Floral \\ h.s

Ch. 17

"Don't mock me." He said, standing up straight and trying to look threatening.

I scoffed, "I can do whatever I want." I shot back, his smirk deepened ans he stepped forward.

"Not when I'm in charge. This is my campus and I'll be damned if I let a little bitch like you talk to me like that." He growled as I blinked at his words, letting them sink in a build rage.

"Listen, you fucking prick. You know who the hell owns this campus? The school district." I snarled, poking his chest with every word. "How back the hell off before-"

"Before I beat the living shit out of you, Tomlinson." I heard a voice behind me as I turned to see Harry.

The prick came torwards Harry,  "This is your girl, Styles? You could do so much better." He shot and started walking away.

I started after him, mumbling things umder my breath. "Fucking prick ass hole thinks he runs the whole damn campus. I'll out a fucking dent in his head I swear to god.."

Harry reached out, grabbing my arm and pulling me into a hug. "He isn't even worth it." He whispered as he kissed my head.

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"Now, who thinks they know what Sir Issacs Newtons second law is?" The teacher rambled as I stared at the orange leaves in a pile on the street outside the window.

"Floral?" The teacher  calls on me, a few giggles are made as I rolled my eyes.

"I don't know. Why are we learning about this in Trig anyway?" I asked as everyone laughed.

"Detention for disrespect, Miss Sumner. Today." She said, then going back to talk about Sir Issac what's his face and his damn law.

"Detention,  nice Sumner." Carly, the prep school girl, sneared as I rolled my eyes again.

"Sorry, but I don't get straight A's for doing some work on my knees." I growled back as everyone laughed, Carly turned red and walked away down the hall, her heels clicking with every step.

"Hey," Liam said, seeing him I walked away from the group and leaned against the locker next to  his.

"Hey." I repeated, smiling.

He put a book away, "How's it going?"

"Good, just a lot on my plate." I stopped for a second, "And since when did we become friends?"

He laughed, "Being Harry Styles' neighbor means we are friends."

"It does?"

"That's what he thinks. He yelled about how we were hanging out at the party." He said, closing his locker.

"Sorry." I said, not noticing how I was now saying sorry for Harrys actions.

He shrugged, "Its not your fault, I thought you were cute." He blushed.

"Who is cute?" Harry said, comming out of the class Liam and I were walking into.

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short chappie... getting my braces on tomorrow so hopefully I can upload a big chapter. also if any of you have Text+ my username is isuppottcatt just sayin.

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