"Class, this is Harry" (Harry Styles Fan Fic)

"Class, this is Harry"

I'm Phoebe Carter, I'm 16 years old and live in a rural area in Wales. Wales is the land of rain, I'm not even joking. It almost rains constantly here. I'm good at school, just another average pupil. I didn't change for anyone. I was me.

"PHOEBE, GET UP, NO TIME FOR SLEEPING YOU HAVE SCHOOL"  My mother bellowed upstairs. Ok, ok, no need to remind me I had school. I wasn't a big fan of school but then again, I didn't hate it. I had my friends who were alwasy there for me. My favourite lessons were History, P.E and Maths. I have all these lessons on a Monday. It makes then slightly better that I have good lessons. The worst thing is that I sit next to a Horrible, tormenting troublemaker in Maths. I don't even understand why he's there. he can't do any of the work. He only copies off me. I HATE HIM.

"PHOEBE, THIS IS THE LAST TIME I AM CALLING YOU, NOW GET UP!" I dragged myself out of bed and towards my wardrobe to find today's uniform. Our uniform was decent, not too posh. Girls wore either black trousers of skirts (and black tights) and either  blouse or polo-shirt. Boys could wear black trousers, even though alot wear black chino's, and either a polo-shirt or Shirt. The tops were a light shade of blue that went well with the black bottoms. I rummaged through my wardrobe in search for my skirt. It wasn't a long skirt. It was a high waited skater skirt, I loved this. I eventually found it, hanging on a hanger near my polo-shirt. So I decided I'd wear thoose today and my fluffy Hollister hoodie. This hoodie was royal blue, I loved it.

I ran into the bathroom, Brushed my teeth and washed my face. Undressing from my PJ's and putting my uniform on. Before I did my hair I went to eat breakfast. My mother placed the two pieces of toast and a cup of coffee infront of me, as she went to get ready for work. She worked at the local hospital, so she wasn't home much and my dad? Well, no-one knows where he is. After my mother had my little sister, He left. never came back.

My little sister is 5 by the way, Her names Emma. She has blonde hair and brown eyes. She's adorable. She spends alot of time with my nan because of my mothers work, but I do see her often.

Anyway, I manged to eat my toast even though it was an obscene time in the morning. I always have to go to school early because my mam starts at 7:30am on Morning shifts and has to drop me off. So I have to get ready quickly.

I run upstairs in attempt to sort out my hair and do my make-up. I wore light make-up to school as otherwise you had detention. Only a little foundatioon and mascara was allowed. I looked throught my drawers in search for a hair band to tie my hair up with. Eventually finding one, I pull my hair up into a messy bun and place a few hair grips in for an extra messy look.

I walk over to my desk and look around for my books for today. I was so organised. Today I had; English, History *break* double math *lunch* Physics then finally P.E. I found them easily and looked for my maths homework. This was in my maths file. The file was orginally white, but I had doodled over it during my classes. I shout down the stairs;

"MAAAAAAAAAAAM! WHERE'S MY P.E KIT?"

"DOWN HERE" she replies. I run as fast as Usain Bolt down the stairs and into the living room, grab my P.E kit and go straight back upstairs.

"Time to go!" my mother shouts up the stairs, I grab my bag and leave my room. Picking up my iPhone and keys on the way out.

Hopefully today was going to be a good day. I loved having double Math, I was good at math.

Me and my mother got in the car. Emma was already at nans. My mother then told me that I had to walk home from school as she was working over-time. Great. My house is about 3 Miles away form school and it's autumn. So it's bound to rain. Lucky I have my umbrella in my bag. We quickly arrived at school. It was 7:15 and school starts in an hour. I decided I'd finish off my maths homework, that I didn't have chance to finish at home.

*DINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG* the bell rang. Wow, that hour went quick. I walked through the now crowded corridors to make my way to my register room, which was room 42. I sat alone as we were a group of 3 friends. i didn't really mind. I like time alone.

"Morning Class" the teacher almost sarcastically whined. Registration was about 20minutes long. I knew this was going to be a long twenty minutes as Mrs. Crabb, My form teacher ,was having a rant about uniform and make-up. She came around checking you. It was weird. She continued all around the class until there was a knock on the door....

The head mistress walked in with a boy behind her, great a new student. I hate talking to new people, They intimidate me.

"Class, this is Harry, Harry Styles." He stood infront of the class and smiled. Wow. I think I just changed my mind about new students.

"You can sit next to Phoebe" Said Mrs. Crabb, I swear she hates me. Harry walks over and sits down.

"Hello Phoebe....." he spoke, sending shivers up my spine.

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