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|Chapter 3|

Fran's POV

The rest of my classes went by fairly quickly, partially due to English being canceled for the day.

At this point I was to busy wandering around school to even notice the people glancing in my direction.

"She's in my literature class"

"She's American"

"She's doesn't seem to talk much"

I'd tried my hardest to make my way to the library without being noticed but that was just impossible. Eyes followed me everywhere I went.

As I sat down at one of the many tables I glanced up to see Michael, sitting with a group of boys, who I assumed were his friends.

Sighing in relief of seeing someone I knew, I stuck my hand up and waved.

Getting his attention, he slightly shook his head, looking away quickly. His friends noticed this motion and looked in my direction snickering.

Oh great. I thought to myself.

Michael quickly got up, shoving his chair in before stalking off shaking his head. I slumped in my chair in embarrassment, burying my head in my book.

His friends got up laughing, quickly leaving and following their friend.

By now I was left completely alone in the library. Putting my book away, I slowly stood up and made my way through the multiple aisles. I wasn't looking for any book in particular, just walking through each dimly lit bookcase was extremely comforting. The floors creaked beneath my feet with each step I took, sending chills all throughout my body.

A low cough made me quickly turn around in surprise, causing me to almost topple over.

"Shit Sorry!" Michael apologized, stepping forward to grip my arm, to keep me from falling.

I quickly took my arm back, muttering a low 'thank you'.

"Listen.. I'm sorry for ignoring you. It seemed to have gotten all over school that I walked you to your class" he said wiping his hair out of his face. "My friends are jerks and have been bugging me about it all day."

"You don't need to apologize, I get it" I bit back, turning around and leaving the aisle before picking up my book bag.

Michael followed me all the way out to my car muttering endless streams of apologies. "Listen, how about friends?" He said gently grabbing my wrist to keep me for opening my car door.

I sighed, looking up to meet his eyes before nodding. A smile made way onto his face. "You won't regret this, there is a party tonight, you should be there."

He handed me his phone urging me to put my number in.

"I'll text you" he said backing away, smile still intact.

I did a small wave before driving off.
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Taking a deep breath before entering the house was extremely necessary. The scantily clothed girls vomiting in the bushes was almost enough for me to turn around.

I needed this though. I needed to put myself out there and make friends. This can't be a repeat of my life back in the States. I slowly made my way into the house, glancing around the crowded living room. Almost immediately a drink was placed in my hand, but I was able to find a near by trash can to dispose of it.

Rule #1 at party's.

Never take a drink from a stranger.

I was quick to sit down at a spot that opened up on the couch that was away from everything.

A girl that was sitting there as well was quick to befriend me.

"I've been thinking about dyeing my hair purple" she said, running her fingers through her dark blonde hair.

"That would be awesome" I said nodding, "For the longest I've wanted to dye mine, but was never sure about what color"

"You should! It's so much fun" she said sipping her drink. We exchanged phone numbers before I moved on to the kitchen.

"Oh Hey!" Someone said, hugging me quickly.

I immediately hugged back once I noticed the person to be Amber. "I'm so glad you're here! Michael said you would be coming" she said while opening a beer bottle before handing it to me.

I took it gladly, "thank you" I grinned taking a sip and letting the cool liquid calm my nerves.

"Let me introduce you" she said pulling me by my wrist to a group of people, all standing around a pool table.

"This is Dave" she said motioning to a boy with dreads.

"Niall" a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Sam" she said poking at another boys side, "Sam is my brother".

"And this.. Is Harry... My Harry" she said wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

Harry had beautiful curly hair and the greenest eyes.

"Hi" I squeaked. He smiled at me, before looking back at his girlfriend.

Causing me to take a gulp of beer to distract myself from the God in front of me.
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