Harry's POV
As I scan the test for my English class I realize that there is no possible way I will pass this with any score higher than a "D." That's fine because my mum never expected that much from me anyway. I like to think of it as not setting her expectations too high.
After what seemed like forever the bell rang and everyone left the room one by one after turning in the test. I was glad because the bell was dismissing us for lunch. As I was walking out the teacher called me back.
"Mr.Styles." Mrs.Sandra says calmly.
It's Harry." I correct her.
"Sorry. Harry" she said sounding a little agitated, but that doesn't bother me.
"Is there a problem?" I say sarcastically. This is the one class I hate because of the teacher. Her voice is so calm all the time and it just annoys me.
"It appears you have not answered any of these questions, besides number 6. Are you having trouble with the material?" There is goes again the fake act teachers put on to make it seem like they care about how we do. The truth is I understand what is being taught I just can't find a way to put it on paper.
"No. I understand it just fine." I reply in a demanding tone. I don't think she bought that.
She looks up at me and says "Why don't you come to tutoring in the library after school. It may help improve your grades. I spoke to your mum earlier and she agreed." I want to keep my mom happy so I just nodded and walked out of the classroom.
Hope you guys like the first chapter! Sorry if I make any mistakes. But I can't wait to see how my mind works to create the rest of this story! {Here are a few facts about me} I am in high school. I'm 15 years old and my name is Megan. And probably the most important thing to know is I have been a one direction fan for 6 years. I AM A HUGE LARRY SHIPPER!!! Also I will publish one chapter at a time.
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