I took one more look in the mirror, then I decided that it was good enough. Trying to impress the principal and the teachers probably won't work by fashion, it'll only work by personality.
I fixed my skinny jeans up, and I straightened out my singlet top, I put on my leather jacket, I grabbed my hippy shoulder bag and I got into my mom's car.
"Elysia, are you sure you want to use that bag?" Mom asked for the last time.
"Mom," I sighed,"I'll be fine, the sluts carry the gay chihuahua bags, and the idiots carry the backpacks and the between people have the random creative bags,"
"Sweetie, you're so stereotypical" mom sighed herself.
"Hopefully, I find my match at this school,"
"Don't jump straight to the fairy bread," mom laughed.
That's one of her favourite sayings which means 'don't jump straight to the main reasons'.
Mom started the ignition, she pulled out the driveway and we drove to my new school, I shuddered at the thought. Great, being the new girl is awesome, I thought to myself.
On the way I got a text of my best friend, Lola.
[Lolz] bitch, you have to message Kyle, he's going crazy!
[me] why? Because he's still crazy about me?
[lolz] I would be too, you are hot, he's been into you for fucking ages!
I shook my head and laughed to myself.
"We're here," mom said stopping the car.
"Ok, bye mom, see you this afternoon," I said, rushing to get out.
"Why are you so keen?"
"It's school?"
"You were nervous before?"
"I don't keep one emotion for long," I rolled my eyes and got out, I made my way into the school grounds, I found a clean bench near a flower bed. I sat on the bench, and scrolled through my newsfeed on Facebook.
"You're sitting on my bench," I looked up to see a guy crossing his arms looking down at me.
I stood up, so I was directly looking into his eyes.
His green eyes were gorgeous, and I could stare into them for hours, his sandy hair was cropped, he was wearing white skinny jeans, a black hoodie, and he was wearing vans. I checked him out, and he was so good looking my jaw dropped, his facial features were almost perfect.
"I.. U-uhh.. Sorry I'll move," I said about to walk off, when he stopped me.
"Nah, you can share with me. I don't like sharing, but since your new, i shall share with you," he said patting the space next to him. I shrugged, then moved next to him.
"I'm Elysia," I introduced myself, plugging my earphones into my phone.
"Harry," he said.
We sat there in silence, and I put one ear piece into my left ear, so I could still hear him through my right.
"Wow. Snobby, much? I invite you to join me on my bench, but you ignore me and listen to your gay Justin Bieber music," Harry chuckled.
"Oh? I-I.. I'm sorry.. I just thought you stopped talking, I'll unplug," I said taking the earphones out and sitting there.
"Just because I necessarily stopped talking doesn't mean it's stopped completely," he shrugged.
Cocky dick, much? I thought to myself.
I rolled my eyes and got up.
"I'll go find another fucking bench, and if someone else sits there, I pray to god the person is fucking nice," I snapped walking off to another bench on the opposite side.
He was laughing and he laughed harder when he saw me frowning at me, he moved over and sat next to me.
"Seriously?" I said making eye contact with him.
"What? I'm sorry for being an asshole, ok?" He apologised halfheartedly.
I gave him a question mark look, and snorted.
"Wow, so attractive," he said sarcastically.
I frowned at him, flipped the bird at him, got up and went inside of the school. I found the girls room, I stepped inside.
Great. Nice day to start off.
I met a totally gorgeous guy, who actually turned out to be a major dick.
"And I wasn't listening to Bieber," I said to myself.
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That one girl
Teen FictionHarry and Elysia become best of friends fast, and they have so much in common, they laughed and have fun, but does that friendship change into something, that changes them forever?