is Ariana Grande. I am 16, my height is 5'3'', and I have red hair. My dad left my mom when I was 14 and he took my brother Frankie with him. It was all my mothers fault anyways, she cheated on him with her fugly boss. She had his baby when I was 14, so now I have a baby sister named Rosie. I love her so much, but my mom doesn't, she is always at work and tells me to feed her and watch her. She hasn't officially held her in a month. Anyways, my taste in music is a whole variety, but lately I've been listening to Marilyn Manson and Iggy Azalea, weird combo I know. My favorite colors are red, black, and white. I also like to read, write, and play the piano. My biggest secret is that I can sing, no one knows, besides Rosie. I always sing her to sleep. Even though she is 2 and can kinda walk, she will always be my baby. I giggled aloud at the thought of her. My mom told me that she got transferred to England, so that means goodbye Florida. Our flight is tonight and she is making me start school that same morning we get there. I hate her so much now. She doesn't even bother to sign Rosie up for daycare, so I always take her to school and drop her off at my school day center. This has caused lots of bullying too. I've been called a slut, whore, ugly, and worthless. What they didn't know was that she's my sister, not my daughter. I knew my mom wouldn't call my new school, so I did. I dialed their number, "Hello, I was wondering, does your school provide a daycare for children?" I asked. The lady scoffed on the other end, "Yes, high schoolers who have children are provided the help", she said coldly. I huffed, "Thanks", I yelled, then I hung up. I threw my cellphone on my pillow. I layed back and closed my eyes. "ARIANA, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW, WE'RE LEAVING", my mom yelled from down stairs. I groaned. I got up and pulled my suit cases from my closet. I opened my door and threw my cases downcthe steps, because i didn't care anymore. Besides my mother doesn't care. I then turned around and went to Rosie's room and I went and picked her up and smiled and blew air on her tummy. She giggled and squirmed in my embrace. I set her on her changing station. I opened a drawer and took out a diaper. (Well you know the process). When I finally got a fresh diaper on her, I took out her change of clothing, I put her in a cozy pj shirt with a pink duck on it, and her warm pj bottoms with the duck pattern. I slipped a beanie on her and put her strap on slipper booties. I then walked across the room and grabbed her diaper bag and put it on across my body. I went back to her and she reached her arms out and whined, "Ari", she cried. I awwed and picked her up and carried her down stairs. I was then met by my mom, "What took you so long Ariana", she asked annoyed. I looked at her, "I went to go get Rosie and change her. It's not like you would of done it", I barked. I walked away from her to the kitchen, and I went to the cupboard and grabbed jars of baby food and little snack and water bottles. And I went to grab her sippie cup with the hello kitty designs. I shoved it all in her carry on. I then proceeded to the car and placed my sister in her car seat. Then I ran back in the house and brought all the luggage to our car. "This is gonna be a long night", I huffed....

10 hours later....

Ariana's POV

We finally got off that damn plane. Being in first class was ok, but they get chinsy with the food. We made it out of the England airlines and caught a taxi to our new home. ........

The whole car ride was awful, my mom slept the whole time, and I sat awake with Rosie. We arrived in an hour. I quickly got out and held my sister close. I looked at our house in aw, well more like mansion. My mom walked past me, "You better get ready, school starts in 2 hours", she said. I glared at her then made my way to our home.