Rachel’s POV
Gosh, I’m so stupid! I didn’t even say goodbye to Niall! He probably things I’m one of those rude Americans now. Oh well, I’ll just explain myself tomorrow.
I was heading towards drama class, another required class to take in this interesting academy. It took me awhile to find the class, but when I finally did, well lets just say the class wasn’t really filled with normal quiet people like me. “NEW STUDENT!” a blue eyed guy with perfect brown hair cheered. He was incredibly cheerful, considering the fact it was only 5th period. “I CALL HER! I CALL HER!” he whined like child. “Alright Mr. Tomlinson you can have her. Try not to scare the poor child!” the teacher chuckled. I was quite puzzled at what was going on, and why I was being picked on by this guy like I was a piece of property. He was really stunning though, like outrageously gorgeous. His hair fit perfectly into place, and his eyes were to die for. I wasn’t given much time to think before he yanked my arm, dragging me to a little group. “I’m Louis by the way! You’re in my group… a.k.a the winning group!” He cheered. His energy was remarkable. “Please excuse his creepish attitude, he had a red bull for lunch today.” One of the kids in the group stated. It made me chuckle, making him just stare at me blankly. “You have a cute laugh!” He told me, out of the blue. I felt my cheeks turn warm as I stared into his deep blue eyes. “GAAAH! SHE’S ADORABLE!” He yelped, while running around. Wow, I admired this guys straight forwardness. “You’re pretty cute yourself.” I said, but regretting it after. “AAAAHHHHHHH. I’M CUTE! I TOLD YOU GUYS I WAS CUTE, NOW I HAVE PROOF SHE JUST SHE….Ummm…. what’s your name?” He asked, his voice lowering a little. “Rachel.” I answered back. “RACHEL… that’s waaaay tooooo long, I’m calling you Rae whether you like it or not. Good? Good. SOOOO LIKE I WAS SAYING RAE HERE SAID IT HERSELF I AM CUTEEEE!” He preached. This boy was so unique, and I just loved it. He wasn’t afraid to be himself around others, even though he came off as a freak, but a cute freak.
Through out the course of the class, he finally calm down… well somewhat calm down. “Psh. Rae.” He whispered. I turned to him, a big smile plastered on his face. “I just realized, you’re American. I like you even more now.” He winked at me, then went back to paying attention the teacher. The thought of him telling me I was cute and that he liked me, made butterflies explode in my stomach. Once the teacher stop talking, I was once again pulled away by the same arm, with no warning what so ever.
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She's Mine
FanfictionHow would you feel if you had to move? Leave all your best friends behind to a different country. Starting fresh, just as you were about to hit the finish line. Well, Rachel, had to do so. She had to leave all her friends behind, and especially her...
