Drops Of Jupiter (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter One~

~Ariana's Pov~

The first day of school is alway's the best. Especially when you know its your last year in this hell hole. senior year and everything is just the way we left off. I'm back in that same routine, in the same crowd of people. I'm popular, there isn't another way to describe it. most people would think that I'm like the rest of them though......a Bitch who doesn't care about anyone else but herself, self conceded and rude. Truth is not one of those traits would describe me.

I'm far from being a bitch and I'm most definitely not self conceded. In fact I hate myself. I don't like the way I look, I don't like my weight I just don't like me, but yet you can still classify me as popular.

The word is generalizing. Popular is a word people associate with attractive Jerks, and Back stabbing bitchy Girls. Where most of that generalization is true, then there are the few populars like me. I'm friends with everyone. I'm nice to everyone and I stick up for what I believe in. I don't really care what people think of me and I don't try to fit in.......I guess the real me just does.

I don't necessarily like be put in the same category as people like Tee (A complete backstabbing, attention seeking, whore) or Chanler (The football quarter back, Asshole, Attractive but horrible personality and worst of all a complete and utter pig) both are utterly horrid to be around but yet I still find myself talking and being nice to them.

It all comes with being the person I am. I don't like being mean or rude to people because I don't like being the person to hurt someone. I've been in positions of all differen't kinds of hurt and I would never wish it upon anyone.

As I walk down the halls of the familiar school, I find something out of the ordinary. I haven't seen Chanler and there gang at all for the whole day.

"Hey, Ariana! Have you heard?" My friend Elsy asks me with a smirk on her face.

"Heard what?" I ask in confusion.

"About the new kid." She states with a sly grin.

"What about the new kid we get new kids every year. Its nothing special." I say raising an eyebrow at her. Why is she making such a big deal.

She doesn't say a word more. Only walks past me looking back one more time with that same smirk. Whats her problem?