Expectation

4:More Than This

"Oh my God, really? HARRY STYLES?" I say out of excitement. Ok I'm going to officially say right now that I have a major crush on him.

Dena's face had an expression of shock and betrayal.

"Oh I see, no attention for Petaytay" she said raising her hand to express her sass.

"And I see that someone has a crush" she adds after her diva moment.

"Yeah, I do" I say looking down blushing like crazy.

"NATALIE STOP, YOU LOOK LIKE A TOMATO IN MEXICO!" Dena says, very weirdly adding Mexico. I laugh anyway because she's hilarious.

"Denaaaaaaa" I say grinning widely. I look at her. She looks so proud of her joke, to be honest I would too.

"Naty, when are you coming? I need to ask you something!"she asked

"Well I parked to talk to you but I'll be there in like five minutes"I reply

"Ok bye then" she rushed, hanging up on me before I could say goodbye. Oh Dena, always in a rush.

I get out of the parking lot I am currently in. Well, actually I see Starbucks so I park there to get a PSF real quick.

I get out of the car and I instantly see other girls wearing uggs, iPhones in clear sight, black leggings, and saying little things like" I can't even" or "I'm so fat." The common white girls from college I assume.

I can't really see why girls would call themselves fat. I admit I have seen my other friends calling themselves fat and yes I thought it was the cool thing to do so I said it to myself. Well, I learned later in life that it wasn't cool. Looking at my years I worked hard to be skinny when all this time I really was. Yet, I'm still disgusted at myself for ever thinking it was the right thing to say because it's not.

When I enter Starbucks I see all the girls glaring at me in disgust. I look at myself quickly. I'm wearing a pair of white Js with a bit of orange, light blue skinny jeans, and a flowy white shirt. My style is probably nothing like there's.

I get really uncomfortable and antisocial so I quickly go up to the cashier hoping it's my friend Maddie who works here.

I smile when I see my beautiful friend walking up to me.

Maddie has short curly hair, pale and smooth skin, absolutely beautiful blue eyes that turn green ( or the other way around) that I must say compliments her skin, a cute nose, plump lips that are always a flawless shade of pink naturally, and a wide smile.

I reach out to hug her and she does the same.

"Hey Maddie" I say with a huge smile on my face.

"Hey Natalie, so how is it like in college? Any cute boys?" She asks curiously.

"It's good I guess. Well, I just started this year and I'm starting at regular math. I was actually just heading back until I saw this heavenly place. I'm just gonna get two PSFs for Dena and I, but guess what?" I reply

"WHAT" she says so enthusiastically as she gets our drinks ready.

"Dena and I are roommates and I may have a major crush on Harry Styles." I say not so loud so the other girls don't hear.

Maddie turns to me so fast that she almost spills some of my coffee. Her eyes are wide and she's grinning like the beautiful dork that she is.

"It's about time Nat" she says turning the wide grin into a smirk.

Yes, Maddie ships us. Ever since middle school she has been obsessed with the idea of Harry and I being meant for each other. Now that she knows that I have a crush on him there is a chance that her number 1 ship might come true.

"Yeah, yeah" I reply looking down on embarrassment.

"Hey let's stop talking about this, those basic chics have been like glaring at us this whole time" she says with a worried look.

I look back at them and she was right. They HAVE been looking at me the whole time. One of them whispers to another girl while staring at me and the other girl laughs too loudly. Wow they were being immature.

"Give me a call when they mess with you, I ain't lettin no one mess with my Maddie Boo" I say laughing like the crazy person I am.

She laughs too but with her cute laugh and hands me the PSFs.

"Hey, tell Dena I said hi" Maddie says as reaches out to hug me.

"I will, bye Maddie" I say hugging her.

As I walk towards the door I see all the girls' heads moving to watch my every move. One of them coughs but not like those regular coughs. It's those coughs when you don't like someone. I hated every single bit of these fake, basic girls.

"Hey you" one of them says pointing at me rudely.

"Are you like, dating Peter?" She says chewing her gum really loudly while twirling her hair around her finger.

"Um, no he's just a friend" I said awkwardly.

I quickly got out of Starbucks and I hear a girl whispering to the others still staring at me when I get into the car. They all laugh and I feel really stressed.

Why were those girls staring at me? Was it that I'm not pretty enough for them. Or is It just that I'm not basic like all of them?

Whatever. If they don't like me for who I am then they don't have the right to judge me like that. Those girls were just being immature and rude.

I drive out of the parking lot and Riptide plays on the radio. It's Sophia's favorite song so why not listen to it?

As I sing along to it I see my huge college and I pull over to park. But I heard yelling and I decided to park away from the commotion. I walked a bit closer and I saw...