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Jadyn's POV
We arrived in London early Sunday morning and was greeted by a busy airport. Niall was in Ireland so Caitlyn and I rode in a taxi in absolute silence for the ride back to our apartments. I missed London and was happy to be back. I also didn't realized I had missed California, but surprisingly I missed London more. Once we arrived back to our flats and we were in front of our doors I waved to Caitlyn tiredly and walked in, shut the door, locked it, walked to my bedroom, changed into warm pajamas, and fell asleep.
It was good to be home.
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Later that week, on Friday, I heard a yell of my name and found my Writing I teacher Mr. Harrison waving to me. I walked over to him and he smiled at me.
"I am so glad I caught you before you left Ms. Mattson, I have a proposition for you," he said as I looked at him.
"About?" I asked confused.
"Your writing is great Jadyn, I know you work so well at it, I want you to get an A in my class. I usually do not hand out A's in my class. But I know you deserve it so here is my proposition for you. I want you to do the best you can on your last essay...The essay on Harry Styles on what he taught you. I want you to do the BEST, picture it as a life or death situation. Put your heart and soul into this paper. If it is the best you can do and I will know, I will give you the A you deserve," Mr. Harrison said.
Taken back by his proposition I stared at him, "Why?" I asked.
"I had a change of heart, I don't know if you know this but Sarah, Eleanor Calder's best friend, is my granddaughter. She was talking to me about Harry the other day and might of mentioned you. I talked to her and when she talked to me about Harry she talked about how great he was but I realized in your papers you did not put any opinion in any of them, you had the writing of a writer, and I realized you were the most talented writer I have ever had in my class, which I tell you is a lot," Mr. Harrison said.
"Oh. Wow," I said speechless.
"So what do you say Ms. Mattson? The best you can do? And recieve an A?" he asked.
Thinking of all my options I smiled and said, "Mr. Harrison, you have yourself a deal."
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Looking at my computer several nights later, a week before my classes were over and this paper was due I tried to think of everything Harry had taught me. There was so much! And this paper wasn't going to get anywhere because this was the hardest thing I had ever done!
He had shown me the real side of him.
He had taught me how to live life as it was not as it should be.
He taught me to be friends with people I never thought I would be friends with.
He taught me to be me not the me everybody thought I was.
He was my rock, the person I could go to for anything. The person that talked to me at any moment of the day.
The person I loved.
He taught me to love.
I finally knew what to write.
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Last Day of Writing I
Surprisingly Sarah was in Mr. Harrison's class when I came in. I ignored her and sat in my usual spot with my paper in my hand and sighed with the nervousness I felt. I was fuming with nerves.
"Alright class, I would like you to congratulate every single one of you on making it through Writing I this semester, but you have not made it through it yet. You still have a paper to tell us about. I am excited to listen to every single one of you. Who would like to go first?" Mr. Harrison asked as my hand shot up. "Alright Ms. Mattson, you are first," he said as I walked down to the front of the room and gave him my paper. "Do you need this?" he asked holding the paper up.
"No, I know it by heart," I said smiling then faced the class at his nod.
And I began.
"My name is Jadyn Mattson, and I had Harry Styles..." I began.
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Author's Note
I have one chapter left!!! Then an epilogue! I MADE IT WOOO!!! Actually no, I am crying, not yet but I will be,
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