My Principal. (H.S.)

Chapter 6.

THE SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER IS
'How Will I Know' by Sam Smith.

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Patrick comes over for the evening, we end up watching 'The Mindy Project' and eat pizza.

After I decide to clean up the dishes and make some popcorn for me and Patrick, he's decided to camp with me tonight and I thank him like, a million times.

"So.. Mr. Styles." Patrick says with his eyebrow arched as he takes the bowl of popcorn from my hands, slipping some popcorn into his mouth.

My heart leaps as he mentions him, but a part of me is a nervous wreck.

"Yeah? What about him?" I ask him, trying to sound bold and confused on why he's asking about him, but I am actually very very nervous.

"How was he today?" He questions, leaning against the counter.

I take two cans of coke from the fridge, setting them down on the counter top.

"He was, uh well...... Quite enthralling, attractive, intimidating, and surprising." I bite down onto my bottom lip, then I suddenly snap back into reality and look up at Patrick as he just absorbed me call Mr. Franco attractive, Patrick has a huge grin plastered onto his face.

Damn it.

"Oh my gosh! I think Rainey-Raine Deer has a crush!" Patrick teases, I crinkle my nose.

"No, Patrick." I cringe, holding my hand up ; stopping him from saying anything further.

"C'mon Raine." Patrick whines.

"C'mon what?" I say, "I do not like him." I lie, grabbing some popcorn, chewing quietly.

"You can tell me anything, Raine." Patrick says.

I know I could ; Patrick isn't the type to go tell all of your secrets once you tell him about them, he is a nice guy. I just can't bring myself to admitting my liking of Mr. Styles. Only in my mind and on paper will I admit it.

"I know Pat, let's just stop talking about it." I say, changing the subject.

Patrick nods in agreement, not wanting to push it with the Mr. Styles thing.

After me and Patrick watch two movies, rant and rant about girls at our shitty school then I head to bed, Patrick sleeps in the guest bed room.

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During lunch I decide to do some research on The Holocaust, I finished my poster board I just need to edit and top off my paragraph then I'm done.

I type into the computer, looking at tragic pictures and results of The Holocaust, I hold back the tears that want to stream down my cheeks from the sadness and loss of The Holocaust.

After finishing my paragraph I print it and put it neatly into my binder, I smile as the bell rings. Just in time, I think.

I walk down the crowded hallway, all the way to my next class, History.

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"Remember we have a test tomorrow, class ; so remember to study." Mrs. Tina says, writing on the board.

The bell rings and I stand up, quickly walking out of the classroom.

I make my way too Mr. Styles's office, excitement and worry bubbling inside of me as I get closer.

I step into the office, sitting myself down onto the chair. My cursing goes unnoticed as I accidentally drop my 'Jane Eyre' book onto the ground, I bend over to hastily pick it up, sighing.