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Chapter 1

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Annnndd here's the first chapter! enjoy :) xx

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"Alright, that would be about it. Does anyone have any questions?" I clapped my hands together, just as the bell rung, indicating the end of class. I breathed out a laugh, as well as another few of my students, and picked up my folder and waited for everyone to leave my classroom. Yep, my classroom. I don't think I'll ever get used to saying that.

I grinned to myself as I heard all of them say "Goodbye," or "Bye, Ms. Cloe." The politeness of those 14 and 15 year olds downright shocked me; they're nothing like me and my classmates when we were Year 10. I guess that's why everyone had such positive comments about the school when they talked about it.

"Bye, kids!" I said as I walked out myself, and sighed, fulfilled. I'd only had one period where I didn't even talk about English, yet I already loved my job. Everything was perfect, or as near to perfect as it could be. The only thing I didn't like so far, was my classroom. It looked so passive; the walls were white and blank, and it looked like it's never been used before. I made a mental note to change that in the future.

And oh, yeah, the fact that I worked with Louis Tomlinson. I wasn't much fond of that either.

My smile faded away and I let out another sigh, but it didn't match my earlier happy one. I slowed down on my way to the staff room, feeling a bit nauseous when the thought of seeing him again crossed my mind. Maybe he's gone home, I thought. Drama isn't compulsory, maybe he didn't even have a class today.

Gulping, I made my way to the large door as confidently as I could... which wasn't that confident all that much. I walked in, and the first thing I did was scan the long table where teachers sat. And regretted doing that immediately; he was there.

I swiftly looked away and started going in a different direction, nearly bumping into a hanger as I did. There were too many people and too many things going on for anyone to notice my clumsiness, but I could hear a chuckle over all of the noise. I immediately knew who it was; I knew his laugh too well.

I tried ignoring his stare as I started walking toward the table, almost bumping into another thing. Well, person this time.

"Oh, um... hi, Maria," I said, rather awkwardly, as the blonde woman just walked past me, barely saying 'hey'. Well then.

"Oh, hey, Lorena?" She turned around, just as I'd started walking again, and took a few steps toward me. "Um, Destiney and I are going out for brunch, you wanna join us?"

Yay! "Sure," I said with a polite smile, and she grinned back at me.

"Alright, I just need to get a few things done and we'll go find Des, kay?"

"Sure," I repeated, and walked over to the table to lean on it as Maria went out of the staff room. I placed my folder on the table behind me, and for a while just fiddled with my fingers, not looking up at all.

"Lorena?" My fingers froze when I heard a voice, and I painfully slow looked up to my right. At first I saw shined up black shoes, a suit and then his face. And I don't think I'll ever get used to how much he's physically changed since I last saw him two years before.

He was still the same Louis; I could recognize him anywhere. But the small changes were the ones that I was finding stunning. His usual messy hair, or at least the one I knew of, was neat, styled in a side quiff, without a single hair sticking out. He was well shaved, and I think the Louis I used to know would laugh at this one's choice of outfits. Not to mention his facial features, the way his jaw and cheekbones have become more prominent, from what I've noticed when he walked up to me. In other words, he had grown up. Physically grown up.