The Beginning • Book One • A Kit Harington Fanfiction

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I still can't get over how different Kit looks. I must have been away with the fairies because the next thing I knew I was being tackled off my chair. My best friend Kailyn had walked into the class and took advantage of the fact I was in dream world; she had proceeded to rugby tackle me to the ground. I could hear Kit crying with laughter and struggling for breath but all I could see was a mass of platinum blonde curly hair. I pushed Kailyn off of me and she made a quick gesture with her eyes towards Kit.

I sat down in my seat and Kailyn sat across from me, Kit was still mopping up the tears that were falling down his face. I scowled at him and that made it even worse.

"Well at least I'm not the only person that cried today" I stated towards him, referring to my mascara dilemma from maths. That immediately shut him up.

I heard Kailyn giggle towards us as Kit returned a scowl. By this point our teacher had entered and we began taking our books out. My hair fell down each side of my face but out of the corner of my eye I could see Kit looking at me with a smile on his face. What was happening to me.

Kit's P.O.V

I couldn't help but look at her and smile. She made me happy, and she made me laugh which takes some going. I think she caught me staring at her because she didn't look at me for the rest of the lesson. She was soo beautiful. She didn't appreciate how gorgeous she was, I knew she felt like she was lower in the ranks because of who she is friends with: but that wasn't the case. All the girls she was friends with were your stereotypical beautiful girls. They had long hair, big boobs, skinny, liked to get it on with about a hundred different boys at parties, but they had no personality. Don't get me wrong Kailyn was different, but she knew how I felt about Ally