Marlee

"Marlee wake up...Marlee...Marlee Anderson get up!" My eyes shot open. There my Mom stood. In her hideous grey pants suit and all. Ugh. I threw the covers up over my face. The fourth day of school could miss me. Just for today.

"No Marlee. You already overslept, you need to be in school now!"

"No."

"Yes."

"NO!"

"YES!" She yanked the covers off and stormed out the room. I guess there wasn't any arguing with her. I rolled out of bed and pulled some dirty skinny jeans on. With my eyes half closed I randomly grabbed a hoodie and pulled it over top the shirt I was wearing. Today, like every day, was gonna be an 'I don't give a fuck day'.

"Come on Marlee!" My Mom yelled from the bottom of the steps.

"Coming!"

At school

"Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City.." I was walking down the hall when I heard a gorgeous voice. It was lovely. Who is that?

I peered my head in one of the music rooms. Low and behold Louis was sitting down singing. Wow. The kids got talent. I walked in slowly clapping. His head lifted up and smiled.

"Very nice."

"Is Ms Anderson complimenting me?" He smiled ear to ear.

"Yes, I am. You deserve it." I sat next to him at the piano.

"Well, I'm no professional but thank you."

"No problem. So do you have any other hidden talents?"

"Besides from being incredibly charming and handsome, no." I threw my head back and laughed.

"You can laugh?" He said jokingly. I put on a serious stone face.

"Only when I want, asshole." Louis looked offended and I smiled at him.

"Okay Marlee. What is your talents?"

"Well.. I used to play the piano."

"Used to?" He asked couriously.

"Yeah.

"Lets hear something!"

"Fine..You know Twilight?"

"Um..Yes.." He said looking skeptical.

"Well here is Bellas Lullaby." I pulled my hair into a high bun and began playing. He watched me intently while my fingers fluttered over the keys gently nodding my head back and forth with the notes. My eyes closed and I got lost. I just kept on playing. One song led to another and I didn't stop.

"Hey!" Mr. Robertson yelled. I stopped and looked at us both.

"Yes, sir?" Louis asked.

"You two get to class or-"

"Oh fuck off, man!" I yelled at him. Mr Roberston and Louis looked at me confused.

"DETENTION! BOTH OF YOU!" With that he left the room with an angry expression.

I closed the piano and got up to leave. Louis pulled me in, cupped my face and kissed me deeply. I was shocked and I pulled away.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it..." I got up and ran out of the room.

Niall

"I can't do this." I gave up on my painting. I didn't understand why we had to take art.

"Come on, man. You just gotta let it flow." Zayn said sketching some random people in a note pad.

"Easy for you to say! You are an art freak!" Zayn laughed.

"I am not. It is just a hobby."

"Yeah whatever." I went back to trying to save my disaster of a painting. I was trying to draw some flowers in a window.

"Oh, Niall!" Mrs. Hale said. She pulled off her large glasses and looked at me.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Your strokes are disastrous."

I scoffed. "Thanks."

"I'll have Ann help you." She looked across the large room. "Anne!" A petite red head with a pink bow in her long messy hair turned around. As she got closer I noticed she had very small features. She was the type of girl who had that thing to her. I just didn't know what it was.

"Yes Mrs Hale?"

"Help Mr Horan." She strolled away back over to her desk.

She whipped her hands on her apron. "Hi, I'm Anne." Her voice was cute. It was girly and high. I smiled at her.

"Niall. Nice to meet you." She smiled back shyly and looked at my painting.

"Try not putting to much pressure on the petals." I nodded and tried it.

"No too much. Here let me help," she put her hands on top of mine. "Relax.." I breathed in her perfume.

After awhile she realized the close contact and pulled away. She was blushing. "I think you got it down.." She walked back over to her painting.

"Awww," Zayn said.

"Shut up!" I flicked some blue paint at him.

- sorry about how short this is =P