Sorry but this will be short
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Harry's POV
"So....I see your high school grades wasn't that great back then Hm?" The fat man in front of me said, more like the principal of this rich looking school.
Focus Harry you got to get this job
"Yes I know Mr. Anderson but that was when I was a reckless teenage and in the moment of thinking I was all that but I guarantee that I am never going back" I state.
I didn't think, I knew because I WAS all that, and I WILL be going back.
"Hm....I see and if I was to give you this job how would you react to reckless students then?" He asks lifting up an eyebrow as he leans on the desk looking at me.
I look down at the desk for a moment and I bite my lip chuckling a bit "trust me Mr. Anderson I've been there and I've done that, anything that anyone does I would know the next step, nobody can scare me" I smile looking up at him who has a wide smile plastered across his old face.
"Congratulations Mr. Styles" he stands up holind out his wrinkly hand. "You got the job"
Ew no sorry, fuck that old hand
"Thank you Mr. Anderson" I stand up and I nod at him so I don't have to shake that hand.
"You can start Friday" he pulls his hand back slowly and smiles sitting back down.
"Thank you Mr. Anderson I promise you me and all the students will get along famously" I smile as I nod and I turn around walking out of the office and down the hall, the bell rings and I look around seeing a lot of students walk out of the classes and into the hall.
I look around at everybody and I notice there staring at me, not the weird little stare, I mean the speechless stare.
I chuckle shaking my head and I turn walking to a water fountain and I bend down taking a sip when suddenly my felt someone right behind me staring down at my body making me lean back up and turn around to be face to face with a raven haired, hazel eyed, tatted up boy who's staring right at me.
"Excuse me" he finally speaks out with a thick accent that I never heard of.
"Excuse you" I roll my eyes at him making him lift an eyebrow and stand there crossing his arms.
"Oh? So curly has an attitude I see" he slightly smirking looking me up and down.
"Says the one who thinks their badass" i sass back and he chuckles shaking his head."that's because I am badass now who are you?"
"You don't need to know who I am, all you need to know is that I'm gonna be a teacher here soon you little brat" I whisper looking at him and then around making sure nobody hears.
"Hope I'm not in your fucking class, I don't want to die from seeing your ugly ass face" he spits and he turns around walking away, I don't know why but I trailed my eyes down his back just to look at his ass and I bite my lip softly.
"Little bastard" I mumble turning around and walking away.
