~Wreckless~ a One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 2~

Chapter 2~

Jessica's P.O.V

Great, it's Monday once again. I hate Mondays, they just show up and ruin the weekend you just had. Not that reading and sleeping was a great weekend, but still.

I groan and tear of the cover off my body. Just as I was about to get up to go get breakfast, my phone rings

" and I was like BABY BABY BABY OHHHHH like BABY BABY BABY OHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Stupid Emma, changing my ringtone every week. She knows I'm not a big Justin beiber fan. I groan once again and pick up my phone.

"Jess!!!!! Guess what???? Guess! Guess! Guess!" My best friend's perky voice filled my ears.

"WHAT?!?!" I practically scream in the phone.

" well if you're gonna yell then I'm not going to say it!"

I sighed heavily, took a breath and calmly stated " yes Emma?"

"I have a gig at this really fancy place where I'll be opening up for famous artists!!" she squealed.

"we're going to see each other at school Em, couldn't you have waited an hour?"

"Of course Not!! Now Common you're gonna be late! See you at school!" *beep*

Right, school. I opened my wardrobe and picked out mid-thigh shorts and a blue tee with a white peace sign. Adding my light makeup I noticed huge bags under my eyes.

"great, I look like a zombie" I muttered.

I packed my foundation knowing most of it would come off during the day. I hopped in the kitchen, and the smell of French toast filled my nostrils.

"Hey auntie Soph! What are you doing?" I greeted my aunt with a kiss on the cheek.

"just making breakfast for you my dear" she sang as she dropped 2 toasts in my plate. "now eat up, you're leaving in 10 minutes!"

I finished my plate and loaded the dishwasher. "BYE!" I yelled before walking out the door and slamming it shut. As the cold morning air fills my lungs I walk to school. Unlike allot of teens my age, who drive.

As I get to school I notice Emma waiting for me at our usual meet, under the pine tree.

"hey Jess! Do you have a dress yet?" my best friend asked taking out her phone.

"For?" I questioned back confused

"my concert tonight silly goose! It's pretty fancy so I suggest a dress, but if you want to go with a skirt.." she shrugs not looking up from her phone.

"oh! That's tonight? I have a shift at the cafe!" sadly it was true, I worked at the cafe Emma sang at, except I was a waitress.

"Then call to tell them you can't come because I am not letting you miss this! Please Jess, I'm begging you!"

Gosh, she sounded like a four year old when she begged. Then again, if she really wanted me to come...

"fine, but you're picking me up and driving!" I stated

"ok! Pick you up at 6:15!" She shouted before running inside to go to the bathroom I suppose.