Frankie

New years was two weeks ago, and let me tell you this, it's a night I would never forget. Yes I was still on crutches. So I couldn't got to the big New Years Party Harry was hosting. But one thing though, I spent New Years with my boyfriend. 

Zayn went to the party. But when it was 20 minutes before the ball dropped, he showed up at my doorstep. Tipsy, but he was there any way right? 

I got my first New Years kiss, and I couldn't have asked for a better one. Then we went to my balcony and watched the the fire works someone was setting off. It was amazing, and I couldn't ask for a more better boyfriend. He was truly amazing, and I felt like since New Years we became closer. 

School started about a week ago, and I'm still on crutches. But not for long, because I went to the doctor's with Sacari, and she said I could get my cast off in two weeks. It was long, but not that long.

The snow was starting to clear up a bit in some areas, but not completely. It was still quite cold, though, thus my outfit. This consisted of a green snow coat, a cardigan, a grey t-shirt, black leggings, and beige boots.  But it was getting to Spring soon, so I was silently praying for warmer weather.

I attempted to straighten my wild curly hair, and it managed to tame a little. I never really realized how soft and long my hair was until I straightened it. But the weather was starting to frizz it up and turn it really curly again. I didn't mind though, I've missed my curly hair.

Zayn had been driving me to school cause I couldn't really drive with one good foot. Then again, I don't think it's legal here to drive at age 16, I think it's 17. But people do it any way. I just really hate my cast, because every time I looked at it, I remember why it was there in the first place, and that was a horrifying thought to think about.

Word spread about our relationship, so people noticed me more. But some cowered away from me sometimes. My friendship with the girls grew tighter over the days, and my friendship with the boys were growing. But my relationship with Zayn was just perfect.

**

"So class, for the rest of the term I've come up with an assignment for us to do." Mrs. Hardwood, the music teacher, spoke.

"I've decided that, since we don't really get to spend much time on your skills, as in vocals, and song writing, this term we're going to have groups. Each group will have a name, write it's own songs, and sometimes make it's own videos." She spoke. I listened closely at the interesting idea.

"So first thing's first. Get in a group." She said.

People scrambled to different seats, finding either partners, or groups of three's or four's or five's. This class has about 32 people. It's a big class. 

I immediately looked to Jesy, who looked to Perrie, who looked to Jade, who looked Leigh, who looked to me. As if we were thinking the same thing, we, shifted our tables, together so we were sitting in a five.

In the corner of my eye, I saw the boys sat in their regular group as well. You're probably thinking. 

What's that bad ass group doing in some bubble gum class. Well Zayn does art, that means he had to do music and drama as well. Because all three connect to make his Art grade. And he really liked art.

Liam did sports. And he needs to do something else that he can put on an application, if  he went to college. 

Harry was doing it because he liked making fun of the people in there, and he was forced by his parents, because apparently he has an amazing singing voice.

Niall did it, because he was failing Drama and Art, this was his only other option.

And Louis' doing it cause he wants to be a part of the squad.

But it's not like they even do anything in this class, they just sit and fuck around. The teacher is shit scared of them, and doesn't force them to do anything they don't want to do, cause she doesn't wanna make them angry. 

"Second task, decide on a group name." Mrs. Hardwood announced once we were all settled and stuff.

I made I contact with the girls.

"Any ideas?" I asked. We sat in silence for a bit. 

"The Girls?" Leigh suggested. Which made Jesy give her a dirty look.

"What the hell kind of name is that?" She replied. Leigh simply shrugged.

"BeatBox?" Jade asked.

"Hell no." Perrie replied to her.

"Mixers?" Jesy suggested.

"What we cooking Jes?" Jade said sarcastically. 

"How about Little Mix?" I suggested.

We thought about it.

"Well I like that name." Leigh stated.

The rest nodded in approval. Okay then. We're called Little Mix.

"Now I want you to think of your styling, lead singers, instruments that could be used, and song writers, because your first assignment is that you have to sing a song. Not one you made, because I just want to know how you sound. Due Next class. Clear?" The teacher explained.

Nods and 'okays' filled the room and everyone got to work.

"How about I create our styling." Perrie started.

"That's cool, I wanna, do hair and make-up." Jade said.

"Then I wanna do choreographing and stuff, if it's needed." Leigh shrugged.

"I'll write." Jesy said. Then they turned to me.

"My sister know's a guy, who does videos and stuff, I'll see if he can do something for us. But I'm fine with whatever." 

"That's nice. When's our next class though? We need to practice." Perrie asked.

"Friday." Jade reminded.

"So we've got three days." Leigh clarified.

"You can come to mine after school. We can practice then?" I suggested.

I got loads of space, and Sacari's probably gonna be busy. So why the hell not.

So we agreed on it. In the afternoon, we're meeting.

A/N: Boring af, but filler filler.