Bexs POV:
‘I’m going to school Mum!’ I scream as I bound down the stairs and out the front door. I heard a faint Ok before I slammed the door shut.
After walking about 9 or 10 meters I got bored and decided to text Rosie. I was sitting at the bus stop when she suddenly slides in next to me. She honestly scared the biscuits out of me!
‘God Rosie! Stop scaring me like that!’
And all she did was smirk. Typical Rosie…
Hi. I’m Rebecca but my close friends call me Bex. I am quite small, around 4’9’’, and I have dirty blonde long hair and blue eyes. I moved to Holmes Chapel with my mum 2 months ago, because my father was becoming a strong alcoholic and would always take out his anger on my mum and me so we moved. I have been here for 2 months now and have gained many friends and love it. My family was fairly wealthy and posh so we had a big house but it got very lonely with just me and my mum there.
I looked up from my phone as I heard the familiar honking of a car. As Rosie pulled up I hopped into the passenger seat and we down the mile long journey to school. You don’t really need a car but oh well.
Once we had parked we walked in sync to the lockers which were, unfortunately the opposite side of the school from where we were. I entered my password and my little cupboard popped open. I took out my English and Biology books, since they were my 2 first lessons, and made a bee-line to the south wing. I entered the English room, picked a random seat and sat down. A couple of minutes later the teacher arrived and started the lesson. After an hour of sitting through a boring lecture I exited the classroom and waited for Alannah to show up since she has Biology with me.
‘Hey Bex’ I heard from behind me. I turned around to see Alannah standing there behind me.
‘Hi’ i replied and we made our way to Biology.
‘What happened in English then?’ she asked as we started our 2 minute walk.
‘It was so boring! We had to listen to a boring lecture from Ms Laden about ‘Analysing Media Texts. I mean we didn’t actually get to do anything. How can you even do lecture on that!?’
She just chuckled in response and we entered the room. Surprisingly Miss Hope was already in and arranging us with a seating plan. Since when do we have these! I thought to myself. After my name was called out I was shown where to sit and walked over to my spot in the corner of the room. I was the only one on this bench so far and that was fine with me.
Soon the last person was called and he happened to be one of the smartest yet cheekiest in the year. Mr Harry Styles.
He came over and sat next to me a smirk stuck on his face so I just plainly grinned back and he chuckled lightly.
‘So? How are you Harry?’ I asked ever so politely.
‘Good, you?’ He replied.
‘Good. I like your hair.’ He laughed deeply but quietly.
‘Miss Summers? Would you like to share with the class what you and Mr Styles are talking about?’ Miss Hope spoke with a disapproving look taped to her face. Everyone then turned to face us.
‘No Miss, Sorry.’ I said back quietly and then tuned into what she was saying.
‘This term we will be working on a project called The Marriage and Baby Project,’ most of the class groaned at this but some people started grinning and whispering.
‘For this you will be working in pairs and I will choose them,’ well duh!
‘The follow partners are: Sarah Green and Francesca Hurcomb, Chloe Simmons and Lauren McGregor, Alannah Griffin and Jake Beddard, Rebecca Summers and Harry Styles and Alex Pullman and Sam Bateman.’
‘Hey Boo, I’m with you.’ I heard Harry whisper.
‘Hey! That rhymed!’ I answered back with a goofy grin.
The rest or the day went by really quickly and by the time I realized what the time was I was back at home and it was only 3.40.
‘Mom?’ I called out into the empty mansion after shutting the door with my foot. I didn’t get a reply so figured she was still at work. My feet started moving and next I was sitting my bed with my IPhone 5 in hand and my Mac computer switched on.
I put my IPod in my dock and pressed shuffle. All of a sudden Selena Gomez was blasting through the speakers and I was dancing around my fairly big room. I liked the idea of going to the dance studio down stairs so that’s what I did. After 3 hours of dancing and another hour of boring maths homework I felt kinda tired so got ready for bed.
After brushing my teeth and changing into a pair of baggy sweatpants and a loose tee I jumped into bed and drifted off to sleep.
