Fame. (A Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 1 <3

Ryleigh's POV

4-26-10

BEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEP!!!!!! I woke up to my obnoxious alarm clock at 6:30am as usual. Shutting it off and hurrying to get dressed, I shuffled into the bathroom to take a shower for my final day of high school.

As every teenager should be, I would've been excited for this day to finally come, considering that it was also my birthday, but I knew that I would only be forced to face the nightmares again tonight.

But no one knows.

After the attack, I've been seeking for ways to escape Chicago. I found a small University in Cheshire, England from a swimming scholarship I was offered. My mom wanted me to go there because it was completely paid for, A, and B, she thought that I could get some good expirences in away from home. Like I hadn't already had enough.

Quickly, I unplugged the curling iron and switched off the light in the bathroom so that I could arrive at school with enough time to talk with my friends one last time.

I ironed a see through black blouse and threw it on with a tank top, a white floral skirt, and a pair of black ballet flats. At last, I walked out my front door as a soon to be high school graduate.

When I finally arrived at school, I had to shuffle to my locker through the crowded hallway filled with rowdy high schoolers.

As the final senior prank, everyone had party poppers aimed for our old principal, Mr. Slotwinski. Just in time, I grabbed a purple one out of a black garbage bag from a cute boy wearing a plaid shirt with neatly combed blonde hair. "3...2...1..." Someone counted down. POP POP POP POP POP!!!! Just like a thousand mini fireworks going off, as he was attempting to leave his office Mr. Slotwinski was completely covered in confetti. Unfortunately, the party poppers created smoke, and with the large quantity going off at once, the sprinklers went off. yay. So, what remained for the rest of the school day was held outside in an assembly, telling us about how much we are going to achieve, how smart we all are, how much the teachers were going to miss us, which was countered by a few grumbles from some teachers, and all that crap that comes with growing up. By 2:45 they dismissed us to go get ready for our graduation.

After we got dressed into our black and yellow graduation gowns, Ashly caught up with me in the bathroom while I was attempting to fix my curly hair from the sprinkler damage earlier.

"Oh my god, this is it!" Ashly shrieked, "Were going to graduate!" Suddenly her face flushed pale white as she has just realized the horrifying truth. "Oh my god were graduating! We aren't going to see each other 'till like next year!" She whispered, tears brimming her eyes.

Holding her in a tight hug, I reassured her, "I can fly to Australia on my mom's free airline passes. I will come and visit all the time! Don't cry! You'll smear your make up!"

Ashly was going to attend a boarding school in Sydney, Australia, as it turned out.

After about two minutes of standing in the grimy bathroom, Ashly pouted with a puppy dog face,"You promise?"

"I promise." I smiled and mewed while pawing at her nose. "Now lets go graduate!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~