"MARY!" I screamed running down the hall. She looked at me and totally ignored me. Then she looked again.

"Niall what are you doing...?" she said pointing at my face.

"Making it up to you." I said, "At lunch."

"No, Niall you don't have to do this..." she said.

"But I have to...Mary I love you, and I broke your heart." I said looking at her straight in the eyes. She looked at me through her glasses.

"Look Niall, you like being--" 

"Don't even say popular." I said, "I beat up Jason yesterday."

Mary had such a look of astonishment on her face.

"Niall you'll get kicked out--" I stopped her.

"And I don't care." I said. I walked away from her and into the lunchroom and all of Mary's friends stared at me in shock. And so did the populars.

"Niall...w-what are you wearing?!" DJ said wide eyed.

"...my glasses." I said smirking.

"You mean the fake ones?!" Kevin said.

"Nope...these are real." I said standing up on a chair.

"HEY. EVERYONE."

All of the people in the lunch room looked at me. Well here we go...

I'm going to totally be dead by the time this is over...

"Why do you let Jason call you peasants?" I asked. I literally saw everyone shrug.

"Well don't!" I said, "You're all people! You deserve to be treated equally! Whether you're normal, popular," I looked at Mary.

"Or even someone who isn't as popular as everyone else." I said. Mary looked at me and shook her head to say 'you don't have to do this Niall'.

But I did.

"And...I still have failed to realize that myself..." I said looking down at my shoes, "I've been trying to hide the real me, when...there's nothing wrong with the real me! And if you don't like it, then I don't give a fuck."

I bet all the populars were glaring at me right now, but I couldn't care less.

"And...because of my stupid selfish ways...I lost something I need back." I said looking at Mary again.

"I love you Mary Ryans."

Literally every gasped and looked at me.

"Niall she's--" Christa started, but I didn't even let her finish.

"I don't CARE what you think she is! She's the girl I'm in love with right now. Don't try to change my mind!"

I jumped off the chair.

Mary kept telling me not to do this, but I didn't listen, again.

"Mary..." I said taking her hands, "Stop. I'm going to be fine, but I know I won't live as long as I can't be with you."

Finally Mary stopped trying to change my mind and kissed me.

Finally. Finally they see that it doesn't matter who you are.

I looked over at the populars. All of them started clapping.

Wait...replay...

All of them started clapping?!

Except for Christa and Jason of course. Even Kaitlyn was clapping. I smiled as the entire lunch room stood and applauded. I pulled Mary close to my chest and kissed her forehead.

"I love you." I whispered in her hair.

"You too..." Mary said, "And...do you wat to try again maybe?"

"...I'd love that." I whispered in her ear.

~~~Next Day~~~

"Hi!" someone else said to Mary and I.

"Hi..." we both said.We were walking around campus for our lunch break, and since yesterday many people were noticing us. We had rehersals for the PPC's soon in the basement. Now it's not a dirty dusty basement, it's actually quite nice down there/ Mary took me there once and we hung out down there for a while.

"Mary!" we both turned to Maggie.

"Oh gosh congrats guys!" she said hugging both of us, "But there's bad news..."

"What?" I said.

"Remember when the principal said that some students would have to help?"

"Yeah..."

"Well ALL the seniors want to."

"What?!"

"Even Christa and Kaitlyn."

"Wait...that's bad." Mary said, "What are they doing?"

"..."

"Maggie!"

"Okay! They're...they're in charge of one of your songs, and two of your outfits." Maggie confessed. Mary looked at me with complete horror.

"This is going to be awful...what's the outfit for?" I said.

"They're doing outfits for DNA, and they're taking out Que Sera," Maggie said, "And replacing it with Can't Be Tamed by Miley Cyrus. They're doing the outfit for that too."

"Aw..." Mary said, "I love Que Sera..."

"And the principal already agreed." Maggie said.

"They're going to make me look like a slut!" Mary groaned.

"Hey...we'll get through this." I assured Mary kissing her forehead.

Well at least I hope we get through this, alive even.