A Beautiful Mistake

Zayn gets his Trousers Twisted

"You're kidding!!!" Niall laughed as I told him about how wonderful Mr. Davis is. Erika, Jade, and I are currently in Erika's living room doing our homework. Well Erika and Jade are doing there homework. I'm a little busy at the moment.

"Nope!" I laughed. "True story."

"I can't believe he actually read my text out loud." I pictured Niall shaking his head. 

"Right!? Don't be texting me during class any more!!" I playfully yelled. "But you should have seen his face when I corrected his pronunciation on Louis' name. Priceless."

"Damn, I've never knew you could be so sassy." Niall chuckled.

"Yeah, well Mr. Davis can suck a-"

"I like it." Niall's husky voice sent chills all the way down my spine. It went silent for a few seconds. Not knowing what to do, I let out a nervous laugh. 

"So how's New York?" I ask changing the subject. 

"Well, this airport is probably the biggest airport in the history of airports!" Niall chuckled.

"Where are you going next?" I asked. "You have layover right?"

"Umm... I think... I hav no bloody idea. Hold on!" I heard Niall yell to someone asking where they were heading too.  "We're going to a town in Vermont."

"Eat some maple syrup!" I say excitidly. "I hear its really good!"

Niall laughs, "Alright, just for you." I was about to say something but I was interuppted by Niall shouting at someone. "I'M STILL ON THE PHONE! Alright, alright! Don't get your trouser's in a twist."

"Is everything alright, Nialler?" I asked.

Niall sighed, "Yeah, just Zayn was telling me its time to board the plane

 "Oh, okay. Have a safe flight." I say meaning every single word.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Niall assures. "I'll call you when we land, okay?"

I nod. "Okay. I miss you."

"I miss you too, love." Niall whispers. "I need to go. Have a good day at school tomorrow."

I giggle, "Okay, I'll keep you updated on Mr. Davis."

I could hear Niall's angelic laugh. "Talk to you later, Princess."

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"AHHHHH! I HATE PROOFS." I shouted in pure frustration. Stupid reveiw. I've been working on my math homework for about two hours now. I'm only on number ten. Out of thirty. Mother of God. "This is so stupid! I can't do this shit! AND WHO THE HELL ASSIGNS HOMEWORK ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!?"

Erika sat down next to me, holding back a laugh. "Need some help?"

I nod and let a small, "Yes please."

Taking my pencil from my grasp, Erika began looking over the problem. "Where are your toolkits?"

"In my locker..." I say avoiding her eyes.

Erika chuckled. "Then how are you supposed to do this shit if they're in your locker!?"

"That's why I have you!!!" I throw my arms around Erika giving her a tight hug.

Erika laughed and began explaining what it is I'm proving exaclty. 

"There. That's how you prove triangles congruent." Erika said setting down my pencil. I looked at the paper then back at her. "You don't get it, do you." 

It wasn't a question. "Can you explain it again. A little slower..."

About an hour later, she went over all the theorems in the proof, what they state, why they were in there, and explained everything again twice. "Do you get it now??"