Skylar's Pov:
Uh so Prom is like only 3 weeks from now and no one had asked me out yet. I walk up to my friends and Harry (notice how I didn't address him as a friend), who are leaning agianst the lockers. I hope they aren't talking about that stupid prom. It's like every moron in this fucking school is talking about that prom.
"Hey guys! Please tell me you aren't talking about the prom too?" I ask them annoyed.
"Yeah we are! Why? Has no-one askes you, yet ?" My brother asks teasing me. Harry stays quiet, which is weird; That's quite unlike him, I'd taught he'd taunt me about it for sure. It seems as though there's something bothering him or maybe he's just lost in his perverted thoughts.
"Shut up! No, no-one has, are you happy?" I told him annoyed while rolling my eyes. "Shocker" My brother replies smirking, he just loves to annoy me.
"It's okay skai, no-one has asked me either so.." Eleanor says trying to make me feel better. I sigh and decide not to say anything. The first bell rings and me and Eleanor walk together to math class. By now I know where most of the classes are but I'm still getting used to this school. I walk inside the classroom which is almost empty and I take a seat next to some blonde dude.
"Hi!" I say as I sit down next to him.
"Oh Hi! You're Skylar, right?" He asks in some sort of accent, I think it's an Irish accent and I'm surprised he knows my name.
"Um, yeah... How'd ya know?" I asked him.
"Well I'm on the basketball team and well, I played against you and Harry..."
"Oh I see! I'm guessing he trashed talked me, didn't he?" I can't believe that jerk bad mouthing me to his friends, I mean who does he think he-
"NO! Um, he actually just said you were um...Uh" I could tell he was trying to soften Harry's harsh words. "...Stubborn and sort of hard to figure out" He finally says.
"And this is coming from him?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I guess you two are alike!" He says chuckling.
"Not at all! Anyway....What's your name?" I ask him changing the subject, cause honestly I really don't feel like talking about Harry this early in there morning. I don't have enough energy to even think about him.
"I'm Niall Horan!" He said enthusiastically.
"Nice to meet you, Nialler!" I replied equally as enthusiastic.
"Niall, Skylar is my teaching interrupting your talking?" The teacher asks us clearly annoyed,
Yes, Yes it is.
I stare at Niall for some reason, honestly anything is better than listening to our teacher ramble on about Algebra. As my eyes are still fixed upon Niall, i realize something, Oh wait.... He was the guy I flirted with in the game! Oh my god, I can already feel my checks heat up with embarrassment.
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"El!" I yell as I walk out of math class.
"Oh, Hey!" She says turning around as we walked together.
"Listen, I've got an idea!" I said while biting my lip something I do when I'm excited or anxious.
"What idea?" She asks, curious.
"Well...Let's call it a 'bet' even though it isn't really, since no one has asked us out to prom yet, how about we tell each other who to ask?" This is defiantly going to be interesting.
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Him vs Her
Fiksi PenggemarSkylar Tomlinson never could have seen Harry Styles coming. Well, she might have, had she been looking up. Her impulsivity and short temper coupled with Harry's taunting comments prove to be the same as fire and gasoline mixing - an epic explosion...