Different.

5

Violet.
"Looks like we're locker buddies."

I tried to hold back my excitement as I heard the words come out of his mouth. Instead of flipping shit in front of him, I decided to smile instead.

"Damn it now I'm stuck with you." I teased.

He smirked at my feisty comment.

"I figured that was your dream or something. To be stuck with me."

I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Get over yourself Styles, you can't read my mind."

"Touché."

With a smirk playing on my lips, I turned my back towards him. Before I walked away I turned my head to face him.

"See ya in class. Well, if you don't ditch that is."

His dimples formed on his cheeks as he smiled. I began to walk in my next class, the first period of the day. I took my usual seat in the back, hoping not to bother anyone by taking their spots. Ali took a seat next to me, and smiled as she sat down.

I got through the most boring class of the day, some how, and second period eventually came. I looked forward to it, mainly because Harry would be in the class too. He makes everything fun, and somehow he made me look forward to English.

I put in my combination for my locker, and opened it. I grabbed the supplies that I would be needing, and turned around. I was on my way to the classroom, when I heard a familiar voice.

"Wait up."

I stopped and turned around to face Harry.

"You didn't think you could get away from me so fast, did you?"

"Well I was hoping for the best."

He chuckled to himself, as he opened the door for him and I to enter. He followed me to the back of the room, and took a seat in the row next to me. The teacher came in shortly after that, and started the daily lecture that you don't expect to hear from most English teachers.

"I swear, if I catch anymore of you kids making out in the janitors closet it's going to be an automatic suspension." He said very angrily.

Everyone laughed quietly to theirselves, trying not to infuriate the angry man anymore.

"You all think this a joke, huh? But one day when you get old like me, and wish that you would have not abused the point of school. School is to learn, not to be all over your boyfriend."

I felt a tap on my shoulder once the teacher turned around and started to write on the board. I jerked my head, meeting Harry with his long arm out handing me paper.

God, is he on his period or something?

I let out a small laugh, fortunately no one noticed.

What crawled in his trousers? I wrote.

I stuck my hand back and gave him the note. Seconds later I heard light chuckling behind me, but then it became silent once again as I assume he was writing something. Less that a minute later, I smiled mentally as I felt the familiar tap on my shoulder.

He's probably just pissed that high schoolers can get some, but he can't.

I let out a huge laugh, causing everyone to look over at me. I nearly had a heart attack when I heard the teacher's voice angrily speak.

"Miss Evans, would you like to share with the class what is so funny?"

I gulped.

"I just um remembered something that happened last week."