Chapter Nine

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Louis' P.O.V.

Now at the front office, as soon as I walk in my brother Drake stands up.

"What took you so long?" Drake laughs lightly. "How far away was Harry's class?"

"Not far at all, just had some things happen, that's all." I smile to myself, my cheeks heated slightly.

My brother doesn't pester on about exactly what things happened, and we head into the back of the front office. Drake guides me into the staff meeting room, and there are three other individuals sitting at the large table. They eye me up and down, probably trying to decipher whether I'll be a problem student or not. I politely greet them as Drake and I sit down.

"Hello," I say kindly. "Nice to meet you all." I tell the three authorities, and they smile at my politeness.

"Hello, you must be Louis Tomlinson?" says the only man out of the three adults. I'm gonna guess he's the principal.

"Yes, I am." I confirm, reaching across the table to shake the man's hand. I shake hands with the two ladies as well.

"Pleasure to finally have you with us." the man chuckles, and I blush in slight embarrassment. "I am Mr. Rhodes, the school principal. To your left is Mrs. Adams, the assistant principal, and to your right is the school board district leader Mrs. Divine." The principal tells me, and I nod politely.

"We have you files here with us, courtesy of your brother, and we have some questions and things to sort out regarding your enrollment into Blue Ridge High." Mr. Rhodes says, his thick and low voice sending somewhat of a shiver to my soul.

"He's a nice man, Louis. Calm down..." I mentally scold myself, trying to ease my nerves.

I really need this to go well.

I send my brother Drake a nervous look, and he is unbothered. I really hope he knows what he's doing.

"So, your brother and legal guardian here says that it is important that you have all the same class periods as Harry Styles..." Mr. Rhodes says, looking through papers and papers of my information.

Information that had to be altered in some areas...

I'm not exactly a normal human being anymore, but the details to that aren't exactly beneficial nor necessary right now.

"Why is that?" asks the principal, pushing his glasses up. He looks back and forth between Drake and I.

Drake pulls out more papers and slides them across the desk.

"Because Louis here is required by medical professionals to keep track of Harry Styles on the daily for the sake of Harry's mental health, sir." Drake says confidently, and the three adults reading over the authentic looking documents.

"It'd be illegal for you to deny Louis being in all of Harry's classes, which would result in your arrest." Drake adds, bringing out more papers from his folder.

I am in awe.

Drake really does know what he's doing.

Time passes on rather quickly, just twenty minutes of discussion, and before I know it I am being given a schedule and a school map. That didn't take nearly as long as I had expected!

"I am happy to have you as part of our school, Mr. Tomlinson." Mr. Rhodes says, giving me a firm handshake.

"Thank you, sir." I say happily, and Drake and I leave the front office.

I wrap him up in a large hug, thanking him a million times for being so brilliant.

"Thank you so much, Drake! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I shout, jumping up and down excitedly.

Here's a secret...

I've never actually been a student in school before.

Ever since I was little, I've been homeschooled and taken care of by Drake. Both our mom and dad died in a plane crash on a business trip, and Drake was old enough to be my legal guardian. We do have plenty of family members that could have taken me in, could have taken us both in, but Drake had a plan for me.

He wanted me to be the first P.H.C.

With the highest form of education attainable, Drake was able to pave his way into the work field full of intelligent scientists, machinists, designers, technologists, and most important of all, sociologists and psychiatrists.

That's a lot, I know, but that's just how insanely intelligent my brother is.

All of his hard work and success along with many people he works with has made me into the human being I am today. I couldn't be any more proud of him, and I couldn't be any more happy being a P.H.C.

I couldn't be any more happy being Harry's P.H.C.

I'm going to enjoy being around Harry at school so much. I love being able to protect people.

I love making people happy.

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