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First days and impressions

All I do is win - DJ Khaled
" all I do is win win win no matter what, got money on my mind I can never get enough and every time I step up in the building everybody hands go up...and they stay there"

Harry's POV

The first day of school was always fun for me. I know what your thinking: "What kind of person enjoys the end of summer vacation?"
Well when you put it that way yeah it sucks I guess. But summer never usually ended for me. My family and I still took trips throughout the school year, and all the kids like adored me so I never felt lonely.

Did I ever feel bad for getting everything I ever wanted? Sometimes but rarely. I was popular, I was rich, and any girl would drop their panties for me at any given second. My friends and I usually had good grades could always hang out and all the other kids treated is like kings. We were kings. We were royalty and everything every guy wanted to be, and every girl wanted to have.

My life was perfect, nothing was missing. This was my first day of senior year and it was gonna rock. I turn to see my best friends all hanging by our spot next to the cafeteria vending machine. Everything they were doing as I looked on at them looked so predictable.

Louis: arms around 2 really hot blonde chicks. Niall: shoving his face with a sandwich in one hand, and holding a half eaten brownie in the other. Obviously he was taking turns. Liam: holding the hand of his newest girlfriend. Looking at her like she was the only girl alive. He was probably cheating on her like all my friends do with their girls. Some other girls crowded around and giggled nonstop. I went over and said my hellos, got my fist bumps and friendly back punches. "So how much you get this summer Styles?" Niall asked me with a wink. "Went down to California so you know...I don't actually keep track cuz that's really fucked Niall but believe me I never went without." "Ooooh shits" and "dayyums" erupted from them like it was a shock that I got any. Not gonna lie that pissed me off. I probably got more than all those shit heads did this summer alone.

"Well I'd love to stay and chat with you dipshits but I have to go pretend to be nice to some freshman fucker. See you in class...maybe haha." I said with a wink. Cuz I was feeling some real senioritis coming on. My dad was paying for me to go to some fancy rich boy school anyway so who gives a fuck if I do anything this school year. I don't have to work for or earn shit.

I walk towards the lobby where I was supposed to be meeting some freshman and showing them around. I really didn't fucking feel like it but whatever she was the only girl standing in the freshman section where we were supposed to meet them. Guess I was late but oh well.

"Hey you must be..." I trailed off what was this chicks name? I checked my paper. "Elizabeth Johnson ." I looked at her. She looked like a typical girly girl she wore a sparkling white shirt with a half cut light pink sweater. And a mid thigh puffed up floral print skirt. Her blonde hair was curled and in a high  pony-tail. She had on light makeup with bright pink sparkly lip gloss. Shiny dark pink sandals on her feet. Honestly if I had to compare her to anything it would be a Barbie . A small nervous looking Barbie.

"Umm yeah....hi that's me." She said in this meek barely audible voice that I had to strain to catch a word from. "Hey I'm Harry and I'll show you where your classes and shit are at. Can I see your schedule real quick?" She quickly pulled out a (could've bet on it) pink binder with (yup right again) sparkles covering the entirety of its mass. Though she pulled it out so quickly and her hands must have been shaking so much she spilled it's contents all over the hall. I looked at her face and it turned a deep fire truck red. She speedily tried to pick up everything at once, but continued to drop things. I knew in order to get this over with I'd have to help, so I begrudgingly bent down and picked up her papers and handed them to her.

I found her schedule in the mess and looked at it. Her 1st class was honors English 9. She had Miss Totelini too she was great. Just out of college when I was a freshmen, she was super hot. I mean she still is but to a 15 year old boy she was as hot as it could get. She was super fun, always showed a nice bit of boob with her low cut shirts, and always wore tight fitted thigh skirts that shaped that nice ass of hers perfectly. "I see you have Miss Hotty."

She had a confused look on her face. Alright well her class is right up those stairs on the left side number 269." I proceeded to give her directions to all her other classes and write them down on her schedule. Yes I actually gave her the right directions I'm not that mean. After I showed her where to go all day, I was ready to take off. "Alright well that should get you through the day. Good luck."

I was turning to leave as she said "Thanks so much I um r-r-really appreciate your help." As she was saying it she turned 50 different shades of red. "Yeah I kind of have to so. See you around Elaine." At least I think that was her name. I just kinda guessed I didn't care to remember if that was her real name. I was off to my first class as a senior. I'm probably gonna skip.