Chapter 33

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Chapter 33








"Oh Em Gee. Did you hear?" some pestering little girl squeaked. Her friend shook her head. "One Direction is coming to town!" 

"You make it sound like they're Santa." I scoffed. 

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe you were in this conversation." she snarled. I laughed. 

"Lil' bitch, you are standing in front of my locker. Therefore, this is my property. Technically, anything you say in this spot revolves around me." I narrowed my eyes at her. She must have been a freshman, because once she realized it was a Senior's locker she shuffled away. 

The entire day was filled with One Direction this and One Direction that. 

Like no. Shut your nasty asses up. I don't want to hear about how Louis was caught flirting with some girl at his last concert. Or how Harry has such amazing curls. 

He doesn't, so shut the fuck up. His hair isn't even that curly. It's like one giant knot that you could lose a finger in. 

"Hi, you're Arielle right?" some chick asked. 

"Depends who's asking." I sighed, not even looking up at her as I stuffed books into my locker. 

"I'm Mitchie. We have chemistry together." she stated. I looked up, finally meeting her gaze. 

I'm very proud to say, she doesn't seem like a cunt or a fucktard. Congrats.

"You need me, why?" I questioned, standing up. 

"I'm in charge of prom committee. And, uh, you used to date Louis Tomlinson right?" 

I nodded and brushed my pants off. 

"Can you maybe, uh, like, get One Direction to perform at prom?" she stuttered. I narrowed my eyes at her. 

"No." I snapped. Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I walked away. 

As I walked through the crowded hallway, all I could do was mutter profanities. 

"Get the fuck out of my way." 

"Ew, couples.."

 "I REALLY APPRECIATE being elbowed in the side thank you for that."

"What are you looking at? Do not make eye contact with me."

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