Standing Up. Finally. **1d isnt famous yet**

First day of a new life. I suppose. I have changed myself over summer. I use to be the lame, fat ass who was know as a nerd or geek. but not anymore I refuse to let that happen this year. I use to have medium length dark brown hair that matched my eyes. My skin color was a lighter brown. I have faint freckles and grand canyon dimples. I know. 'You sound beautiful' but that's not how I felt. I weighed 180 in 11th grade. I'm only about 5'5 so it seemed huge. I lost 50 pounds over summer. Its a lot but I didn't starve my self. I took boxing classes and worked out every day. With a few friends of course. But I bet you're wandering ' Why would she need to feel this way, to feel like she should chance her self ' I'll tell you why. I Laya Straight was bullied for the past four years. By these five lads named Niall, Zayn, Louis, Liam and worst of all Harold. Or I think he goes by Harry now. I absolutely love how its 5:30 am and I have about another half hour til I need to get up. Maybe an early rise would be good. It is the first day and I have to be ready at 7:09 so Hannah can get me. Oh woe, let me introduce Hannah. Hmmm, well her and I have been attached at the hip since first grade. She has long red hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wears very light make up not that she even needs it. She is naturally beautiful. And I love everything about her. She can do no wrong in my eyes,. Okay Get up. Now, Laya Marie don't talk back to.... yourself get up. I finally realize I'm talking to myself and need mental help.... Naah, just get up. I trudge over to my dresser. I know, most girls would have picked out their out fit the night before but I was too busy being lazy duh. So I pull out a pair of pastell pink skinny a pastell pink crop top with the infinite sign on it a white tank and matching toms. I pull my out fit on and look in my full length mirror I finally feel beautiful. Somewhat. I go to my bathroom and apply light white sparkle eye powder liquid eyeliner mascara and light gloss. Shoot how is it seven already. Glad I go up early. My hair is naturally straight so I just pull my bangs over while putting my iPhone into my pocket and grabbing my book bag waiting for me on my door nob. As I quickly walk down stairs I pick up my lunch money and house key and walk out. Just in time I guess Hannah arrives and rolls down her jeeps window "Get in loser were going shopping" she quotes from ' Mean Girls ' Me and her use to always I mean ALWAYS watch that movie to gather. I just smile and skip to her car and slide in clicking on my seat belt. "Seat belts so we can be safe" I quote from Dora! What?? Don't judge.! "So are you nervous to... ya know. See Harry an the twats." she questions looking a me then back to the road. "Nope. I took boxing, well WE took boxing and there is nothing to be nervous about hopefully they won't even notice us, or at least want pay any attention to us" I say confidently. "that's my girl. too bad were here. I'm glad we have all classes to gather." She says cheerfully. That's another thing I love about Hannah she always sees the bright side of any situation. And I'm grateful of that. Like hen my dad abandoned me my sister mum and I she just said 'now there is more food to go around' Gotta love Hannah.. I hop out of her jeep and slide my phone out of the pocket of my Jean. and by bag onto my shoulder. Now that were out I can see Hannah's adorable out fit. She is in a Blue and white stripped shirt white caprees and white vans. I love he fashion sense. She helped me with my new look. Its mostly pastells. We walk to our lockers which is terrible considering her last name is 'Rae' mine is 'Straight' Harry's is 'styles' Louis' 'Tomlinson' Harry is standing at his locker looking around hesitantly. Shit his locker is right under mine. And Louis is beside it. Hannah's is on the other side. wow, I never noticed the way Hannah and Louis dressed alike until now. Hmph. Harry is wearing a white v neck t shirt and a grey blue blazer with dark jeans and white converse. Hannah and Louis are matching except he is wearing grey toms. I stride over to my locker and start putting in the combination. so dose Hannah. Harry looks at me closely "Sorry babe, this is a losers locker not a fit girl like yourself." He whispers just loud enough for me to hear. I roll my eyes in disgust and open the locker to success and throw everything in it but a pencil and four notebooks that's what they said we would need for the next two weeks. I look at Hannah who is ready as well. I shoot her a look that says Lets go, now. Harry stands in front of me with that disgustingly sexy smirk of his. shit what did I just say??? Nope not sexy. nah dawwg. "Sorry but I didn't catch your name." he says smiling. his adorable dimples indenting his cheeks, why do I keep doing that. shit shit shit. "You already know it." I say pushing past him grabbing Hannah's wrist to tug her along. "Did Harry just flirt with you? Do you think he remembers you" she asks a smile playing on her lips. "Hannah this isn't good. stop smiling you fool. He did and i don't think he remembers me I say walking into our first period Math, how wonderful. we sit next to each other. Harry walks in and spots the seat next to me as dose Liam his friend they both kinda race for it. I giggle to myself and shittledodah Harry's annoying ass wins. Liam fake pouts. and sits next to Harry. Harry looks at my top. Biting his lip he says. "Do you mind telling me your name now babe" he smirks at the end. "Haha, first off I'm not your babe. Second you'll find out sooner enough." I say turning towards the front. Where the hell is our teacher?. "Oh yeah, teacher always introduce new students" he chuckles. "Too bad I'm not new" I say just above a whisper. Before Harry could speak our teacher comes in. "Hello class" he greets his kind eyes skimming the room. "No new students I see" he says taking a seat. harry raises his hand. Mr. Russo rubs his temples. "Yes... Mr. styles" he says. "new student right here sir." he says motioning toward me I just laugh. "Hey Mr. Ru" I say turning from Harry to Mr. Ru as every one calls him instead of Russo. "No Sir Styles, thus is indeed Miss Laya straight" He says flashing us a warm genuine smile. "Harry turns to me and study my body in disbelief his jaw dropped as well as almost everyone in the class. I started to feel self conscious. I know I look good but once you're insecure you always will be.

*Boring as hell class with every Ines eyes on me most of the rime and Harry nit getting any of the math notes but just gawking at me in disbelief still*

When the bell rings I grab my stuff and wait for Hannah when she gets done I turn around and run Ito something hard............................? Harry.