First chapter guys :) ... I kind of wrote a lot of description in this chapter to let you see the base of the whole story. So for those of you who wanted to see the real shit between the MC and Harry styles should bare with the blurbs for a while, sorry to disappoint. If you liked it, please vote/comment/follow me. I hope you enjoy it xx
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She was exhausted. For Amelia Jones, life had mostly been nothing but a living hell. She had been moving from town to town her whole life, due to her father's continuous work place transfers.
She was finally at ease when her parents informed her this would be the last place they'd be moving together.She has been having trouble making friends for quite sometime now because she stopped getting too attached with friends after she lost her two best friends in two different places.
She wasn't a confident person whatsoever. She thought she wasn't fit enough for the neighborhood and unwelcome whenever she went because she'd always be the new girl in class. And she knew perfectly well new girls in classes were the most ignored people at school.
Friends for her were the miracles that appear once in a blue moon. Amelia Jones didn't have more friends she could share life with. She had a few but she lost them all when she transfered from place to place.
Knowing this would be the last spot her parents would be settling for good, she was finally happy and excited to have the life she has always wanted.Aside from everything that came across her life, there was one thing this girl hated the most. One thing every human being should know about her.
Amelia Jones hated boys.
The only man kinds she has ever loved are her 45 year old dearest father and her 6 year old little brother. And that was it.
She got a headache whenever she heard guys wolf whistling and cheering for her. And that happened whenever she stepped a foot out from her home.
It was safe to say, she herself admitted she looked good. She knew she wasn't extraordinary or the next "Miss America" in beauty, but she knew she would get guys drop to their kneels and follow her like puppies if she really wanted to.
Dark brunette hair that hanged right above her waist, big sparkly eyes and a heart shaped face. Not to mention, she has got a very sexy leg that shot down places it ever entered.She was slightly short in height, but she couldn't imagine what she would look like if God made her any bit longer than she normally was. To top it all of, Amelia Jones was the kind of girl that would get a guy dump his wife or soul mate just so he could have a one night stand with her.She has now joined a new school named River dell high as a senior in high school. Day one wasn't as hard as she thought it would be. On the contrary, she came across the one thing she never would accomplish that fast.
Make a friend.
Alison and Amelia met in their biology class, as they were coincidentally sitting across the same table. They chatted for a while, enough to know each others hobbies and ideas for fun. And that was when Alison asked Amelia to be her friend. She said her previous best friend left the school and she was also a widow when it came to losing friends.
Amelia was fired up when she found out she got a new friend at her first day in. She was scared at first, fearing history might repeat itself once again and Alison might be out of her life like the last two best friends she had. The only thing that kept her heart at ease was her parents promise. She knew her parents perfectly well and she also knew they weren't lying to her when they told her there would be no more moving in and out of places for the family.
Today was there 4rth day of school. She couldn't have been more happier in her life than she was now. And one of the factors for that, was Alison becoming so much alike with her.
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FanfictionAmelia Kay Jones is a senior in high school. She moved to a new town with her family and joined a new school named River dell High. She was never confident in her body. She thought she wasn't elegant and appealing like other girls. And one think she...