It was fifteen years until it finally happened. I had dreamt of this moment since I was a little girl wanting my own prince charming. But, this prince was far from charming. Although he wasn’t very charming, he was amazing. Yes, he hurt me a whole lot but I fell in love with him every time he said my name, no matter what adjective came with it.
“Mom, must I go to a real school? Now?” I asked my mother for the millionth time.
“Yes you need to have some social interactions with people your age. I know this will be a weird change but going from homeschooling to normal schooling wont be too bad” She said. In truth it really was. Now I would have to wake up early and catch the bus and wear real clothes and eat horrible school lunches and get home after four. I have no clue how anyone can withhold in these conditions!
Tomorrow I would be starting school at Manning High school. It has been said to be a good school, well better than all of the other high schools in this district. My friends (correction friend) goes to Manning, but she will be in a grade below me. I am going to 11th grade because I went very fast in homeschool thanks to my mom suggesting every other weekend I do my studies. I really should have “graduated” this upcoming summer but I’m already the youngest in my grade. Luckily I wont be failing any classes.
“Wake up!!” Someone screamed in my ear. I opened my eyes and saw the culprit of whom busted my eardrum. “ALFIE GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!” I yelled at my younger brother. He isn’t much younger just ten months. My parents put him in tenth grade, thank God. He quickly ran out of my room with a smirk on his face. He really annoys me sometimes. I quickly got up and got ready for school, sadly. I didn’t eat any breakfast but I only eat it on the weekends.
I looked at the time and saw that the bus left in ten minutes. “Alfie are you ready?” I asked my brother. He shook his head as he jammed a piece of cooked dough into his enormous mouth. We both grabbed our bags and walked to the bus stop. I saw a few people there with us. Two people were making out, which might I add is completely unacceptable in public. There were three girls who were probably all in ninth grade considering they were all looking very nervous and hugging each other as they arrived. Within seconds of the girls finishing their hugs the bus pulled up.
Alfie and I were the last ones to get on the bus and everyone just kind of started at us, or just Alfie. My brother has been known for his long brown hair that like swoops in the front to the right. He is also quite tall, standing 5 inches taller than me making him 5’11. Once I saw an open seat I realized that only about three girls were staring at Alfie, everyone else was staring at me. I’m not what some might call, attractive. Sure my hair is long and wavy but that’s about the only slightly good looking feature about me. I had my hair down and I had only put on mascara because I didn’t have much time. I also kind of just pulled something out of my closet and it was my black dress that has normal t-shirt lengthen sleeves and it ends right above my knees, it didn’t show much on top, mainly because I don’t care for that. I also wore my black combat boots, of which I am surely in love with.
As I slid into the seat fit for two a boy probably 17 looked at me and smiled “Hey black dress” he then winked at me. How demeaning. Alfie then slid in next to me and whispered, “Stay away from any guy I don’t know.” I kind of giggled at his command then looked out the window. The bus stopped two more times before we actually reached the school. Surprisingly we had twenty minutes until out first class actually started. I got off the bus and went to my assigned locker. I opened it up and saw the supply of books and my schedule. I taped the schedule to the inside of the door after I copied it down. I saw that we had twenty minutes breaks between two sets of classes, so I decided to come back for my other classes during those breaks.
I grabbed the books to my first two classes, Algebra 2 and Science. I closed my locker and as I turned around someone was standing there. I yelp as I saw the stranger. “Hey your new aren’t you?” he asked. “Yes I am and I would like to not be late for my first class thank you very much. “
“Calm down, you have ten minutes. What’s your first class?” he asked. I thought about not answering him but he was quite attractive so I told him, “Algebra 2”
“Me too. Shall I show you the way?” he asked.
“I don’t even know your name”
“That’s why I want to show you the way, so you could figure out my name then I could figure out yours,” he said smiling. I looked at him few seconds trying to decide my fait.
“Okay lets go,” I said. He smiled and started to walk. “So your name?” I asked.
“Ahh my name is Louis, Louis Tomlinson” He said.
“Hmm that name sound very familiar.” I said.
“Well I don’t believe we have met, I’m sure that I wouldn’t be able to forget such a beautiful face” He said. I blushed.
“Well I’m Noel,” I said.
“Noel that sounds familiar too. Might you have a brother named Alfredo?” He said.
“Oh my gosh. Yeah Alfie. Now I know who you are!!”
“Ha-ha mystery is solved!”
“Your on Alfie’s basketball team!”
“Ahh correction Alfie is on my basketball team” he said. This time his words had a different tone to it. Possibly British? I laughed at his remark.
“Aren’t you like fifteen?” He asked.
“Yeah. I know I’m above the normal grade. I was homeschooled so… yeah,” I said. He nodded. We soon arrived to our first class and sat down. I sat in the third row of a classroom at an empty table. It looks like each table seats two. Louis took a seat at a table in the back with a friend I’m guessing. I looked back and smiled. He looked at me for a second then stared to get up. His friend quickly pulled him down and whispered something. Louis then stood up and sat next to me. I mentally had a party in my head celebrating the small, but happy, event. The class went by quickly and the teacher was nice, Mr. Black I think was his name.
