As i drove into my normal parking spot & stepped out of my car i noticed something wasn't right.
The "Dolls" as i would called the;, you know the ones always pampering themselfs in the bathroom, talking shit behind eachothers backs, typical meangirls, the werent sitting on there regualar spot infront of the cafeteria. Infact, they were nowhere to be seen.
I thought it wasnt such a big deal, so i walked inside of the large, lump of hatred, school. The corridors were as always filled with people. Jocks, nerds, "cute" couples making out against the lockers and so on. Just like an ordenairy high school.
Im a senior, so by this time next year, i will have my own apartment in Florence, Italy, and i wont have to deal with these morons everyday. I guess you dont know that im actually 50 % Italian. My dads born there & lives there now. He loved my mom, but my mom wasnt ready to move to a forreign country so the decided to get a house in London & have me. When i was 10 my mom & dad got devorced & my dad moved back there. Thats why im moving there to study art for 3 years.
Of course my mom doesent aprove of me going, but i dont even care anymore, im going and thats that.
As i got to my locker, i chucked in my back & got my Chemistry books out.
- Hey! I heard a famillier voice say behind me.
-Hi Dylan, i said with my eyes set on my notes from yesterday's Historylession.
- Have you heard the news? He then said, moving in to my field of vision & met my eyes
- What news? i said closing my locker with a loud thump
- Well you know that Gay boyband from UK & ireland?
- Dylan, please dont call them gay, you know what happend last time you said that out loud in the corridor.
Bet you guys wanna know what happend last time he called One Direction gay in the hallway.
Well you see, he got in to a HUGE argument with 4 juniors who got superoffended & started telling him that "Louis has a girlfriend & so does Liam". Not quite sure how that will help him. (Who the hell is Louis?)
- Fine, anyways. One Direction's tour just ended & their taking some time of & and i heard one of them is Buying a new flat close by. The juniors are going mental!
Surely, i knew who they were, you couldnt live in London without knowing who they were. I havent payed that much attention, though i quite enjoy listening to Little Things while emptying a tube of Ben & Jerrys.
- Well that certainly interesting, can i ask how you know yet i dont? i said mockingly
- Thats because you dont have facebook, you socially retarded freak.
I never believed in social media. I acctually used to have a facebook account but i deactivated it as soon as i got bored of Farmville.
- Ha-ha, Dylan. Now get your books and move your fat. I said punching him with my book.
We started waking against the chemestry lession & was not to exited to hear Mr.Burton talk about acid & atomicbombs or whatever chemestry's about.
When the school day ended me and Dylan decided we would catch up on some math wile having some starbucks. So we walked to the nearest starbucks witch is two blocks from out school.
When we arrived i took our orders, A caramel mocchiato for me & a cinnamon dolce latte for Dylan.
We sat down in the back of the cafe & got our books out & got lost into the x:s & y:s & what not. While taking a sip of my coffee i noticed a blonde boy sitting a few tables away from us, with two massive security guards next to him. He had sunglasses & ha big hood on so i couldnt recognize him. He noticed me staring & smiled behing the sunglasses, i emediatly looked down to my books again.
An hour later when the coffee was gone & the math had started giving me a headache, we decided to go home.
When i dropped Dylan off at his house & started driving towards my house i noticed the Black Range Rover i had seen erlier, marking my every turn. I started getting paranoid so i took a shortcut home. While in my drivewa i was terrified to leave my car. I gatherd some currage & got my pepparspray close at hand & opend the door. From there i sprinted inside my house & locked the door.
I then sneaked to the kitchen window & noticed the black Range Rover on the other side of the street a few houses away. The doors opend & the two massive security guards got out of the car. They opened the backseat door & a blond boy with a black hoodie, gray trackers & red supras got out. I recognized him so well, but i had already forgotten where from. I walked away from the kitchen window to leave my bag in my room & then i figured i might make som food & watch some tv. But first i really needed to pee & i took the magazine from the kitchen bench & walk towards the bathroom.
On the front page there was a massive picture of a boy in black shades & an black hoodie, smiling at the camera and wayving. The headlines were : "BOYBANDSENSATION NIALL HORAN TAKES A BREAK. " "NIALL HORANS NEW HOUSE" "IS THE STAR SETTELING DOWN FOREVER?"
I think in just that moment, i swear i got a mini Heart Attack.