Our Summer of Direction

Chapter Ten

“Dude. I cannot believe you’re not awake yet.” Emilea says hovering over my bed.

“What the hell! My alarm hasn’t gone off yet.” I shrug stretching like a cat.

“HAH! That’s rich. You know school starts in 20 minutes right?” Emilea asks cocking her head at me.

“AHH!” I push Emilea off of me and throw on my school clothes I had all laid out. I quickly brush my hair and don’t bother with makeup. I yank Emilea along with me and jump into my car speeding off towards school. When I run in to acting with Emilea in tow I am relieved when I hear the late bell AFTER I sit down.

“Wow, why do you look so freaked?” Harry asks kissing my cheek.

“Emilea woke me up less than 20 minutes ago.” I say pouting slightly. My tummy grumbles loudly and I grab Harry and go to the practice room.

“Are you hungry Love?” He asks when my tummy doesn’t stop rumbling.

“A little. Oh well let’s just practice.” I say drinking my bottle of water to fill my tummy.

“I have some apple juice if you’re interested.” Harry offers handing me his little juice box.

“You would share APPLE JUICE??” I ask incredulously. Harry smiles and laughs.

“Yeah, I guess I would!” He says. I drink the juice and Harry actually picks me up off of the couch we are practicing on and offers to give me a piggyback ride to my next class.

“Well, I am not wearing a dress and I am really tired….so…SURE!” I giggle jumping on Harry. He carries his binder and has me wrap my legs around his waist. Emilea carries my bag for me and I ignore all the weird looks I get walking down the hallway.

“If I wasn’t such a good child, I would so skip the rest of the day.” I say when Harry sets me down in choir. He laughs and lets me lay my head in his lap.

“Hey, I nabbed your makeup in case you want to put it on later.” Emilea says patting my back.

“She looks beautiful without makeup!” Harry snaps at Em.

“Harry chill, I know that.” Emilea says looking slightly taken aback.

“Sorry, I just hate it when girls think they’re only pretty with makeup.” Harry says apologetically. Mr. Clay calls us to attention and has us all sing scales. By the time I get to lunch I am even more exhausted that before.

“LOOK! Katie! You’re in a magazine!” Emilea says thrusting the article in my face.

“Read it out loud, darling.” Harry says eating JELL-O.

“Last night infamous playboy Harry Styles was out with a mystery girl. Upon further digging we have learned that this girl is Harry’s alleged girlfriend named Katie. Katie was spotted with Harry in Liverpool and they were seen talking with fans outside of a photo booth.” I stop glancing up at Harry.

“They never even mention my last name.” I laugh looking at a laughing Emilea.

“Well, you do have a crazy last name….” Emilea says looking in all directions but me.

“Emilea, you can tease me all you want! I for one am used to my stupid last name.”

“I am going to sound horribly awful…but how on Earth do you pronounce it?” Harry asks looking down sheepishly.

“Barnstable. Like Barn+stable. Literally. The two words smushed together.” I say shrugging because I know how silly it sounds.

“It’s definitely unique!” Harry offers. I roll my eyes and scan over the rest of the article.