As I stepped through the glass doors of Earlston High, I could feel the whispers and murmers coming from all the students. I sighed and started walking along the hall, hopefully it was leading me to the main office. "Getting lost sweetheart?" someone tugged on my sweater, making me fall back and I was staring into sea blue eyes.
"No." I said quietly, and pulling my arm, making him let go. I groaned, and kept walking. "Hi!" a girl with bright red hair, bring green eyes and dimples stepped in front of me. She had on a sleeveless top, and some shorts. I then noticed her whole arms were covered with tattoo's. "E-Em, hello..." I said slowly, unsure of what to say. "My name is Annabel! But call me Anna." she said cheerfully. It kind of scared me.
"M-My name is Rosie.." I said quietly. "Right, ehm, how about I show you to the office?" she asked shooting me a wide smile. I nodded, still unsure. How can someone be so cheery and bright?
She took my hand and dragged me along. I went along with it, as I wanted my schedule. We finally got to the office and an older woman with grey hair and a dull looking expression was sitting there. Anna knocked on the window. She looked startled. "Yes?" she asked, opening the window.
"Can I please g-get my schedule?" I asked kindly. She nodded and went looking through some papers. "Name and grade?" she asked with no emotion. "Rosie Taylor. I'm a senior," I said quietly and she nodded slowly, then took out a schedule and handed it to me.
Without even looking at it, Anna snatched it out of my hand. "Aw dammit you only got 1 class with me. But you got all of them with my brother and boyfriend, so it should be okay.. I guess." she said, more upset now. It seems like she can just change her mood with a click.
"Who's your brother and boyfriend?" I asked. She chuckled as we started walking back towards the playground, or ground or whatever. "Brother is curly hair, you'll know who I mean when you see him. Boyfriend is black quiff, you'll know when you see him." she said, sounding mysterious. I nodded slowly.
"Right, so basically we have groups in school." she said. I nodded as we stopped at the stairs. "Sluts, Fakes, Jocks, Nice People and then there's where I am." she said and pointed to each group before landing onto her own.
The people there were smoking cigarette's, and they were covered with tattoo's. Before I could get a good look the bell rang and Anna ran off. "See you in 5th period!" she exclaimed back and I nodded slowly, trying to capture everything in as I walked off to 1st class.
I walked into English and went up to the assigned seating plan and saw I was sitting next to a girl called Tracy. I saw a girl put her hand up and smiled and sat beside her. She had short black hair and dark brown eyes. I smiled shyly at her and she nodded, "I'm Tracy." she said. I nodded, "I know. I'm Rosie."
The teacher then walked in, a man with a big belly and long hair...ehm, weird or not. "Hello class I am Mr Rollo and I see that Mr Styles and Mr Malik are not in here. What a surprise," he said with sarcasm as all the class burst into giggles, even Tracy.
"We also have a new student, Rosalie, please introduce yourself." he said and sat down, all eyes on me. I stood up, shaking slightly. "I prefer to be called Rosie. Ehm, I'm 17 years old and I just moved from Californ-" as I was speaking, two boys entered the classroom.
One had curly brown hair, green eyes. This must be Anna's brother. He looked dangerous, his arms all piled with tattoo's and his huge biceps showing. The other guy had a black quiff, and brown eyes that had long eyelashes plastered on them. That must be her boyfriend.
"Ah, just in time Styles and Malik." Mr Rollo said which made the two boys laugh. "Cali, huh?" a boy from the back said and whistled. I blushed and sat back down. As Quiff passed me, he smiled at me. But as Curly passed me, he stopped and stared at me for a few seconds before moving towards the back.
I exhaled the deep breath that I didn't know I was holding in. Somehow I was attracted to Curly, and I didn't even know his name yet.
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Dangerous [Harry Styles]
FanfictionHe was dangerous. He was aggressive. He was over-protective. He was dark. He was mysterious. But somehow, Rosie began developing feelings for him, them feelings leading to Love. Note: I am not trying to copy anything in any way, shape or form. This...