~ Sammi's POV
The best thing about starting this school year a few days late is that I only had to go three days this week. It's already Friday and my third day of school. I'm still learning my way around with the help of Harry we actually have quite a few classes together. He wasn't really in his classes on my first day but on my second he was pretty much in all of them. He's been really kind but his jokes are horrible.
"Hey Sammi!" he greeted me with a smile. "Hiya Hare" I replied back with a giggle. "So I've been meaning to ask, what made you want to dye your hair that color?" Oh I forgot to mention that I have purple ombre hair, I dyed it back in America. I saw this picture of a girl with purple ombre hair on my Pinterest account and wanted to try it. "Well I kinda seen a picture and wanted it immediately" I replied honestly. "Hm I like it, makes your eyes pop" he replied with a laugh. " Why thank you kind sir," I said giggling as we walked to our next class. As we walk a lot of people say hi to him or just stare like he's a god. I don't get it I mean yeah he's cute but gesh can he breathe?
We sat together in Art, another one of my favorite subjects. There's this group of girls who always seem to be staring at us, which I find really strange. "Hello class" Mrs. Jewell greeted with a smile. "Today I want you to think about what you want to do for our first project, it can be whatever you want it to be I want to see what you guys can do. If you feel as if you can't draw, paint, or sculpt than you shouldn't be in Mrs. Jewell's art class!" She said with a laugh. I like her already, she has an art teacher vibe and she's very pretty.
"What are you thinking about doing?" Harry asked. Completely ignoring his question I asked, "Why are those girls staring at us? They're always staring at us or me whenever I'm not with you." He looked around confused until he seen who I was talking about. "Oh that's Taylor and her friends, we used to be a thing so she's probably jealous of you," He said with a smirk. "Well I would like for her to stop it's creepy, and jealous of me? Really? Why? I'm just the quiet new girl with one friend" I said shocked. "Well you are beautiful AND I'm your friend so she's jealous because I'd rather talk to you than her. Also I guess you can say I'm well known around here," He said with another cheeky smirk.
The day went on with Harry and I only sharing a few more classes together and lunch. In my final class I sat in the back by myself. Taylor and one of her friends walked in and saw me in the back and decided to come sit beside me. "So you're Harry's new toy?" Taylor asked. "Um.. no we're just friends," I say confused. "Well I hope so because he'd be a fool to leave me for you," she said with a smirk as they got up and moved. What the fuck was that!? I hope she doesn't think that hurt my feelings. I laughed quietly to myself and played Sudoku until the end of class.
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"So what do you have planned for the weekend Holliman?" I looked over to Harry and smiled as I got my bag out of my locker, "I don't know maybe finish unpacking and settling. Possibly straighten my hair, you?" I asked as we walked out of the school. "No plans this weekend" he replied. He walked me to my car, "Well see ya around styles" I said while unlocking my car door. "Do you have a car?" I asked turning to face him. "Yeah its right over there" he said pointing to a black range rover. "Nice" I replied nodding my head. "Yeah, hey can I have your number? So you know I can text you over the weekend?" He asked while rubbing the back of head, I think it's something he does when he's nervous. "Of course, let me see you're phone" I replied smiling while he handed me his phone. "Here" I said handing him mine. I saved my name in his phone as "Sammi (:" and handed it back to him. "All right I'll text you later then" he said smiling as he walked away.-----------------
Later that night
Harry's POV
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FanfictionIt's the beginning of senior year, Sammi has just moved to London from America to live with her mom. She hasn't been to London since she was seven, now she's seventeen. Even though she's been gone for ten years she still has her accent being her fat...