The New Boy

You and your friend Yasmin were in class. It was probably one of the most boring subject you had, English. ''Yawn.'' Yasmin whispered to you. You chuckled at the face she made and suddenly the teacher stood in front of your desk. ''Mina is there something funny?'' He asked with a frown on his face. ''No sir, not at all.'' You replied a bit too sarcastic. Why would he ask if something was funny when you were laughing? Obviously it was funny. The whole class laughed with you and the teacher, Mr. Brown was getting annoyed. ''Go to your mentor's office. Now!'' He said mad and you surrendered. ''Sure.'' You mumbled while you grabbed your bag from the ground and walked outside. You weren't like the most popular and loved girl at your school, but you did have a few good friends which you had the most fun with. You couldn't complain. You were known as a sweet, nice girl. You wore a black tight legging with a thin oversized sweater on it with black boots. Your hair was tied up in a high ponytale and you had a little bit of makeup on. You weren't really into fashion and makeup, yeah you liked to wear something nice and to look pretty obviously but it wasn't a huge important thing for you like it was for some girls in your school. As you walked down the school hallways, you noticed how quiet it was around here during the lessons. The only sound to be heard, was the sound of your boots, walking in the empty hallways. You reached the office of your mentor. Whenever you had a problem with teachers or you had to go to detention, you first had to go to your mentor's office. He would then talk to you about it and find a solution for your 'problems.' You laughed a bit in yourself when you thought about the stupid school system. Through the glass of your mentor his office, you saw there was a student inside. You sat down to wait till your mentor was done. After a few minutes your mentor, Mrs. Rose opened the door. You quick stood up to greet her. She was very fond of you for some kind of reason. Suddenly the student who sat in the office earlier, walked out. When he stepped out of the office, he looked at you from head to toe which gave you a bit of a shiver eventhough it wasn't cold. His hair was sort of curly and had a little of a quiff. His green eyes were the first thing you noticed though. Suddenly he smirked at you and you noticed you were just staring at him. You quick shook your head and looked at Mrs. Rose. She greeted you back and you quick walked inside. Before you sat down you looked behind you of the boy was still standing there, and he did the same. He gave you a quick last look and walked away. ''Who's that?'' You asked when you turned to Mrs. Rose. She grinned a bit before she gave you an answer. ''That's Harry. He's a new student.'' You didn't know why but you thought Harry did had some sort of charm when he looked at you, the way he looked at you... He seemed like the popular type, someone with zero interest in you. Your thoughts went back to Mrs. Rose and told her about your English teacher. She laughed it a bit off, because she knew you wouldn't cause any problems in class on purpose so she just let you go without detention or anything. When you walked out of her office, you couldn't help but think about the new boy, Harry. You couldn't wait to tell Yasmin about the new boy but she had now another class, literature and you didn't follow that class. You quick went to your class but you really didn't pay any attention to the lesson. Finally after what seemed like ages, the bell rang for lunch break. Luckily you could go to Yasmin now and tell her everything. You quick texted her that you were sitting in the cafetaria of the school. After a few seconds, Yasmin's face appeared in front of you. ''In deep thoughts I see?'' She said and sat down next to you. You smiled at her and she asked about how it went with Mrs. Rose. You told her you didn't got any detention or anything. ''Okay so I need to tell you something.'' You said with a mysterious look on your face. ''What..?'' She were surprised you saw. ''Well, when I waited for Mrs. Rose at the office, she was talking to this new boy. When he walked out, he just checked me out from head to toe, without any shame!'' You said laughing. ''Oh my God, he did not!'' Yasmin laughed so hard, she almost spit out her drink. ''Yeah so I accidently sort of uhm.. stared at him.'' You said a bit ashamed. You weren't the type to hit on boys, the last time you had a boyfriend was like one year ago. ''You little flirt! So what happened next?'' She asked interested. ''Nothing really.. But he is like one of those types you know?'' You said less enthoustiac than earlier. Yasmin knew exactly what you meant. ''His name is Harry by the way.'' You quick added. ''Wait, did you just say Harry? Harry Styles? Harry as in curly hair, green eyes, smoochy pink lips?'' She repeated. ''How do you know him?'' You frowned, did Yasmin know him already? Was she into him? ''No Mina, just no. You're not going to like him!'' She said determined. ''Why?'' You