Don't Stumble!

OWT

Heeeey. That's all.

QOFC (Question of the chapter) : What's your favorite all time drink?

Mine is Mountain Dew White Out.

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"Harry, you got to be kidding." Niall groan wants again. Its not fault he gets sunburn and not the beautiful tan he wanted. "Sorry! You're so pale, I swear your the irish version of Edward Cullen." I don't get a chance to defend myself since Niall punches me. "Owieeee." I rub the injuried spot, Niall gives me a satisfied look. Bitch. We head to lunch and get in line to purchase our meal. "This stuff is shitty." Niall scrunches his nose and he puts the cheese fries on his tray. I nod in agreement, I wonder if this stuff will grow into a bacteria monster and suck peoples faces off. Niall stands aside to wait for me, as usually we head over to our table. Me , Niall, and Liam take the table and then the other half by giggly girls. They giggle at every fucking thing they see. I just wanna stab my spork in their eyeballs, give them something to giggle about. Liam is absent because he got stomach flu, of course. Honestly I'm not surprised, he never checks the expired dates. Niall sits next to me, since the cafeteria is too loud for me to be able to hear him across from me. "Don't forget we have book club meeting today after school." Niall reminds me while stuffing french fries up in his face. "Fuck, that's today? I thought it was tomorrow. I'll text my mom ."

We head to gym, Niall is lucky charm, we have gym together, maybe his magic dick rubbed on my schedule. Ew. We change into our gym uniforms and head out to thr track. I do my usual stretches. "Ooo, I want to grab some of that ass." I roll my eyes while touching my toes. Idiots. "Aye, at least we got a girlfriends not like this twink who has a little penis" One of the 'jocks' say. I turn around and say "That's not what your bitch said gagging on my dick." They were about to charge at me but the gym teacher blew his whistle to signal to start running. Great, its gonna difficult to slide my sweaty legs into my skinny jeans.

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I get shoved to the ground and now I'm clutching my ankle. "What it you asshole!" I shout without looking who it is. "Sorry, Louis didn't mean to run over you." Alex says while helping me up. "Damn it Alex, don't be too violent." I lean on his shoulder for support.

"Can't control it." Sure you can't. Alex helps me walk to the bench and leaves me there watching the others play football. "Louis!" Coach Mike shouts my name from behind. I turn my head to see what he wants. I see your grades aren't doing so well. So I'm gonna have to kick you out of the team until your grades go up."

"But Coach! I'm one of the best and I can just get a tutor. Please don't kick me out! Just don't!" That's the last thing I wanna do, get a tutor. Hell no, tutors waste their time on stupid people.....wait. "Sorry Louis, get those grades up and then we'll talk, but you don't have to get a tutor, I signed you up for book club." OH HELL NAW. I

Why a fucking book club? I don't need help with books. "Bu-"

"No buts Tomlinson, book club is today after school." And then he walks away.

Fuck Him. Fuck Bookclub. Fuck Grades.Fuck School. Fuck the people in the book club. Fuck the person who made bookclubs. Fuck everything. I sulk in the bench and wait for Zayn or Alex to carry me out of this shit. Because I....am a king.