𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝑷𝒊𝒏𝒌 (𝑳𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆)

2.

HARRYs POV
(Trigger warning, Language! There are a few offensive words, so prepare:)))

After I had finished fixing up my locker, i decided to go head to class so maybe i could get there before everyone else and get a good seat as well as get to know the teacher a bit.

When i entered my Chemistry class there was a tall, skinny man in there. I was assuming it was the teacher.

I knocked on the door before entering.

"Oh good morning!" The teacher said

I smiled at the skinny man in front of me. "Hello, i'm Harry. I'm new here.." I said.

"Oh i can tell. Your accent is beautiful, harry. I'm Mr. Stevenson, but students usually just call me Mr S. You can find a seat wherever you'd like." He grinned at me and nudged me to sit.

"Thanks" I replied as i made my way to the very back of the class room, i sat in the right corner seat on the end of the last row of desks.

I pulled my notebook out of my bag as well as a pack of colored pens and highlighters.

The bell finally rang again after a few minutes.
A flood of people came rushing into the class room, finding themselves a seat.

A some-what shorter guy sat right beside me. He had a mix of blonde and brown hair.

I looked over at him and nodded.

"Hi!!! I'm niall! What's your name? Oh my god i love your outfit" Niall exclaimed very excitedly with a big smile across his face.

His excitement took me aback a bit. I was not expecting that. Most of the time when guys see me, they turn on their heels to run away as fast as they could, as if i was some type of human disease.

"uh... i'm Harry. nice to meet you, Niall. And thank you" I replied back after a second of hesitation.

"Oh your accent! Where are you from?" Niall asked.

"I'm from the UK, but i recently moved here because my mom remarried, sadly." I rolled my eyes and smiled a bit.

"That's so cool! Well, welcome to Cali! And welcome to Knolewood High! What grade are you in?" Niall asked as he got his things out of his bag and placed them neatly onto his desktop.

"Thank you and thank you. I'm a junior, you?"

"Oh cool! I'm a junior too. I was a bit worried i'd be the only junior in here" Niall laughed.

As Niall and I were talking. a loud thud sounded the room. It was a group of guys busting into the class room.
I rolled my eyes and looked down at my phone.

"Mr S!!! Back at it again for the third time! They always said, third times a charm right?!". a voice echoed across the class room. It sounded familiar. All too familiar.

"Yeah yeah, go sit down" The teacher said when the boy and his friends laughed.

I looked up slowly to see my stepbrother. God! I can't catch a break. I already see him enough as it is, and now in a class?

I sighed and rolled my eyes as him and his group made their way through the rows of desks.

"Yoooo, look at the new kid." A boy with darker hair, who had an olive tent skin color said.

I ignored the idiots around me and turned my attention to Niall.

"I'm already regretting my life choices" I whispered.

I looked up to meet Louis' gaze. I rolled my eyes at him then looked at niall who was trying to get my attention.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing, who are they?" I looked at the group of guys in the room, who had made their way to the middle of the class room, sitting down.

"Oh them? That's the football team. They're absolute jerks, everyone calls them L-L-Z. Which stands for Liam, Louis and Zayn." Niall scoffed.

I nodded and looked towards them.

I could hear the little remarks they were making, as if they didn't know how to whisper or simply just didn't care if anyone heard.

"Yo, is that a girl or a boy?!" Liam exclaimed questionably.

"Looks like a dude to me" Zayn commented.

"what a f*g" Liam laughed and nudged Louis arm. "am i right?"

The words stung like a bee, but that's nothing new. The words people would throw at me , would always hurt but i'd push those feelings down. far into my gut as much as i could. Just to act tough. I admit, i am a pretty tough person, but sometimes some things really do just hurt.

I seen Louis turn his head to look at me. His expression was blank.

I looked him in the eyes. Louis stayed silent for a second before turning his attention back to his friends.

"Totally. Mr. wanna be girl" Louis laughed.

I watched as him and his friends cut up, they were laughing and continued to make stupid jokes. I rolled my eyes and went to my notebook.

Each class was an hour and half long, and we'd only been here for about ten minutes. This was going to be magnificent!
I thought to myself as the teacher started talking.

My attention span was short sometimes, and today my brain thought it'd be a good idea to zone out.

I zoned out the whole class, by time i had regained focus , the bell had already rung and Niall was standing in front of me waving his hands in my face.

"Harry!" Niall screamed.

"Oh shoot, sorry" I stood up and walked out the class.

"Hey wait up!" Niall ran after Harry.

"What class do you have next?" Niall asked.

"English and Literature." I replied as i walked down the corridors to my locker.

"Oh dang it... Well, every junior and senior have lunch together, so i'll see you after this class. Meet here?" Niall grinned.

"Yeah sure, mate." I smiled at the boy as i unlocked my locker.

Niall walked off down the corridors and to his own class.

As i was putting my book into my locker, i heard footsteps approaching behind me.

"Yo! Skirts!" I heard a voice call out.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to see the three boys from before, standing in front of me.

"What?" i said.

The boys looked at each other before smirking, Louis nodded to the boys. It was like they were talking with their eyes.

The Zayn guy stepped closer to me. I could feel my face heating up and my heart starting to pace faster.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to step back.

"Well you see. Usually boys... boys don't wear things like this. Boys aren't meant for clothing like that, y'know?" Zayn smirked as he came closer to Me.

I breathed in some air before signing .
"And you do realize i don't care right? I don't care what you or your little peasant friends think. I'll wear whatever the hell i want, got it? So back off. or else." I shoved up against the zayn boy. Showing my more manly like side.
My jaw clenched up and my hand began to make a fist .

"Ouuu so scary!" Liam said in the background.

Zayn looked down at my hands and laughed. "Oh, what? you're gonna hit me? See, that's something a fag would never do. You're too pussy."

"Watch your mouth,or else." I said before brushing past him and hitting him with my shoulder.

I already hate it here. And i hate my mom for making me move here. I hate everything about this place. If only i had some way to just escape.

I made my way to my next class.