Abditory [H.S]

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Luella Jones

I'm in math class right now, thankfully, I haven't seen nor heard of Harry today.

Not that I want to see his curly head or anything.

I seriously hated him after the stunt he pulled in the kitchen, I also can't believe my plan didn't work.

I need to think of better revenge plans, seriously improve them, 'cause that was terrible.

I didn't even manage to sleep well yesterday due to the thoughts clouding my mind, I didn't see Fiona this Morning which freaks me out because I've had no one to talk to.

Well, other than myself of course.

I tried sending a text but it just went on delivered, called her about 5 times but it all led to voicemails, I don't worry much about that because I know she's probably with Rylee, she sometimes does this.

I don't blame her though, he's her boyfriend and she's allowed to have some alone time with him, she isn't gonna spend all days of the week with my boring ass.

The bell rings, motioning everyone to move out of class. I sit up and collect my note books, putting them in my bag and holding my other books in my hand as I go out of the classroom.

It's lunch time too, meaning I have to see curly headed boy and deal with telling Fiona about dinner yesterday.

Not to mention the fact that I forgot my jacket this morning, and I'm wearing a really thin sweater.

"Fuck!" I curse as someone bumps into me, dropping my books on the ground as I fall backwards.

Ouch my bum.

"Damn it nerd you never check where you're going?" I hear that british accent again, making me look up to see Mr. Curls.

Oh fuck off.

He's holding a cup of coffee, half of it spilled on his shirt.

"Why don't you check where you're going?" I tell him as I start picking up the books off the floor, him as well for the few he dropped.

"Do you have an obsession of spilling things on me or are you just really fuckin clumsy?" He says in a rather loud tone, making a few turn their heads now to look at us.

"You're the one who bumped into me! Why are you blaming me?" I stand up holding my books to stare at him, speaking in the same tone he is.

"Because it's your fault! You're the one always in my way!" He yells now, probably causing a scene.

"I'm the one in your way? How about you and the way you keep showing up in my life!?" I yell back, even harder.

He steps closer to me, pointing a finger at my face. "Don't you fucking dare raise your voice at me." He warns.

What the hell has gotten into him?

"You're the one who started it! You're making such a big deal out of it, Harry!"

He looks down at his shirt, shaking his head. "Just watch where you're going next time." He mutters as he leaves, pushing my shoulder out of the way.

I watch him leave, and now to I have just realized how quite the cafeteria was. I turn my head, seeing everyone staring at me.

I sigh, walking towards Fiona and I's table, her standing beside it, clearly witnessing the whole thing.

"Hey." I murmur as I sit down.