It was third period Geography and Harry sat down in a seat in the middle of the room. He had very harsh OCD so everything needed to be perfect. He saw a boy walk in with raven hair and the brightest smile he had ever looked at. The boy sat down next to him. Harry knew that this kid was a regular at Bradford Prep, he seemed too comfortable to be new. The raven-haired guy turned to Harry and offered his tanned hand out to shake. He spoke with a harsh Bradford accent “Vas up? I’m Zayn. Ya new here?” He asked Harry. Quietly, but loud enough for Zayn to hear, he spoke, “Yeah, I just moved here from Cheshire.” “Oh, my best friend Louis’ dads place is there! Love the town!!” “Louis?” Harry spurted out without realizing how stupid he was for saying that. Zayn raised an eyebrow and spoke a little confused. “You know him?” “Yeah, were locker mates.” Oh, you’re Harry, right?” Harry was surprised how quick news could spread around the school.
Louis took a seat in his third period Maths, next to a chestnut haired boy. He was very quiet and didn’t take his eyes off his textbook when Louis created a racket putting his book-bag down. The boy jumped a little when Louis dropped his books on his desk. Then he turned to Louis, Louis smiled and his blue eyes sparkled. He offered his hand out to the boy and the boy meekly grabbed on to shake. “I’m Louis, I haven’t seen you around here, so you must be new.” “Yeah, I just moved here from Wolverhampton, my dad got a job offer.” “Cool, by the way what’s your name?” “Um…it’s Liam. I really hate my name, it’s too regular.” Louis smiled and turned around to face the front of the room, and the class started.
