A Beautiful Mistake

Chapter 2: Should I?

Monday morning

I woke up at six as I usually do. I got out of bed showered wore my jeans and tee. I ate my breakfast and walked out

And I'm off to same old school. By same I mean boring normal painful nine hours of hell. As I walked up the corridor I saw a familiar boy wearing shades and a cap enter the principals office with his head bowed down

Wow this boy must be in big trouble

I went to my locker and found the same prank everyday a cockroach on top of my books.

Ugh when will they stop

I took my books and closed my locker and to be greeted with Tiffany the worlds greatest and biggest bitch she splashed very cold water on my shirt

"Oh sorry I meant it" she smiled evilly.

I sighed opened my locker and grabbed my jacket to cover up the spill only to find it covered with ants great another prank I sighed again and the person who I saw entering the principals office bumped me and I dropped my books

I bent over to get them.

"Sorry" he said

I though he said that sarcastically but no he bent down and helped me with my books he had curly hair that's all I could say I was surprised

"Thank you?" I said awkwardly and turned my back

Usually people who 'accidentally' bump me would step my books and even my hand. Painful life isn't it

maybe he's new maybe that's why he went to the principals office hopefully he won't have a bad time as me good luck to him. But who would be new at this time of year. Wait he's going out probably not a student

I went to my first class witch was art I was seventeen. most of the students here was in the higher level so I wasn't bullied here as much as my other classes I saw the same person I bumped earlier went inside. Our teacher approached him

"Excuse me can I help you"

"I'm actually here to make an announcement I have permission from the principal"

"Go on" she said

"There's this girl who bumped to my friend last Saturday her name was Jazz she was wearing a blue skirt a sleeveless top and had a camera. If know or are her please go there this Saturday the same place you two met please bring proof"

Wait wait wait did he talk about me wow I thought to myself this only means one thing. that's freakin harry styles oh my god. I'm telling you I almost sank in my chair and screamed or fainted

Niall wants to see me again should I

NO, Jazz he won't believe you you're ugly and what proof do you have

At least the people here don't address me as Jazz. Only my relatives call me that. people call me names such as geek nerd dork and other painful words.

As much as I wanted to talk back and tell them what they will never know, No I won't stoop down to their level never

Lunch time....

I usually eat lunch alone while being thrown food and other things

But today was different they weren't paying attention to me instead they talked about that mystery girl. Most them noticed it was harry styles

"I want to be her"

"I hate her"

"She's ugly I hope"

Were the only things I heard and it was really getting to me

Hah they were still paying attention to me and they don't know it. Okay that was creepy

The rest if the day was the same spider on my table slime on my chair death treats nah boring when will they stop

I went jumpy inside as the bell rang

As I walked up the corridor I saw the details about the mystery girl on the freedom board. I stopped and read the paper it had the same thing written on it

It was making me want to go but I can't if I do I might fall and break again

I saw some girls smirk at me

"Why would you have to do with that you're ugly, hopeless and no one would even dare to look at you you're just being stupid, dork" she said in my face

They never really did know my name

I walked away from them. I walked home to my enormous house and to my room

I turned on the tv as if on cue the same thing was on the news. Ok this was making me guilty. Should i go or not? i asked myself. I turned the television off and plugged my music and shuffled it

"you're insecure don't know what for" I plugged my earphones out and turned on the light. Only instead of the light in my room, the lamp beside my dresser turned on as if some force was making me go.

I saw the picture on my dresser I forgot I got mom to give me a hard copy of all my pictures yesterday

I went to the bathroom to see the clothes my mom picked out for me why won't this stop it was my one direction T-shirt

"Fine I'm going you happy!" I yelled in defeat

The rest of the week was pretty awkward. less pranks less hurtful words

Everybody's attention was to the mystery girl, guessing who she was

only do they know the last person they could even think about was the girl they've been searching for which was me

It was Friday night I had picked out my outfit for tomorrow which was a pair of shorts a t shirt and a yellow vest and rubber shoes I decided to use my glasses knowing many girls would be there including Tiffany

I hope Niall really remembers me because the only proof I have was the picture. Not even my face was enough

I placed the picture in my bag

And decided to bring my camera incase I see something

Niall's POV

It's Friday I am picking out my outfit for tomorrow. Should I wear this one? No. This one! I said grinning at the same thing I was wearing last time

I hope she's smart enough to come I hope she does

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Edited: May 30, 2013

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