His Favourite Student (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 5: Awkward...

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Eleanor's POV

   So far, it had been ten minutes, and I was still wandering the halls. I had absolutely no idea where the stupid office was, and class started in-

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   The bell rang, signalling the end of the lunch period. I groaned to myself. I ended up deciding that I'd go to class and just wait for someone to call me down... Then I realized that I didn't know what the next period classroom was, let alone what my next class even was. I honestly felt like ripping my own hair out, without Jade I was completely lost. Then again, I never wanted to move here in the first place, so therefore if I did get in trouble for being late or whatever shit, my mum was to blame. Yup, thanks mum!

   I decided to just walk around until I found Jade, but with the size of the school, I doubted that I'd find her in time. I did think about calling her, but since lunch was over, I didn't want to get her in trouble for having a phone in class. So that idea was a bust. Suddenly, I felt a body crash into mine as I turned a corner. I fell on the ground with a loud thud, my head hit the ground hard causing me to groan in pain. 

   What is with everyone and causing me pain today? Do I have the word, 'masochist' written on my forehead, or something? I thought to myself.

   "So sorry, I didn't mean to- Oh, hello again, Eleanor."

   I honestly didn't know whose voice it was because all I could hear was ringing. I must have hit my head really hard because everything around me was spinning.

   "You don't look to well." The voice said again.

   I shook my head a few times; my version cleared up, but I could still hear the ringing sound. I looked up to be met with a familiar pair of eyes. Mr.Tomlinson was crouched down beside me with a worried look upon his attractive face. What the fuck, I should honestly stop thinking about his appearance, and focus more on the fact that I might have a freakin' concussion!

   That's when I realized that I was probably staring at him like a mindless zombie. But it wasn't really my fault though because it seemed like he was the only thing I could see clearly, everything else was all blurry. After a few more minutes, I finally managed to get up, with the help of... the wall. Everything was fine now, except for the fact that I felt a little dizzy. I glanced at Mr.Tomlinson who was still looking at me with concern.

   "I'm fine." I mumbled, but he didn't seem convinced.

   "You look like you had the wind knocked out of you." He replied,

   "That's because I did." I said sarcastically, but quickly regretted my words.

   I expected Mr.Tomlinson to get angry, and tell me that I was disrespecting a teacher, but instead he just smirked at me. But his smirk left almost as soon as it came.