The Wild Ones (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter One

I was woken up by the irritating sound of the alarm, 6:30AM, it was the first day of fall in a new school, I had to leave all my friends from Canada and move to New York because I'm a foster child, so I had to move in with my new family, I was very amazed, people hardly ever want to adopt 17 year olds, and I actually loathed this day, I'm going to be the new girl, mid-year so it's going to be even harder making new friends.

I got off bed and quickly cleansed my face and brushed my teeth, I went in my closet and put on a striped black and beige sweater, light blue slightly distressed jeans and ankle length black biker boots, then for makeup I winged my eyeliner and put on mascara then applied a nude lip colour. Since I don't like leaving my hair down often, I just put my hair in a 4-strand messy side braid. I looked presentable and it only took me 45 minutes.

I went down the stairs and made some toast, grabbed my backpack and got in the black Mini Cooper my new family gave me as a welcome home gift. Careful not to drop any crumbs in my new car I finished my toast and got to school.

I went to registration and the lady was quite nice, she gave me my locker combination and my class schedule.

"Your next class is Chemistry, down the hall third door to your right, have a nice day!" she said pointing to the hallway,

"Thank you!", I smiled and walked out.

I entered the classroom and the teacher was Mr. Ellis.

"Class, this must be our new student Miss Anastasia Reynolds. Let me see where you can sit down..." he searched the room and pointed to a dark haired girl at the back of the classroom I sat next to her.

"Hi! I'm Ginebra Reynolds, but everyone calls me Ginny, we have the same last names so now we're sisters okay?" I laughed a little by her approach

"Hey I'm Anastasia and almost everybody calls me Asia" I smiled and later on we found out we take every class together except History.

It was a good day and I had already made a friend, we decided to go to Starbucks with her best friend.

"Syd this is Anastasia, we have same last names and she's super nice!" I stood there awkwardly smiling and I could tell she was a swimmer by her broad shoulders, she has light brown shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes.

While Syd and I were waiting on line a tall boy rushed through the door and stood last in line, he had amazing chocolate colored curls, green eyes, he was panting and had sweat all over his forehead. On a scale of 1 to 10 he was a well earned 15.

"Syd, who is that guy?", I asked while staring, i couldn't stop staring.

"Oh, that's Harry Styles, he goes to our school, he's not good, he's just not a good boy, he's the kind you don't wanna get mad... We don't associate with him.."

I couldn't help but keep staring at him, he caught me staring and I immediately looked away to the cashier. I heard him chuckle and mutter something but I didn't quite catch it. I started staring again but this time I noticed little scars in his eyebrows and fresh cuts and bruises in his knuckles. There's something about him that made me keep staring, I couldn't stop.

But my new friends don't associate with him.. Could he be that bad? Well the bruises and scars and blood kinda tells it all, he may not be the best guy to talk to, I mean, there's a lot of guys I can talk to here, it's New York, yeah I'll find another one.

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