Hurt

Chapter 1

I sit in my desk, my longs legs sprawled out in front of me. I have my hands in my hair and my elbows resting on my desk. My hands are basically keeping my head from hitting the desk, and I'm desperately trying to stay awake. I CAN'T fail this class.

I look over at the clock sleepily, delighted to see that it's nearly 9:20, which is the end of first period.

Up at the front, Mr. Connors drones on, and his voice sounds muffled to me. Must be because I've gotten so good at tuning him out.

My book lays open in front of me, but all I've written is note. None of the textbook work has been done. Who needs that crap anyway?

Finally the bells rings. I flip my book shut, and swipe them all up into my hand. I walk out the door silently celebrating.

The rest of second period goes by much like the first. Civics doesn't interest me, and neither does Ms. Vergara. Besides, she's basically bipolar so I kind of just sit there and stare at her without really seeing her and she thinks I'm paying attention. Later when I have to do work, I just copy off of Joey beside me and I get full credit.

Simple.

Finally I can go to lunch at 10:45. I walk quickly to my locker and dump my books carelessly onto the bottom. I slam the door shut and walk to the atrium. The atrium is basically this big giant room at the front of the school, with this grand staircase, big high ceilings, huge windows and wooden beams holding the ceiling up. (The school is about 300 years old but they've done some work. The atrium is the only part of the original building left.)

Peoples voices bounce of the walls and ricochet around the room, making it sound like there is constant chaos. I make my way through throngs of people, looking for my friends. I find them standing by the door, oggling at some girls. I join them.

"That one's fit," Niall indicates the small strawberry blond girl with the freckles.

"Freckles? Really?" I ask surprised. Normally Niall goes for the tiny blonds.

"Yeh. She's a beaut," Niall says gruffly.

I cock my head and study her. She is standing, talking animatedly with a group of other girls. I've seen her in the halls but I've never really looked at her until now. Her hair is wavy, and ends in the small of her back. It's true, she has freckles, but they suit her. They are sprinkled across her nose like little stars. Her eyes are such a strange grey blue colour, it's difficult to say what the exact shade is. She has full pink lips kind of like mine, and the corners of her eyes crinkle when she smiles. She's wearing a baggy sweatshirt with a pair of black leggins. Her tights show off a pair of long muscular legs. She stands like she knows who she is, like she has no problem with herself. It strikes me as attractive.

"Harry likes her!" Zayns says in his goofy indian accent that he does when he is being weird. He elbows me in the ribcage. I slap him away, still looking at the girl.

"I'm gonna go invite her to the party tonight," Andy says. Andy tends to be more smooth with girls out of the lot of us. He's probably had the most hookups out of all of us. And the least relationships. But none of us have had very many of those anyways.

He walks over to her and touches her elbow. She looks up at him with her eyebrows raised. Andy leans down and says something with a mischevious grin. The girl raises an eyebrow and does this crooked smile and rolls her eyes. Andy laughs and says something else. She nods and turns back to her friends who are looking at her with wide eyes. They're all very nice looking, but we've never talked to them. They're not out 'type'.

Andy comes back over looking pleased with himself.

"She and all her friends are coming," he says looking at me.

I nod trying to look like it's no big deal. But really I'm kind of excited.

"Gonna get some Harry?" Liam says winking at me.

"Ah piss off," I say shoving him playfully.

I look over at the girl and she's looking at me.