(ELLY'S POV:)
Hi, I'm Elly Wallord, I'm 15 and I go to Founding High.
Life for me is usually pretty exciting-- Well sad actually.
I'm one of those girls who are sorta bullied . Adopted. Abused. A little Emo.
No one even likes me .
(Niall's POV)
I'm Niall Horan, I just turned 16 and I go to Founding High.
People think I'm a nerd, but I don't understand why.. It might be because of that time I got so excited that I beat the champions of soccer?
Well anyways, I have this crush on a girl named Elly. I don't know if she likes me, but I like her. She's so dazzling it's almost like I can't take my eyes off her..
(ELLY'S POV:)
The bell rings. A tall, skinny, fake blonde bumps into me.
Kayla.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, EMO!" She snorts a laugh , then struts away.
I always feel like squishing Kayla's slutty head off because of things like this.
(Niall's POV:)
***In Class***
Ugh. Why do I have to be so smart?! I always answer the fucking teacher's questions , and I'm about to get glasses. I'm such a weird bitch.
Once again, Elly is doodling on her notepad. " I Love Jackson Hurtles ", the doodles say.
I HATE THAT JACKSON.
ALWAYS TELLING SHIT ABOUT ME THAT ISN'T TRUE. I JUST WISH SOMETIME HE WOULD TAKE A FUCKING BREAK AND JUST CHILL.
(Elly's POV)
I feel a light poke on my shoulder, I then turn around twitching my eyebrow enough to know it's my stupid sassy older sister, Bels.
"Niall is staring at you again" She giggles her laugh then winks at Niall. Niall hesitates then looks away.
"You know I don't like him, right?" I roll my eyeballs then continue doodling on my notepad .
The Bell Rings.
Lunch.
(Niall's POV)
Shit.
Lunch time.
"Hey, Niall. What you have for me now?" Jake puts on his normal fake smile and leans on my lunch table"
"Sorry Jake, but I didn't bring any lunch . I'm not hungry today"
"Did you just say you didn't bring your lunch?"
"Yup, you got it."
I close my eyes, and after a second,
I feel the pain.
Stinging Pain.
Hard Punches on my face.
My Knee Cracks.
