~Aria's POV~
"Miss Matthews, I need you to sit somewhere else." Mrs. Andrews yelled.
"Why?" I played dumb, I knew why.
"Because you're throwing spitballs at Richard." Her face was red. And when I mean red, I mean red as a tomato.
"No, I'm throwing spitballs at Retarded Richard." I smirked at her.
"Go sit next to Mr. Styles NOW!" She yelled. I looked at Harry. He was smirking. Cocky jerk.
"God,you don't have to be such a bitch." I said under my breath. I took my bag and sat next to Mr. Oh-I'm-So-Popular-I-Can-Get-Any-Girl.
Harry turned to me,still smirking.
"Hey,Aria." He said,annoyingly.
I stayed quiet. There is no way I'm talking to him.
He scooted closer to me and smiled.
"I said 'Hi'," He repeated. I rolled my eyes and scooted away.That didn't stop him. He rested his arm around my shoulder. I grabbed his arm and shoved it off me.
"Oh,feisty. I like girls who play hard to get," He commented.
I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Mr.Styles,please be quiet." Mrs.Andrews said,sweetly.
What?!?! So I get treated like dirt and he gets treated like a king. I glanced suspiciously between Mrs.Andrews and Harry. They're probably fulfilling each other's needs.
The thought made me gag. Mrs.Andrews is like 30 something years old. Harry is only 17. That's just nasty.
"What's wrong with your face?" Harry asked. Was he insulting me?
"No,I'm not insulting you, why is your face like that?"
"Because,I'm sitting next to you." I pulled another disgusted face.
He chuckled and scooted closer,now he was basically on my seat! I took defense methods: I shoved him and he fell facefirst with a loud thud. I kicked him then sat back down.
"Mr.Styles,what are you doing on the floor?"
"Oh,nothing." He got up,fixing his blazer. Why didn't he snitch on me like those annoying Barbies do?
"I was just testing gravity,it still works." Harry declared,receiving a couple of laughs from the class.
"Settle down. Now back to discussing the perpetual motion..." I blanked out.
-20 minutes later-
I was texting Jamie when my name was called.
"What?" I asked,raising an eyebrow.
"Can you repeat what I just said?" Mrs.Andrews challenged.
"Uh." I replied. Then Harry did the unexpected. He wrote everything she said on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I quickly read it out loud,receiving a suspicious glare from Mrs.
"Moving on," She declared.
"Thanks." I breathed.
"Did you just thank me?" He smirked.
"No, I thanked the invisible unicorn flying around the room." I said,sarcastically. He chuckled. The bell rang. I praised the Lord.
"Remember your homework is the worksheet." Mrs.Andrews yelled over the noise of students chatting.
I ran to my locker to collect my things for French,English,and Maths.
I slammed my locker shut and jumped when I saw Harry there.
"So,when do I pick you up?" He asked.
"Um,never." I answered.
He chuckled and added, " I'll pick you up at 7." He then walked off,joining his group of cocky jocks.
New story yay! I randomly wrote this in the bookstore. Yeh,so I hope you lot like it. Comment,follow,vote. You know it. ;)
