When i woke up the next morning i realised that for some reason I was at school, laying on the ground.
What the hell? I thought as I looked around.
People were just starting to arrive at school so I shrugged. At least i wont be late...
I watched the glass doors as they flipped open to reveal Lachlan and Bitchney.
My mind, body and soup were overcome with hatred for mr Lachlan Sexi.
I death stared him as he walked past me, giving me a longing look.
I had to get back at him some how.
I scrunched my face up as I became immursed in thoughts of revenge toward Lachlan.
But then the bell rung. Distracting me from my thoughts.
Damn i had hospitality first period and i was in class with Lachlan. I growled angrily hitting the locker beside me in a fit or rage and then turned around and entered the class room.
I went over to my station and sat there. I was angry because i had perfect view of lachlan who was sitting right in front of me.
"Hello class today we're going to be cooking 'air la dust with one letters leaf for a salad'. WHICH IS NO CARBS BECAUSE I HATE CARBS. CARBS IS THE DEVIL SPAWN!!!" said our teacher, i didnt know her sir name but everyone just called her Jesseca.
The only thing i knew about her was that she had a husband called Markis and that she was on masterchief at some point.
Anyways we started cooking and Lachlan kept looking back at me. Probably because he was tryintlg to make me jealous because his air la dust with a side of a letters leaf was turning out so much better than mine and also that he played me and was dating bitchney.
I was so angry i decided then and there to get revenge. I looked around the room and my eyes landed on Harry Styles. I had totally forgotten that he even went to my school.
He was disinteresting on cooking air la dust and was instead carving his name into the table.
"Harry" i called out to him as I walked up to him with a determined look in my eyes.
He didnt have time to say anything he only looked up at me before i grabbed in by the collar and smashed my lips into his.
He immediately kissed back wrapping his strong arms around me.
I replied by wrapping my hands around his neck.
Faint crying was heard in the distance.
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