Circle Club

Prolouge

Everyone wanted to be in the Circle Club. There was nothing else to it. To everyone who attended Eastbrook Dale High, you were considered popular. Of course there were your typical jocks and cheerleaders, nerds, outcasts, the ordinary Joe and of course, don't forget the druggies, because God only knows what would happen if you left them out.

At "normal" schools, cheerleaders and jocks were the preps, the cool kids. However at Eastbrook, compared to those in the Circle Club, they were pieces of shit.

The Circle Club was formed from a small group of teenagers, small being seven, that had the highest standards. Some were not allowed into the group because of their clothes, how they smelled, how they didn't smell, attitude, personality, and background.

However most did not get in because of initiation.

Initiation was the by far worst part of the Circle Club. Usually, initiation lasted up to a week, and in those 7 days, you were presented with a trial. On the first day, Harry Styles, the leader of the Circle Club, started off with a simple trial, usually consisting of something between the lines of: call a teacher sexy or wolf whistle at the principal, Mr. Launer, who was bisexual and single. For the first six trials, you had exactly 24 hours to complete your trial. Everyone did the trial for the first day or so, because they were pretty easy. But soon, things got tough.

Harry Styles was a mastermind, he was known for it. He was the one who came up with the trials, and let's just say, they could be pretty mentally and physically wearing. Before fellow member Zayn Malik was officially in the group, Harry made a trial where Zayn had to compete in a triathlon and come back 10th place or higher. For Zayn though, that was like finishing off the last piece of a grandmother's apple pie, for Zayn was one of the most athletic students that attended Eastbrook. However it was the final trial is what kept 95% of those who had ever tried out from making the Circle Club.

Harry wasn't completely cruel; however, and allowed everyone a skip. Skips could be used on any trial except for the last one. Few people were smart and saved their skips until the one before last trial, usually using theirs on the fourth trial, and then were presented with an even harder trial the following day. Harry laughed at the stupidity of most, for they should know that there will always be a harder trial.

The seventh and final trial was always the worst. Always. Whether it ranged from punching a police officer to graffitiing the school walls, it was always the worst, and almost always illegal. Some were stupid enough to actually attempt it, and normally got caught in the middle of the act, not able to blame it on anyone else. Harry though was never ratted out, because none wanted to be hated on by the leader of the Circle Club, or any of its members.

For the seventh trial, Harry chose the amount of time you had to complete the trial in, usually based on the intensity of the trial. He could give you a year. He could give you a month. He could give you a week. If you had really managed to piss him off, he could give you 23 hours. It was all up to him. Victims were just like putty in his calloused hands, and fell prey to his charming accent and seductive looks (somehow managing to turn three male students gay), and when they least expect it, BAM! They had been Styled.

In Harry's eyes, if you gave up a trial, you were a wimp, a scary cat, and not the kind of cat he liked. Harry shunned those who had refused his trials, and they were known as the "Rejects". Harry didn't know for sure how that name came to be, but he thought the name suited them, so he stuck with it. Rejects also included the ones who didn't make it because of their scent, for he didn't like those with foul odor.

Eastbrook was filled with Rejects. Around 90% of the population were Rejects. Seven percent of Eastbrook were smart enough not to even try out to be in the Circle Club. Most of that seven percent is made up currently of druggies and nerds, for the druggies were always too high to even worry about being cool and the nerds always had their heads shoved in books trying to absorb knowledge. And the last 3% were the seven souls who had toughed out initiation and successfully made it into the Circle Club.

The druggies and nerds were the smart ones for just ignoring the Circle Club in general. They were the ones who usually stayed away from the drama and lived somewhat happy lives. They were the ones who didn't exploit themselves to the world in ridiculous ways. Most actually didn't realize that they were the safest ones at Eastbrook.

Including the new student, Louis Tomlinson.