avery → h.s

part twenty six

Today is the first day of high school.

I'm so excited! I have my hair ironed and my bestest outfit laying on my bed. Can't wait to put them on and ready to mingle! I'm very early right now, I don't even know why I'm so pumped up. Maybe because I've been waiting for this day since the entire winter break. Hope this upcoming year will be as good as I always want it to be.

All my love.

Clara! xo.

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Just arrived from school.

It's.... fine I guess. Nothing good happened. But I have a new friend named Avery! She was nice and kind of a loner. Even she wondered why a bitchy girl like me approached a girl like her. And I might have a crush on a popular guy.....

Clara! xo.

*****

Why hey! It's been a week.

Don't get mad at me. A lot of things happened.. so I talked to my crush. I haven't known his name yet, but we bumped to each other few hours ago. It was really an accident. Avery's barely even talk in class so I kinda have to warm her up before I tell her about my crush.

Clara! xo.

*****

The book ends there.

"H-how.." I stuttered to myself, all those times when we were freshmen coming back to my mind like a recorded video. Although it had been four years, I recall them. People says senior year have always been the best year in high school but I'm willing to bet that the first year is the best. That's why I remember every bits of it.

The question that keeps continue to wonder in my mind was, who was this guy she was talking about? And what does it has to do with Harry? I skimmed through the blank pages to look for another clue about this. It was dead end. Nothing else was there.

My left hand instinctively lifts up the photo of Harry. His brown curls were short back then, along with his clear dimples and light crinkles in his eyes. His mouth broke into a mouthful grin. I couldn't help but think that this was really the perfect time to snap him a picture.

I couldn't help but think of how I miss to see his face light up like this.

A faint teardrop come down abruptly from my eyes, making its way to land in the preciously valuable picture before I could stop them. It was one, then come out another one and another until I had to cover my eyes with my hands to stop the cries. I let out a heartless laugh.

I didn't realize how helplessly I am to fell in love with Harry.

But that wasn't the reason to why I cry.

The most rational thing that could ever happen from then until now.. is that the guy Clara wouldn't shut up about in her diary was him. That the only one particular guy I've been attracted into since I entered high school.

Nevertheless, my own best friend couldn't love him. Could she..?

Problem is, I can't think of the time Clara ever bring the topic about her liking Harry. All I could think of was the time when she poured her heart to me by telling me she has a long distance relationship with her middle school friend, Tyler. That was all she told me when we were freshmen. Well.. not really but that's the main point of her love life.

She had her first kiss when she was in middle school. The guy remains anonymous until now, since Clara's cheek always turn into crimson red whenever I mention the topic. I suppose she can never get her mind of her first kiss. Well who am I kidding. My first kiss was with Harry Styles, and boy can I ever get enough of that.

At our sophomore year, Clara with her ex boyfriend Joe.. no James? Whoever starts with J, were making out near the janitor room and I think it's because teenage hormones nowadays are increasing rapidly in an intense they decided to take it to another level. That was her first and after then she couldn't stop herself to fuck with literally every hot guys in our school without even make herself as their girlfriend. She's hot and pretty, who wouldn't want to get attached with her?

I breathe in loudly, enough to make my rambling thoughts going off my mind. Clara is a perfect figure I get it. Everybody loves her. Even my mom loves her. So I think I can manage to prepare for the worst scenario in this case.

Without thinking back, I twist the door knob on Clara's private door, only to see a blank wall painted in black. I enter the secluded area hesitantly, if I get caught my life will be doomed. Where is the light switch? It's really dark in here, even if it's still midday. Damn. Since when do Clara likes the color black? I get that this is a secret room and all but seriously? Black? Who would've paint their room black of all things? I mean no offense, but it's too scary and far from my liking.

My phone shine in flashlight after a while, thank God I downloaded the app not long ago. I look up to see that I need to enter a passcode on the right side. I click my tongue and my feet tap the ground rhytmically in panic. What's the passcode?! I'm aware that she always set her passcode on her phone with her birthday but could she be that oblivious to..

Fuck.

It opens.

I'm in the middle of a daze where I should've been guilty for intruding someone's, well in this case my best friend, property and confusion as to why anyone like Clara choose to set their passcode like this. Either way, there's no going back now, all Clara's secret will be revealed and I have the answer to my biggest question about her crush when we were in junior year.

I took a deep breath.

Shit, it feels so wrong to intrude someone's property.

Right when I'm about to twist the doorknob, the other door from Clara's door bursts open abruptly in loud thud, making me frozen in place with my hand on the doorknob and my eyes widen in fear.

Suffice it to say I'm completely screwed.

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hi fellas.. what up?

damn im so awkward. big sorry for those who sticks to my story even though i probably entitled as the worst author of the year. idk it feels like a decade since i updated, and i cant even think of the way to make it up to you guys.

i love you all for reading my story. i really do.

and its not just meaningless sayings from an author like me but i really do hope we could talk and ya know.. be friends.. laugh together..

JUST REALIZE HOW CREEPY THAT SOUNDS

but you got the point right? anyway just kik me anytime my usern is directioned.

i get so easily mad these days. with zayn leaving the band (sorry for bring this up) and now, apparently, people hating liam for being honest to the public and boo him at the concert. I MEAN WTF. YOU DID NOT JUST SPENT YOUR MONEY ON TICKET CONCERTS TO BOO ON HIM.

this is niall's 22nd birthday ffs. why dont we all take a chill pill to celebrate and be happy for once from all the dramas sigh