Who Would Have Thought(EDITING)

This Should Be Fun

Sometimes I used to wonder if Junior year would be like a fresh start or just another year of high school to get through. The pressure to do well in school was definetely on that year. Little did I know, grades would be the least of my problems.

It all started that morning.

"Jessy, you're going to be late!"

I went with the flower print Hollister dress that day. Bella and I went shopping for the school year all day yesterday (I'm all for procrastination).

After spending 30 minutes on my makeup (because really, who doesn't?) I went down for breakfast, mentally preparing myself for the annual first day of school lecture.

"Morning Mom"

"Hurry up and eat. You can't be late on the first day, what's that going to tell the teachers?"

"Alright, alright" I rolled my eyes. I grabbed a muffin and she absently hit my hand away, tossing me a fruit cup.

There's like two fucking pieces of fruit in here

"Okay, see you later" I almost  say 'love you' but I'm not going to put myself through the disappointment of her ignorning me again. I'll save us both the awkwardness.

"I expect high grades this year Jessy! And don't forget the competition tonight!" she yells after me. I ignore her and keep walking.

"Hey Jess!" Bella exclaims. She's always been the hyper one. I'm 100% honest when I say she's the reason I have friends. I wouldn't have come out of my shell if she didn't break it with a hatchet.

"Hey Bell, I thought I was going to pick you up?"

"I had too much energy to sit and wait, and you drive really fucking slow if I'm being honest" she said

"At least I haven't gotten like 3 tickets this month alone. Seriously Bell you're gunna crash one day and I'm gunna laugh"

"Oh how lucky I am to have a friend like you" She says fake-heartedly.

I stuck my tongue out, and got in the car. The banter is great, distracting me from this nervous energy.

"Good luck this year by the way, I heard those teachers for your college classes are assholes."

"Yeah, Mom's already on my ass about college so, let me just say my prayers now"

She rolled her eyes, Bella never really liked my mom. Hell, I  dont even like her.

"Speaking of which, I there's a poptart in my bag I got for you" 

And this is why I love Bella. She just knows. She knows how my mom is, and I'm so grateful for her.

"Love you" She waved me off but we understand each other.

We walked to our usual meeting place, to our usual circle of friends. I have a lot but i'm closest to Bella and Ashton. Ashton and I met when he came to my studio and we've been friends longer then me and Bella have. He plays more of a Big Brother role than anything.

"Hey Ash, you ready for later?"

"We're gunna kick ass" he winked and kissed my cheek as a hello. People would think we're dating, but that would just be weird.

I heard him before I saw him. That condescending voice that always says those little comments to get under my nerves. He usually succeeds.

"Well if it isn't Jess in a dress, again. Nice legs by the way," he winks. I try to ignore him, but he doesn't stop, "What, no tiara today? Im sure Daddy's Little Princess would have one, right?"

He never ceases to hit a nerve, I'll give him that.

"Can you shut the fuck up? You immature asshole?" He looked satisfied to have gotten a reaction out of me. I wanted to slap the smirk off his face, but I had more class than that.

"You need to leave" Ashton glared, he hates Harry as much as I do. Harry put his hands up in surrender, the smirk still on his face, and backed off. "Hate that guy, you good?" Ashton was always more than a little protective.

"Thanks Ash. You know I'm a big girl though, right? Like I can fend for myself."

He waved me off and headed to class, throwing a "have a good day" over his shoulder.

Not likely

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I never liked science.

But now I hate it.

"Hey Barbie, looks like we sit next to each other" He looked so smug, I was just annoyed.

"Is it really that suprising?"

Our last names "Styles" and "Stankard" is the only reason we are ever next to each other.

"Stop with the prissy attitude, bitch isn't a good look for you"

"Suits me better then how cunt suits you."

"Whatever Skankard"

"Clever, how long did it take to come up with that one?"

The teacher's voice silenced us, "Okay guys I want you look at the person next you. They are your lab partner for the rest of the year. Every lab, project, assignment, they will be working with you so get comfortable because they are now your new best friend."

This is just not my day.

"Oh joy." he mumbled sarcastically under his breath.

"Get over yourself, I'm not exactly thrilled either."

"You're the blessed one babe, but for some reason god hates me."

"Fuck you."

"Never in a million years" he laughed.

And that's how it all began.

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So I'm re-writing this whole beginning, because I am now 17 and a wattpad expert If i do say so myself. My awkward 13 year old self did not know shit about writing im actually embarrassed like i was cringing reading back that whole thing, I personally apoligize to anyone who went through that.

Thanks to my readers! comment vote and stuff. I'll try to update more, after I edit.