My normal day. It went like this, wake up, eat breakfast, Marcel myself, drive Stacy and Niall to school, get beaten up by Louis and Zayn, go to my first class, then my second, interval, get beaten up more, third class, fourth class, lunch, get beaten up mores, fifth class, sixth class, end of the day, I usually don't get bet up after school cause I have Stacy with me, go home, some famous thing, whether it's a meeting, interview, photo shoot, concert or recording, followed by dinner, sleep.
Quite a simple day if you ask me, not very pleasant, but simple.
I was currently at the first interval stage of my day. I was sitting at a table with Niall eating, well him eating like three peoples amount. I don't know how the boy ate so much but stayed skinny. Lucky bastard.
"Mazza?" Niall asked, shaking me out of my thoughts.
"Mazza?" I relpied, confused with the new nickname.
"I said your name like a million times! HOW DID YOU REPLY TO MAZZA?!" Niall shouted. I few kids looked over weirdly at him but shrugged it off and went back to eating and talking with the people around them.
"Ni, keep your voice down, we don't need to draw attention to ourselves." I said to a rather laughy Niall.
"Sorry, no can do bitch." Niall replied, still laughing, causing more eyes on us. I rolled my eyes at him, which he seemed to miss.
"Stupid leprechaun." I muttered under my breath.
"EXCUSE ME! I HEARD THAT HAROLD!" Niall said, eyes widening when he saw my glare.
"NIALL!" I shouted. By now almost the whole cafeteria was staring at us. I saw Stacy get up and ran over to us.
"Niall! What are you doing? Are you trying to get us exposed?" She whispered, but loud enough for us to hear.
"It was an accident!" Niall protested. I looked at Stacy who was almost completely red.
"I don't care, don't do it again!" Stacy said before walking back over to her friends, which unfortunately included Louis, Zayn and Liam. Her other friends were mostly fine, there was another guy, Luke, a girl, who's name I think is Melissa, and a few other girls I didn't know the names of.
"She's pissed." Niall said. I rolled my eyes at him again.
"No shit Sherlock." I said to the fake blonde. Niall started laughing and I cupped my hand over his mouth.
"We don't need more attention on us Niall." I said to the shorter boy. I felt Niall smirk under my hand and all of a sudden I felt something wet on my hand. I quickly pulled my hand away and wiped it on his shirt.
"EW! NIALL!" I yelled, a few people looked at us again but I ignored them. "That's rank!" I said to Niall, who was, by the looks of it, almost peeing himself.
"That's what you get fucker." Niall commented.
"That was absolutely disgusting." I complained.
"That's the point bitch!" Niall said. I rolled my eyes and we fell into a comfortable silence till the end of lunch. I went to my locker and grabbed my English books. I made it a few steps before I got pulled backwards by the collar of my shirt.
"Hi Marcy." louis whispered into my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine.
"I don't have time for this." I muttered to myself.
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