Never Again

Ch. 3 ~ A Good Feeling

I kept walking in anger when a thought hit me. Bloody hell. I don't even know where I'm supposed to be.

I turned around slowly, hoping that the pack of idiots had left my locker, so that I could go get my schedule and see where I was heading.

But of course they hadn't. Great. I walked up to my locker and opened it, hoping that none of them would say anything.

"So you missed me already." The guy that had called me babe before said, and I didn't have to turn around to know that he was smirking.

"I'm not talking to you." I said with my back still facing them.

"Ooh, she's playing hard to get." I twirled around.

"I don't have to play hard to get since I'll never be yours." I spat and turned around again to look at my schedule. History: room 87. I closed my locker and put my schedule in my back pocket. It will be easier to have it with me instead of going to my locker after every class. I don't have any books anyways, because I haven't got them yet.

I turned around and started walking away.

"Okay, see you later then!" The "leader" yelled to my back.

"I don't think so!" I yelled back without turning around to face him. I sat down on a bench and closed my eyes. I'm too tired for this kind of crap.

Why did Niall have to be so rude all of a sudden. And I thought I had a new friend. Now what am I supposed to do the rest of the day? I don't know anyone in this school. Well, I certainly didn't know Niall, but at least I could have got to know him. I guess not.

I was so lost in my own thoughts that I almost didn't hear the bell ring one last time. I jumped up and ran to my class. When I entered the classroom everyone had already sat down in their seats and looked at me with big eyes. God, it looked like they were all seconds away from jumping up and eat me.

"Ah, you must be Ms.Reily." A tall man, standing in front of the class said.

I nodded.

"Hi, I'm Mr.Stanley, your new history teacher." He smiled politely at me and shook my hand.

"Hi." I smiled back at him.

"Let me see, you can sit down next to.." He looked out at his class and searched for any empty seats.

"She can sit next to me, Mr.Stanley." I heard a boy say.

"Mr.Horan, of course." Mr.Stanley smiled politely at the blonde boy. Bloody hell, you've got to be kidding me.

Mr.Stanley looked over at me.

"You can sit down next to Niall over there." He said and pointed at him. "Thank you." I mumbled and walked over to Niall. I sat down on the chair next to him ~the one that was the closest to the window~ and sighed.

"Hi." He said. Really, now he wanted to talk? Well, I'm sorry to break it to you but you kind of blew that chance before. Bastard. But I've been raised well, so I had to greet him back. Unfortunately.

"Hi." I said and kept me gaze on a leaf that was twirling around outside of the window.

"So.." He said awkwardly. "What do you think of this school so far?"

"I don't know this is my first class, remember?" Maybe I said it a little bit too coldly, but c'mon, he kind of have himself to blame.

"Oh, yeah.. Where you from?" He asked instead.

"England." I sighed, still looking at the leaf that slowly disapeard out of my sight.

"I thought so." I frowned and looked over at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly and looked down at his hands in his lap.