A Time Forgotten (Niall Horan)

Chp 7

ALI

"Okay guys, project time! You'll be working in pairs this time." Ms. Galaviz said cheerily. Everybody groaned. A project on Friday? They knew Ms. Galaviz's projects were the worst. I immediately turned my head to Amie. Everybody else was doing the same. As a result, the room erupted into talking.

"HEY QUIET DOWN!" Ms. Galaviz shouted over the din. "Because I think we need to focus on expanding our horizons, you'll be assigned partners this time."

The classroom erupted into furious protesting and whining, but Ms. Galaviz was already writing pairs of partners on the board. Amie and Thomas... Oh boy... Sarah and Calvin...now THAT would be funny to see work out...Ali and... ELENA!? I stared at her from across the room. She was already giving me a once over, skimming over my normal t shirt and my skinny jeans, matching with my converse. Suddenly, I felt super self-aware. Elena wore a too tight and too small neon pink tank top with the word PINK emblazoned on her chest, and short shorts- no, she was practically wearing denim underwear. Her heels were probably 10 inches high. I don't get it. What does Niall see in her? I was going to have to spend at least a couple days with her. And I knew she hated me already. Actually, she hated everyone except for the popular clique. And Niall.

"Alright. Your history project will be a poster..." The whole class groaned again. "...and it'll be due on Monday."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" someone shrieked.

"Oh my GOD."

"Can't you give us more time?"

"Assigned partners AND only 3 days? Are you kidding me?"

"Now, class, quiet down. I want you to get to know your partner very well, since you'll be spending at least a couple days with them." I groaned loudly inside my head. This would be a disaster.

***

"Wow.... so this is your house?" I walked inside Elena's house.

"No. It's actually my garden shed." Elena said sarcastically as she sneered at me.

I rolled my eyes. Was she going to be like this the whole time? I decided to get to work. I had a bad grade in history, anyways, and I seriously needed to get it up.

"Okay, let's start, then." I said.

"Whatever. I'm going to my room." Elena said as she rolled her eyes and looked at her perfectly manicured nails.

"Ele-" I stopped. She was already in her room, I heard a door swing. I ran up her stairs, hoping to catch her. I pushed open her door. She stared at me with an exasperated look.

"Elena, just-"

"Look, Ali, just leave me alone, ok? Go downstairs or something and do the project. I'll just take half the credit."

"If you don't help me I'll tell Ms. Galaviz."

"Playing the tattle tale card, are you now? We're not little kids, Ali. Just do the fucking project." Then, she slammed the door closed. I sighed, and went back downstairs. I officially hated Elena now. I threw my backpack onto the leather couch, and plopped myself onto it. I ran my hands along the nice material. Suddenly, I heard a crash. What was that? Who cares. Elena could be murdered, and I wouldn't give a crap. Actually, I probably would. I took out my phone. No messages. So I plugged in my earphones, and started listening to some music.

An hour later, I was officially bored. My phone was almost dead and I was way too scared to use anything in her house for fear her parents would get mad at me. Niall told me that her parents were lawyers or something. Lawyers were usually mean, right? Where were her parents anyways? I got up reluctantly and stretched. It was time to do this once and for all. I was so not going to this project alone. I stomped upstairs and flung Elena's door open. I didn't catch Elena. What I did catch was Harry and Elena making out furiously on her bed. They were practically eating each other's faces off. Guess Harry couldn't wait any longer for me then. He was starting to touch the buttons of Elena's blouse. Really? Did they not just hear me open the door?