I met up with Harry after last period by the cafeteria so we could walk together to the meeting for the school magazine. I was a bit nervous because I'd never been a part of any club before, due to the fact that I had severe anxiety whenever I had to socialize with people that I didn't know.
"Do you know Niall?" Harry asked as we walked together.
"Um, you could say that. I mean, I'm not like, good friends with him, but we get along."
"So you think he'll let us in the club?"
"Probably."
The club was on the second floor, right next to the library. Harry knocked on the door and opened it. I followed him inside, to see a blonde girl with glasses sitting at one of the desks with a Ben & Jerry's tub in her hand. There was another blonde boy laughing at something Perrie was saying. I didn't know she was in the club too.
The three of them looked up at me and I awkwardly smiled, turning my head to look at Harry, urging him to say something; anything.
"Uh, hi? We'd like to um-join the club? If that's possible."
Perrie smiled and the blonde girl stood up.
"I'm Amy." She came over to us and shook our hands as we introduced ourselves.
"That over there is Max and that is Perrie. Niall's the chief editor but he's got football try outs."
After they explained how everything worked, Harry decided that he could do the photographs with Amy and I was assigned to make the weekly interviews. Which, by the way, completely freaked me out because that meant I had to socialize with people who meant something to this school.
"Does anyone read the magazine anyway?" Harry asked when we were about to leave.
"Of course. It's not like those cliché movies where people don't read the magazine." Amy laughed. "Don't you guys want to hang out here for a bit?"
"Um, I actually promised a friend of ours we'd go and see him trying out for the football team. Tomorrow though." I answered and Amy nodded.
Harry and I left the room with smiles on our faces.
"You're coming with me to watch the tryouts right?" I asked and he nodded, smiling and showing off his dimples. We walked to the pitch while talking about the new teachers and I decided that I really liked Harry as a friend because he was funny (in his own way).
His phone beeped at some point and he told me that he had something to take care of, but he'll meet me in the bleachers.
When I got to the football pitch I already spotted Sophia sitting in the first row, waving me over.
"Finally!" she exclaimed. "They're starting soon."
I sat down and placed my backpack at my feet. I could see coach Adams walking out of the locker rooms, followed by the team and the boys who were planning on trying out. The cheerleaders didn't come out though, since their try outs were taking place in the gym.
"EVERYBODY LINE UP!" coach Adams yelled and blew into his whistle. The boys dressed in normal gym clothes lined up in front of the coach (Jake included), and the ones dressed in proper football equipment stood beside him.
I recognized Niall, Liam, Zayn and the Black brothers dressed in their football kit and there were two other boys I only new by their faces.
"Aren't there supposed to be more players?" I asked Sophia.
"The back ups didn't come. They're only starting the training tomorrow."
"Do you think Jake will make the team?"
"He better be, so he'll get us in the cool parties this year. I'll literally cut off his balls if he doesn't."
I laughed and she shot me a serious look.
"Hey, I'm just remembering something. What did Mr. James mean when he said that Zayn was the reason he got the job? Didn't Ms. Lancaster quit?"
"She did quit, but not because she wanted to. Jake said that principal Brooks caught them fucking in detention on the last day of school so he made her quit. So it wouldn't get on the news probably." She answered.
Oh my God. I'd never thought Ms. Lancaster would do such a thing. I mean, she was attractive but she was a teacher, for God's sake.
When the coach blew into his whistle my train of thought was interrupted. He started calling everyone's name to check who was present.
"JAKE HORAN! NIALL HORAN! LOUIS TOMLINSON!"
There was no answer for Louis Tomlinson, which made the coach go crazy.
