Chapter 12.

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Woke up the next morning, same routine, but I felt happier. I was going to hang out with Harry again. I smiled to myself like an idiot after putting on a plain white top and black denim shorts, throwing on my favorite black jacket and black converse shoes. I gave my hair a quick comb, grabbed my keys off the kitchen counter and brisked walked to school.

Since my timetable today was the same as Monday's one, my first period was history. I expected to see Harry and Kathy smooching up a storm or something but what I saw when I stepped into class was rather surprising.

Harry was sitting there, reading his history book, ALONE. Kathy usually ditched me in the morning to go to school with Harry since they couldn't spend anytime together after school because Kathy wanted to spend time with me. But this was surprising.

"Hey Hazza, where's Kathy?", I asked him.

His head shot up, giving me a toothy grin. "Hey Sam! Thank god you're here, I was so lonely. I don't know, when I called her she said she would be running late."

That's weird. Even if Kathy was late she would always ask Harry to wait for her.

"Oh then let's just wait for her." Harry and I talked and talked for what seemed like forever until Kathy ran into class in the last minute before the bell rang. She looked like a mess. Her hair was all over the place, her make up was not on point like usual and her clothes were crumpled.

"Kathy what happened to you!? You look like a mess!", I asked shocked.

"Yeah I know. I woke up late that's all."

She sat down in her seat next to Harry, not even acknowledging his presence. The first thing she did was re-apply her make up and fix her hair. After a minute she looked like her normal self.

"Hey babe sorry about that.", she said, giving Harry a quick kiss before turning to me. "And I'm sorry about yesterday.", she said giving me a big hug before our history teacher walked in.

"It's alright," I replied.

"Okay everyone take your seats, we'll be...", the bald teacher in front of us said, but I already zoned out, I was sitting behind Harry and Kathy, watching Kathy give Harry secret kisses when the teacher turned around to write something on the board. If only it was me instead of Kathy. But something was a bit off about Harry today... He was squirming away from Kathy, it almost seemed like he didn't want to kiss her back.

What are you talking about Kathy? Harry is madly in love with Kathy. I said to myself, highly doubting my thoughts.

After a horrible and annoying lesson of history, the bell finally rang, and let me tell you it was music to my ears.

HARRY'SPOV

Honestly, I'm starting to get annoyed with Kathy. I don't feel that connection anymore. I feel like she just wants me for my looks. I don't think she's actually in love with me. She kept kissing me during history and I really just wanted to pay attention. I thought if I squirmed away she would stop, but that didn't seem to stop her. I just hope nobody noticed.

"RINNNNNGGGG", the bell rung, and let me tell you it was music to my ears.

SAMANTHA'S POV

I was packing my stuff when Kathy came up to me nudging my shoulder, "Heeyyyyy, sorry about yesterday, but we can meet up again today! 7pm at the park?" she said smiling at me.

"Yeah sure !", I said, excited I could actually spend time with her.

"Okay see ya later! Harry let's... Where did Harry go?", she said looking around the rather empty room.

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