I pulled into the lot and climbed out. My feet hit the ground but it felt...wet? I look down and my feet are half way sunk down in a puddle, my new converse drenched probably ruined. Cool.
I groan and grab my bag before making my way inside the school. I search the halls for my locker, getting bumped and pushed a few times before finally spotting it.
Sure I'm not the most popular girl. Okay well I'm not popular at all. I have friends. A few. And we stick together. Nothing's changed since the first day of middle school. All the way up to my junior year of high school.
I don't mind though, they're my kind of people; nice, smart, genuine. Unlike other people at this school. The fakes ones. The means ones. The people that I just really prefer to stay away from.
My group of friends love me, and I love them. Even though I can't find any of them at this moment.
I open my locker, throw my things inside and head to my first class; English.
This is my third year here so I'm used to the school and I know where everything is. Which is good in my case, considering I'd be too shy to ask for directions if I couldn't find my way.
I walk I the room and naturally I'm one of the first in there. I take a seat in the middle and wait to see if any of my friends show up in this class.
Just as I'm convinced none of them are gonna show up, I see a set of curls bound into the room. He looks around before spotting me and taking the seat to my right.
"Hey, Harry" I say smiling at him.
"Hey Becca, how was your summer?" He asks, turning to me.
"It was good"
"Didn't you go to that silly camp upstate?"
"I was a counsler" I correct him
"Oh yeah!" He says remembering how it was all I talked about at the beginning of the summer, before I left.
The teacher tells us to quiet down as the bells rings and we oblige. He starts rambling about how the year is gonna go and I couldn't care less.
I turn and look at Harry, noticing he isn't paying attention either and I smile at him. Harry and I have been best friends since before we could walk. Our moms were friends and so we obviously spent all our time together.
People always assume we are dating. I mean it would be perfect if we did because we are so similar but we just never really thought about it. We're happy being friends.
Plus the fact that I am taken. By my first and only love; Liam Payne.
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That Was My Plan
FanfictionThat summer was perfect. Not a care in the world. I mean, I met him! Sure he was older and sure it was going to be a risk. But I thought it would be a risk worth taking. But I never thought it would change when the summer ended. I never thought...