Fan girls.....UGH
Chapter One
Jesy and her best friend, Aleah, were out for the day and they had decided to stop at the Starbucks nearby. Aleah ordered a raspberry iced tea and Jesy ordered a hot chocolate. When the counter girl asked for our names, Jesy replied with, "Jesy" like any normal person would and Aleah replied with, "Danielle Peazer," while giggling like a stupid fan girl. Jesy rolled her eyes at how stupid she was being and told her that she really needed to stop pretending that she was Liam Payne's girlfriend. It just seemed desperate on her part. Aleah told Jesy that she really needed to get over the fact that she liked One Direction more than the average fan because she would never stop liking them no matter how much Jesy hated it. Jesy rolled your eyes again, not understanding why Aleah was getting so defensive. Jesy would never understand stupid fan girls.
Once they grabbed their drinks and found a seat near the back, Aleah asked Jesy why she hated One Direction so much. Jesy was taken aback because she didn't really hate them, she just didn't like the boys' faces, singing, style of music, etc. Jesy realized that seemed a lot like hate, but not like she really cared because it's not like the boys would ever really know who she was. In fact, she knew they would never confront her about her hate of them, so why would it really matter?
"I dunno. . ." Jesy said with little care, "I just don't like them. I mean, come on, their music type sucks. Pop sucks, sorry. And I am sure they have good voices, you've got to have a good voice to win 3rd place in the X-Factor, but I just don't feel it about them."
"So their music is the only thing you don't like about them?" Aleah replied.
"No, I don't like them as people either. They all seem so immature, I mean, look at the video diaries you forced me to watch. That Louis kid that you swoon over is absolutely ridiculous. He's like, what, 21? I'm sure he was younger then, but from what you've showed me, he hasn't changed much. He needs to grow up and get a new freaking wardrobe. He looks like a virgin sailor who has never been on land before."
"Ouch, why give all your hate to Louis? There are other guys. . ." Aleah grumbled while taking a sip of her tea.
Jesy shrugged, "He's the one I really dislike the most. He looks gay. He acts gay. His singing is terrible. I would rather punch myself thirty times with brass knuckles then to have ever even heard about Louis freaking Tomlinson."
"Hey! Louis has a girlfriend!" Aleah defended. Jesy rolled her eyes yet again. Aleah was so touchy.
"Come on, that Eleanor chick is just a beard."
When Jesy said this, she heard a chair loudly scoot back. Jesy and Aleah turned their heads to see who was causing so much noise. Jesy's stomach instantly dropped when she saw that the one person she was hating on was the one who stood up from the table beside her. Sure, she didn't like him, but she never wanted him to hear her mean words. They were meant for just her best friend's ears.
Louis eyes met Jesy's and she could see the rage swirling in his blue eyes. She was about to apologize for him hearing her rude comments, but he stormed out of the Starbucks before she got the chance. Jesy turned her head back to her own table, Aleah's eyes boring into her skull. Jesy awkwardly took a sip of her hot chocolate and swallowed it hard.
"Oops.
Once they grabbed their drinks and found a seat near the back, Aleah asked Jesy why she hated One Direction so much. Jesy was taken aback because she didn't really hate them, she just didn't like the boys' faces, singing, style of music, etc. Jesy realized that seemed a lot like hate, but not like she really cared because it's not like the boys would ever really know who she was. In fact, she knew they would never confront her about her hate of them, so why would it really matter?
"I dunno. . ." Jesy said with little care, "I just don't like them. I mean, come on, their music type sucks. Pop sucks, sorry. And I am sure they have good voices, you've got to have a good voice to win 3rd place in the X-Factor, but I just don't feel it about them."
"So their music is the only thing you don't like about them?" Aleah replied.
"No, I don't like them as people either. They all seem so immature, I mean, look at the video diaries you forced me to watch. That Louis kid that you swoon over is absolutely ridiculous. He's like, what, 21? I'm sure he was younger then, but from what you've showed me, he hasn't changed much. He needs to grow up and get a new freaking wardrobe. He looks like a virgin sailor who has never been on land before."
"Ouch, why give all your hate to Louis? There are other guys. . ." Aleah grumbled while taking a sip of her tea.
Jesy shrugged, "He's the one I really dislike the most. He looks gay. He acts gay. His singing is terrible. I would rather punch myself thirty times with brass knuckles then to have ever even heard about Louis freaking Tomlinson."
"Hey! Louis has a girlfriend!" Aleah defended. Jesy rolled her eyes yet again. Aleah was so touchy.
"Come on, that Eleanor chick is just a beard."
When Jesy said this, she heard a chair loudly scoot back. Jesy and Aleah turned their heads to see who was causing so much noise. Jesy's stomach instantly dropped when she saw that the one person she was hating on was the one who stood up from the table beside her. Sure, she didn't like him, but she never wanted him to hear her mean words. They were meant for just her best friend's ears.
Louis eyes met Jesy's and she could see the rage swirling in his blue eyes. She was about to apologize for him hearing her rude comments, but he stormed out of the Starbucks before she got the chance. Jesy turned her head back to her own table, Aleah's eyes boring into her skull. Jesy awkwardly took a sip of her hot chocolate and swallowed it hard.
"Oops.
4/19/13