Before It Started

Chapter 5

Quote of the chapter:

"Wouldn't it be the perfect crime, if I stole your heart and you stole mine?"

Chapter 5

I am up extra early today. I mean it is not that early, I am only 3 hours early till my first class starts.The alarm starts to go of and before I can even switch the alarm off, Harry throws the first thing he sees which is his awful smelling sock. Just my luck, it lands on my noise. That got me up to a bad start but I am not going to let that sock spoil my day.

I quickly shower and wear another one of my long skirts with my cream blouse. I  also wear my denim jacket on top.I still have one hour till my first class. It will only take me around 15 minutes to get to class and I have to be 10 minutes early.That leaves 35 minutes of boredom. I sit for a couple of minutes before deciding that it is time for Harry to wake up if he does not want to be late.

I go over to his bed and start tapping his shoulder, telling him to wake up. He does not even respond. I start tapping him harder and I literally shout in his ear.He still does not seem fazed. So he is a deep sleeper?

Before I can comprehend what is happening my feet take me to the bathroom and I grab a bucket and fill it with cold water. The thing I do not get, is how he can throw a sock-spot on and not wake up 2 hours later. He is so annoying without even realizing. I turn the tap off and rush to the room with a sinister smile.Revenge sure is sweet.

I stand right by his head and pour the entire bucket of cold water. I run to the other side of the room and see a fuming Harry.

"What the fuck is your problem?Can I not get some piece without you annoying me?For fucks sake- what was the frickin' need to throw the entire god damn bucket of freezing water?"He fumed out at me.

I am astonished by the amount of vulgar language. If I even thought of saying those words then my mother would kill me.

"What was the need to throw your disgusting socks at me?" I reply back in a serious tone even though I am laughing inside at Harry's anger.

"I don't even get why I am in the same room as you" He spat out rather too harshly. Was I that bad?

"It is not like I chose to be here!" I reply back equally as harsh.

"Then get fucking lost" With those last words he went back to sleep on his now soaked bed. He makes me seem like the bad person when in reality it is all him. I was only helping him by waking him up for first class but noo, he chooses to go back to sleep.

I walk back to the bathroom and put the bucket away. I walk back into the room and find that Harry is not in his bed.I look around the room to spot his mop of curls but to no avail, I do not find him. That is so strange. I guess he does not care about his education after all.

I grab my bag and head out the door. I make sure to lock the room after me and start the short 15 minute walk to my English class.

I reach English in roughly 10 minutes due to my fast walking and i take a seat out at the front. I learn that the teachers name is Ms Andrews who is quite the cheery teacher. She asks a few questions and i reply politely, just like my mother taught me to. Before i know it, the class is already full and i look around to see the students that i will be spending the year with. I see this is the typical type of classroom which consists of emo's, middle grouped/classed people, bright intelligent students and the cheerleaders and the jock's.

After my quick looking around the classroom i see Harry walk in 10 minutes late. He walks in so casually and he sits at the back.

"Okay , today is your first class so obviously you have to introduce yourselves to one another. Please say your name and an interesting fact about yourself."

She looks at me, silently telling me to start. "I am Saphire Blake and here are some facts. I love reading books and my favourite colour is blue.I also love eating ice cream- any kind to be honest." I look around to see if anyone is laughing at me but no-one is. Obviously, that cow Harry is sitting at the back looking out the window. That was expected of him anyways.

I find myself listening to everyone's favourite things and I also put names to faces. I wonder what Harry will say. A couple of minutes later my thoughts come to reality.

"I am Harry Styles and here are some facts. I hate this school. I hate everyone here and I hate Saphire the most."Every one  turned to look at me to see what I thought of his stupid statement.How rude? What did I even do to him?I was only trying to make sure he is going to school on time.I hate him too.

Ms Andrews was not even listening and she says whilst looking at her computer screen"Hmm interesting." How on earth is that interesting?