***Ally's p.o.v***
I hate Mondays. Like seriously hate them. They are such a buzz kill. Whoever invented them should die in a hole. That's filled with snakes. And the snakes should have, like, aids or something.
The freaking sun needs to go away too. Ugh, school. Ugh, warm bed. Ugh! I got up and went to my closet to pick out my outfit for the day. After awhile, I finally decided on a lacy, white, tank top and black skinny jeans with a pair of old converse.
What? I had to look good for the first day. Anyways, I went down stairs because I wanted to eat breakfast. I saw mom by the stove and dad sitting at the table reading a newspaper. I giggled a bit because right now my family looked so clichè. I snuck up right behind my mom and spooked her making her jump about, oh I don't know, 10 feet in the air.
She lightly slapped my shoulder, "Don't do that to your poor old mother. You'll give her a heart attack!"
"Oh mother, you sure are one for the dramatics, " she gave me a look and that just made me giggle harder.
Food. Now. I gave mom my most irresistible puppy dog face and snuggled on her. "Mommy, can I pweeese have some breakfast?" She just laughed at me and pointed to the plate on the table. Oh, didn't notice that there. Oh well, I kissed her cheek and sat down. Oh. My. God. She made bacon and waffles.
This is why I loved her so much. I quickly gobbled up my yummy breakfast and headed upstairs back to my room. I went to my vanity and put on my makeup. I didn't put to much on just some eyeliner, mascara, and powder. Nothing to extreme. My clock told me it was time to go, not literally, I grabbed my backpack and left for my first day of Senior year.
Fork-dale High, the most average school you could have set your eyes on. Brick walls, stone walkway, and different cliques hanging by the door.
I walked right past them and straight to the library. Where else to nerdy people go? I mean, gee-sh.
There was a little flight of stairs before I got to the library, so when I got there I was taking deeper then usual breaths.
Shut up, I'm not the most athletic, in shape person and neither are most of my friends. When i walked in, they were all sitting there. Sam was doing math, Brayden and Olivia were reading, Kianna was doing her writings, Oh and.. Jonelle wasn't here. Hm, she was always here on time. Weird.
Just as I was walking up to them the bell rang, signaling that it was almost time to go to home room. I waited for someone to walk out with me, who turned out to be Sam, and we both walked out together.
We had to go up another flight of stairs to get to our lockers. I was about to take the first step when Braydon sprinted up them, I could literally feel the air whoosh by me. When I got to the top, he was just standing there. "What took you so long?" Dumbass, I don't run up stairs.
"Just surprised by the bitch who ran ahead of me," I said with a sickly sweet grin.
He put his hand over his heart and faked hurt. "I thought we were friends? How-how could you do this to me?"
I just walked next to him and put my hand on his shoulder. "Easily."
He just slapped my hand off and walked to his locker, all while I was giggling and walking towards mine.
Suddenly someone shook my shoulder so hard, I thought I would crumble soon. When I turned to see Jonelle, she looked so excited I thought she would pee herself. She was literally bouncing in place and biting her lip so she wouldn't burst.
"Ok, spill. Now."
"Ok, I, uh, hehe, I uhm," she started mumbling.
"Jonelle, if you don't tell me what you're mumbling about in the next 5 seconds I will personally slap you so hard you children will say, 'ow.'"
Her face sobered, "Well that's hurtful. Fine, hehe, One Direction is coming to town for a five day concert session!!" Her face had a gigantic smile smirk plastered on her face.
My eyes must have been saucers in that moment. One Direction? One, freaking, Direction?? Oh my flucking nutter butter on nutella toast. I've loved One Direction since I've heard the first song come on the radio. They were coming here? Someone should get my death bed ready...
"When? What? O-M-G, we're going. When is it? We need to get tickets! For like all of the shows!" I rambled. I can't believe it! How did I not know about this?
"It starts next Sunday and the show starts at 8 p.m."
"Do you know how much tickets are?"
"You don't need to worry about tickets."
"How are we going to get in? We're not sneaking in are we? You know I don't do stuff like that."
"Girl, chill. You don't need to worry because I have the tickets already. We're going to the One Direction concert!"
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Ok, so 'Ally', im sorry it took so long. I had major writer's block but here you go. Its almost midnight. Just saying. And sorry for all of the grammer/spelling mistakes. I'll correct them later. So I'm going to go now.
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