They can't know about us - Harry Styles fan fiction.

A new start.

I stared up at my dad as he pushed my out of the car, I looked around nervously as girls with big, badly self-dyed hair and make-up plastered on began strutting up the school-steps. ''Dad'' I said clinging onto him like a baby ''its different here, skirts aren't knee-length'' I said nervously glancing down at my own long, baggy thing ''everyone wheres make-up and there is no ties or blazers, I want to go back to St. Beauforts!'' I pleaded with a hint of annoyance. ''Abigail your mother and I don't like sending you to a public school either but we have to cut down or we will lose everything'' he said trying to coax me into going. I sighed snatching the school bag off him and blinking back the tears. ''I don't know anyone'' I muttered turning around but dad had already began driving away. I gulped looking up at the big, black, bleak building towering over me. The sky looked grim everything was dark except for the people. A girl turned round raising her big, painted on eyebrows. She gave me an annoyed pout before trotting off with her friends. I pushed my straight, boring brown hair and tucked it behind my ears. I slowly started walking towards the entrance before I was interuppted as a gang of boys stood sturdily infront of me. A boy with brown curly hair and emerald green eyes blinking at me. He gave me a cocky grin. ''Ain't seen you around before'' he began to say. ''I...Uh'' I stuttered. The gang of boys around him sniggered. ''Harry give her the pick-up line Harry!'' they all began shouting staring up at this tall boy like he was their leader. I stepped back but the boy caught my arm gripping on to it. I glanced up towards the school trying to pull away. He stepped closer to me my nose nearly touching his chest, I looked up blinking and gulping my body going into panic mode as I frantically tried to pull away unsure of this whole situation. He gripped tighter grabbing both of my forearms disabling me from moving anywhere. He leaned in closer to my ear ''If you were my homework, I'd do you on the table, the thing is, I don't do my homework'' he grinned winking at me. All the boys began spluttering with laughter. The boy who I made an educated guess was called Harry instantly let go of my arms as they swang into my legs. White rings from his strength began fading as I staggered away from him as they carried on laughing. I kept running before reaching the school doors and glanced over my shoulder to see them getting told off by a teacher. 

I didn't have time to worry about that, I had my next challenge of public school. Finding my first lesson.