My Sangster

Chapter 1.. (Duh)

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7:15am

Urgh, that time has come again, Monday. You rolled over on to your back and sighed before grabbing your phone and hitting snooze. You closed your eyes but not allowing yourself to fall back to sleep. After 5 minutes you finally got out of bed.

You looked in the mirror and frowned at your reflection, you got out of your cosy pjs and started to put on your uncomfortable uniform and heavy make-up. You hated school, you also hate the people at school. You have a few cool friends but one best friend, you were good at most subjects but suffered in maths and science and so you got put in the class with the 'popular' kids which sucked apart from this one boy, Thomas Sangster.
But anyway that's life and you just got on with it.

Your POV:
I finished applying my makeup in my normal routine and did my hair I put some up into a high ponytail then the other half down and straitened my hair then headed downstairs for breakfast, I didn't speak to my family much in the morning I don't even know why. After breakfast I packed my school bag and walked to school.

I walked up to the school entrance then felt a light tap on my shoulder "looking for me?" I heard a very familiar voice say, I turned around to face my best friend and opened my arms for a tight hug, "I'm so tired" I said rubbing my eye "turn around" y/bf/n said I turned around to see him, Thomas. He took your breath away, he looked over to me and I smiled slightly he gave a small smile back but immediately turned to his girlfriend and kissed her. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my best friend "oh my god he just smiled at you y/n" she squealed "yeah well I can dream" I replied.

After registration I had maths which I was dreading but on the bright side I could see Thomas again, he sits directly in the seat in front of me which is awesome. Thomas was literally perfect, he had these big brown eyes that could make you melt and dirty blonde hair with a few strands falling in front of his eyes. He wore his white school shirt tucked out with the top button undone and a loose but neat tie and he walked around with his bag on his shoulder and his hand in his pocket. This was all wasted feelings, he's so gorgeous and cool and I'm.. not.

"Y/n?" I was pulled out of my daydream to my maths teacher Mrs Brown "mm?" I answered, the girls in the class were laughing at my stupidity, "what is the answer to question 3?" She replied sounding annoyed "er" I stuttered trying to find the answer and getting embarrassed, Thomas turned around, to laugh probably "x= 7" he whispered, I frowned "that's the answer" he said again. "X=7?" I questioned "finally, good" she said in reply, I sighed in relief "thank you" I said shyly to Thomas, he smiled then turned around, why did he help you? You thought to yourself before paying attention to Mrs Brown before you got asked another question.

At break I went to my locker to grab my art folder until, *slam* "oh hey y/n, didn't see you there" it was Thomas's girlfriend Isabelle (btw I don't have anything against Isabelle, just gonna use her for the story) "well this is my locker" you replied quietly they just giggled "and this is mine" she said whilst opening the locker next to mine "I have every right to be here" she says "so run along before that art folder gets put right in that bin" I frowned "no I'm staying" I quietly said, "girls little miss know-it-all wants a fight" Isabelle came right in my face and raised her hand before "stop it Isabelle" I sighed then opened my eyes to see Thomas stood right in front of me with his arms out, did he really just protect me?