CHAPTER 1

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"I cant believe another year has past and we're finally here."

"I know, its kind of scary if you think about it."

Ah yes. Grade 12 of high school. What a scary year. I don't even know how I made it this far to be completely honest with you, I thought I would've quit by now to join the circus or something.

"We actually made it Ally, 9 years of friend ship and we made it to the end of high school together."

Beth and I weren't friends when we were younger. In Grade 3 Beth wasn't really the nicest person out there, and I was the opposite. Yeah, we were polar opposites so we hated each other. Eventually it got to the point of Beth pulling at my hair and me digging my nails into her arm, which then led to the principal's office. Now you can imagine Grade 3 kids sitting in the principal's office, we were scared shitless. The principal told us that if we didn't try to be friends we'd have to pick up rubbish for the rest of the year. So here we are today.

"I'm nervous to be back actually. This doesn't feel real."

"I think you're just nervous to see Ethan again" Beth gave a sympathetic look and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"You may be right, but I don't want to think about him this year. New year, new me."

"please don't say that phrase because we all know when someone says 'new year, new me' nothing changes. So please if you want to convince me you're fine say anything but that."

This makes me laugh. "seriously Beth, I'm fine. Ethan is out of my life now and I plan to keep it that way."

"whatever you say sugar" Beth replied as she scanned the halls for familiar faces. "Who are they?"

I turn to try and figure out who Beth is talking about. That's when I see them. Two incredible looking boys who walked the school like they owned the place. One was average height with black slick hair, big brown eyes that were so captivating and he had lips that looked so soft and moist, he wore a white singlet that showed his bulging muscles, black jeans and white vans that looked so clean he would've had to bought them this morning. He was gorgeous. The other one, well he was utter perfection to me. He had dark brown curly hair that he clearly put no effort into whatsoever but it still looks amazing and he had these electrifying green eyes that made my heart pound while they scanned the halls, he had a black t-shirt on which was so tight on his skin it made me gulp, he wore black jeans and black vans. Why is it that black on black on black complimented him so damn well. Our eyes met and I instantly looked away when I looked back he was smirking and shaking his head. Embarrassed about what just happened I look over to Beth who is now on her phone.

"You stared at them the whole time that they were walking in the hall."

"I was not! I was staring behind them most of the time. I barely noticed them." I know that is definitely not true and so does Beth.

"Sure Ally, whatever you say." She mocks with a smirk. I shove her and start walking away.

"See you after classes Ally." Beth calls out as I get further and further away.

I start making my way to class and nerves kick in again. Beth is my only friend in this whole school and seen as she's not in this class I may have a problem. I walk in relieved that basically no one is here yet so I can pick my own seat without feeling pressured into sitting somewhere I don't want to sit (fussy, I know) I take a seat near the front of the class but not too close as I don't want to be classified as one of those school loving geeks. I hate school but I figure if you're being forced to come here might as well do it right. I get out my books and wait for other kids to rock up. That's when my eyes meet again with sexy gorgeous green eyes. I tear my eyes away from his although I still see him look me up and down. He snickers and walked away. I don't look that bad today do I? I look down at my outfit and suddenly get really self conscious. I'm wearing an oversized maroon sweater with black ripped skinny jeans and white vans, my long dark brown hair is in a messy plait because I honestly couldn't be bothered straitening it, I also couldn't be bothered with makeup so all I did was put mascara on my grey eyes. My freckles were showing and my two moles where showing too but I still don't think it was enough to be snicked at. As the class filed in the teacher did also.

"I'm Mr. Johnson and I'll be your history teacher this semester. I'm just going to do the role to get to know all your names because I'm a forgetful person. Mr. Johnson went through most of the role when I heard my name "Ally Hall?"

"Here." I said politely, just to make sure I get on his good side. The roll keeps going and going and feels like it's never going to stop. I zone out for a bit but when I zone back in and I realised the new guys hasn't responded to any name yet and I'm itching to find out his name.

"And last on the list, Harry styles?"

"Here." He smirks.


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