Stephanie’s P.O.V
Once Harry has left, I get changed into my pajamas then go down to the longue and sit on the couch. I feel like watching something cheesy with a happy ending so I put it on Disney Channel. High School Musical is on. Fantastic movie if you want an extremely happy ending. Well anything on Disney Channel is really.
I pause the TV to go grab some popcorn. Mom’s been grocery shopping so there’s now lemonade in the fridge. I pour a glass and go back into the longue. Halfway through the movie, my mom comes in and sits next to me. I move over and offer her some popcorn. She grabs a handful and we sit in silence watching Troy and Gabriella being awesome.
The movie finishes and I get off the couch, say goodnight to mom and go upstairs to my room .I run the day through my brain and can’t help wishing that mom had come home two minutes later. That way I could have kissed Harry. Not because I like him or anything. But so it would be out of the way, making it less awkward when we have to kiss in front of the entire drama club… Oh my god! I have to kiss Harry in front of the entire drama club! This is terrible!
Ok. Sleep time is not the time for thinking about terrifying stuff. It is the time for sleeping. And dreaming about things totally Un-Harry related. I close my eyes, but the only things I can think about are all very Harry related. Well then. I guess I’m going to be thinking about Harry tonight. Not because I like him though! Because I have to work with him. And working with him all day has made me think of him. Because I do not like Harry Cooper. At all. Not even a tiny bit. Seriously.
When my alarm goes off on Monday morning, I roll over and smack it to shut it up. I’m so tired. I was texting Harry until almost 3 in the morning last night. I hadn’t even noticed the time until mom smacked on my door and told me to go to sleep.
I realize that I’m going to have to get out of bed at some point so I slowly get up and drag myself to the bathroom, take and shower and brush my teeth. Same boring routine every single day. I pull on a pair of jeans and a blue sweater with the drama symbol on it .Then I go and sit on the couch, waiting for mom to get up and ready.
My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and smile when I see it’s from Harry:
Harry C – Sorry I kept u up so late last nite. If ur as tired as I am now then school’s going to b torture!
Me – I’m blaming you for this you know? :-P
Harry C – Ok, I’m hiding from you today
Me – Play rehearsals @ 3:30. Can’t avoid me there.
Harry C – Damn. Ur right!
Me – Of course! When am I not.
My mom comes down the stairs just as my text is sending. She grabs the keys while I swing my bag over my shoulder and rush out the door to the car. I text Harry the whole way to school. At the front gate I get out of the car and walk over to meet Elizabeth and Juliana at the front of the school. They each link an arm through mine and we walk to our favourite tree, discussing our weekends. Juliana got in a fight with her boyfriend and Elizabeth got a new cat called Dog.
We’re just making plans to meet on Thursday after school, when I notice a shadow approaching us. I look around and smile when I see Harry. He stops just in front of us.
“Hey Harry,” I say smiling at him.
He smiles back, “Hey Stephanie, would it be ok if I left rehearsals a few minutes early tonight. I’m getting picked up at 4:30 and it’s something kind of important.”
“Yeah sure. That’s no problem. You’ll be there for the rest though?”
“Of course! It’s going to be awesome with everyone else there this time,” he says.
“Definitely!” I agree
“Well I have to go now, see you later Stephanie,” he waves
“Bye, Harry,” I say
When I turn back around, Elizabeth and Juliana are giving me a knowing look. “Don’t you dare say you don’t like him, Stephanie,” Juliana says, “We’re your friends and we don’t want you lying to us.”
“I don’t like him!” I say immediately, almost a little bit too quickly.
Elizabeth and Juliana obviously notice because they have identical smirks on their faces, “You sure about that?” Elizabeth asks.
“It sounds like you’re in denial!” Juliana laughs.
I feel a blush creeping up my neck, “Shut up! You guys are being cruel!” I pick up my bag and walk to first period with them behind me cracking up until we head in separate directions.
