Promise Me //1D Completed [✔️]

ASP

Tegan's P.O.V
March 2013

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Monday.

My first day of school. I will be that weird new girl who arrives in March, but nonetheless, I am excited. Fortunately, I have a school uniform, so dressing will take no energy.

Facing the mirror, I examine my face. A small pimple is starting to break through under my nose and its friend stands confidently on my chin. My hair is the most common colour: blonde. My eyes are green and surprisingly, I like them. I use a comb to divide my hair into two equal parts. It takes about ten minutes for me to french braid both sides.

Downstairs at the bar, a plate of eggs, bacon and hash browns waits for me with a cuppa orange juice. After finishing, I rinse my plate off, loading it into the dishwasher.

I see I have about fifteen minutes before we must leave. I decide to ring the boys quickly. Alphabetically, Harry's name is first on my contact list, so I call him.

"Ello Tegan!" Harry greets, his face arriving on my screen.

"Hazza!" I wave.

"Look Liam it's Tegan," Harry shoves his phone in Liam's face.

"Tegan, ready for school?" He asks.

"Yep," I extend my arm, showing my uniform. "Where's the lads?"

"Uh, lets see, Zayn's sleep, Louis's makin' a kettle of tea and Niall's in the toilets." Liam tells me

"Tegan, are you excited to make some friends?" Harry speaks up.

"Course! A wee nervous." I admit. "How's tour?"

"It's been brilliant!" Harry exclaims. "Massive crowds, massive energy. A wicked time, wish you were here!"

"Awe, I wish I was as well. Miss you lads." I tell him, pouting my lip out.

"Tegan, it's time to go!" Adelaide's pops into my room.

"I've got to go." I wave. "Tell the others I said ello!"

"Will do, have a lovely day sweetie!" Liam tells me.

"Don't get caught under the bleachers on your first day!" Harry insists.

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I'm sat in my third class, mathematics. My teacher is male and has a voice that drones on and on while lecturing. My desk touches corners with the desk of a boy who has brown hair gelled into a pre-teen spike.

Class ends, I stand from my desk, grabbing my massive binder.

"Hey, stranger, I'm Nathan."

I turn my head up, meeting the friendly smile of my desk mate. I notice one of his eyes is blue while the other is brown.

"Tegan," I stick my hand out.

He gives me a lazy shake.

"Your schedule?" He asks, well, more like demands, but I hand it over. "Wow, we have homeroom and English together. We'll be pals before you know it."