were now really surprised what she was going to say. ''I was just in literature class and the teacher introduced the new student, Harry Styles. Everybody just began whispering and all the girls began giggling. He's no good. I already heard stories about him from his reputation at other schools and let me just say, he ain't no angel.'' She said. You were just going to defense him but the bell rang, you needed to go to your art class. ''No Mina.'' Yasmin said again quick before she walked away. Is Harry really that bad? You didn't wanted to think further about it because you loved art class and wanted to actually pay attention. You wanted to start drawing a sketch when you saw the seat you always used, was taken. Everyone had his own seat so who had the guts to sit on your place? You only saw a black sketch book on the seat, you grabbed it and put it next to you and sat on your seat. ''Excuse me?'' Someone suddenly said and you looked up. You looked right into Harry's eyes. ''I saw your sketch book, it was placed on MY seat so I just put it away for you.'' You said smiling and quick looked away. You didn't want to seem vulnerable or weak in front of him if his reputation was true. Harry just nodded and smirked at you. He grabbed his black sketch book and sat right in front of you. ''What are you doing?'' You asked surprised. ''I'm just sitting here or is this also your seat?'' Clever, you thought. ''No.'' You replied shortly and decided to don't pay any further attention to Harry. You opened your sketch book and began drawing the view you had from the window up here. You looked out of the window and saw trees and other nature stuff. You weren't a tree hugger but you liked drawing these sort of things. You focused on your sketch and drew a tree with some birds around it, it was not the best you made but okay. You quick excused yourself to go the bathroom. You stood there, watching yourself in the mirror. Suddenly you caught yourself dolling up, for who actually? Harry. You shook your head at the thought and quick walked into your art class again. You just sat down and looked around for your sketch book. You looked at Harry sitting in front of you, just casually looking through your sketch book. ''What do you think you're doing?!'' You said mad as you grabbed the sketch book out of his hands. This was something really personal for you, no one ever looked through your sketch book except for your art teacher. ''I'm sorry, I didn't knew you were going to get mad.'' He chuckled a bit. You must admit, he had a beautiful smile. His lips were like heart shaped. Just like Yasmin said, smoochy pink lips. You quick pushed that thought away. ''Do you think that's funny?'' You replied. Ofcourse he thought it was funny, why else would he laugh. Sigh you were so stupid. He just grinned it off and continued drawing in his sketch book. You had such a long day to go. You had school till 5 o'clock. During some of the other classes, you catched a glimpse of Harry. He did had a few lessons with you. It didn't make you uncomfortable or anything but it was just weird. Sometimes when you turned back to check if he was staring, he was. Everytime he had this cheeky grin on his face and you didn't knew why. You noticed he got lots of attention of other girls, he quite seemed to enjoy that but stayed calm no matter what. Maybe Yasmin was right, he was a bad boy womanizer. When you were finally done with this school day, the school was already empty. Nobody had as much as subjects as you do. You walked to your locker and grabbed some books you needed to study. Suddenly you turned around and Harry was standing in front of you, less as a meter away from you. You let out a little squaled shout. ''I'm sorry, did I frighten you?'' He asked. You could't tell whether he was being sharp or he just meant it. ''A bit.'' You replied shortly and tried to walk away when you suddenly felt a hand holding on your waist. ''Already?'' Harry asked as his hand was on your waist. You didn't know how to react to this. ''Yeah..'' You said as Harry pulled you near him. His face was now just a heartbeat away. ''I quite like this school.'' He said softly, almost whispering. He didn't let go of your waist. ''Good for you..'' You said softly back as you tried to loosen his grip on you. Truth was, you felt weak against him. Not because he was obviously stronger but it just felt as if he had this spell on you which made you dreamy. ''Yeah..'' He whispered back. He put his other hand around your neck. You felt his peppermint breath against your lips. Before you knew it, his lips were on yours. They were just as perfect as you thought. Suddenly you realised what you were doing and WHO you were kissing. You abruptly stopped the kiss and pushed him away. He looked questioned and you noticed the frown in between his eyebrows. You didn't knew what to say so you quick grabbed your bag which had fallen and walked away. You took big steps, the sooner you were away from Harry, the better. How were you gonna explain this to Yasmin..?