POSSIBLY British (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Tropical punch koolaid

•Ella's pov.•

It was my first day of junior year. My alarm went off at 6:30 and I only had an hour to get ready. "Crap" I murmured as I rolled out of bed.

Since I've been going to the same school since k-5 I didn't really care what I looked like but It would be nice to give a good impression on the first day.

I picked out a pair of white skinny jeans, a flowy mint green tank, and some gold sandals with a pair of small gold stud earrings and a gold cuff bracelet.

I stood staring at my tan in the mirror. I have really fair skin but for some reason I got a really nice tan this summer and the white skinnies I'm wearing are really bringing it out.

For makeup I applied a thin layer of foundation, powder, light blush and a few coats of black mascara. I have poop brown eyes but for some reason I really like them and when I put on mascara my eyes really pop, I guess you could say.

My long brown hair sat on my head in a tangled frizzy mess. The humidity down here in the Deep South was definatly not going easy on my locks today. I didn't have very much time left, so I took out my wet to straight flat iron and straightened my hair. I kind of curled the ends a little to give it a bit of a dressier look. I then teased the crown of my head and smoothed it down, just to give my hair a little bit of volume since It was now pretty much lifelessly flat.

I had 10 minutes left before I had to go to the hell hole we call school, so I rushed down stairs and scarfed down a piece of Nutella toast and some milk.

I sprinted to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I ran to my room, now out of breath I'm so out of shape, grabbed my phone my purse and my cursed backpack. I yelled bye to my mom and sister and hopped into my tiny white Kia.

It's actually the cutest car I think I've ever seen. It suits me perfectly considering I'm only 5'3.

When I cranked my car I plugged my I phone into the auxiliary cord and turned up my playlist labeled "hipster songs idk" and of course in the middle of my favorite song ever , if you can't hang by sleeping with sirens, Lana called me and shut off my song.

"What do you want Lana" I said in an irritated tone

. " oh my god Ella you have to get to school ASAP. There is a hot new group of guys standing by the door and I can't walk in by myself!" Lana scream whispered into the phone.

" I'm pulling into the parking lot right now Lan calm the frick down."

For some reason the first day of school always put me in a bad mood even if I felt completly happy on the inside. I pulled into the student parking lot and took MY parking space. I disconnected my phone from the aux cable and grabbed my purse and book Bag from the passenger seat.

I walked quickly over to the main entrance where I saw Lana squatting by a bush. I have to admit she looked pretty comical.

I snuck up behind her and poked her sides. She screamed and threw her arms in the air." Oh my gosh El don't do that to me!!! " I nearly shat my pants!!!"

I couldn't help but laugh " I'm sorry but you know that was funny." I said nearly falling over.

" whatever butthead let's just go in, do I look ok??!??"

"Yeah you look sessy" I said in a joking manner but it was true, she looked gorgeous.

"Ok thanks. You don't look too bad yourself" Lana said elbowing me lightly on the arm.

Lana picked up her things off the ground and we walked towards the doors at the main intrance.

"holy wow" in front of me was a a boy with curly brown hair "he is so hot omg I can't go in there he'll be repulsed when he looks at me!"

"I like the one with the black hair, he looks like a hollister model." Lana said in a daze.

I got up some courage and slung open the double glass doors. Everyone was so involved in their own conversations that, thankfully, they didn't even acknowledge our existence.

Lana and I walked over to the corner we stood in every morning of sophomore year.

We go to a small private school of about 100 people in the whole jr through highschool campus. I liked it though, because there were less people there was less drama. Especially since the school brat transferred second semester of freshman year.

"Hey" Lana said nudging my shoulder. " I think that curly is eyeing you."

"Lana quit being stupid no he's not."

"I swear on getting paramore tickets he is, look!" She said jerking my head his direction. I made immidate eye contact with him.

He smiled at me slightly and I blushed. But when Ella Jane Carter blushes its not a cute little pink cheek smiling thing. It's more like I turn into a cherry inside a volcano and I erupt and start sweating nervously and I gag a little.

Yeah, it's hot I know.

"El he smiled at you!" Lana screamed and grabbed my hands shaking them violently.

"Chilllllll everyone is staring at us now, way to go swag...." I spat in a prissy tone.

Luckily for Lana the bell rang and we had to go to home room, so I don't have time to chew her out or kill her for embarassing me.

•Harry's pov.•

"Zayn bro look at those girls over there."

" what about them mate?"

"Do you not see how hot the brunet is?! She looks like something out of a magazine."

" haha she's a lot hotter than that Kendall girl you liked at the last school we had to transfer to."

" I thought we agreed to never bring her up again." I said annoyed.

"Sorry I won't talk about her again, yeh?" Zayn said in his heavy Bradford accent.

"Harold quit staring at them for f-cks sake! There going to think your a mental case or a creeper."

"she's just so perfect. Like I haven't seen any hot girls in mississippi so far..."

" what about those 6 million girls you saw at the airport that you said you fancied? Hmm?"

"Yeah, she's way hotter than all of them. She got an ass like louis"

" I guess, I mean she's pretty but I guess she's not my taste, the blonde though is another story. Look at her body, she works out I can tell. She does her squats" Zayn stared at Lana.

" ohhh whose obsessing now!" I had become almost oblivious to the fact that the the two girls in The corner were now staring back at me.

"Bro bro" zayn spazzed. " there looking at us"

I gave the brunet a cheeky smile and the blonde freaked out shaking her friend everywhere.

I actually felt kind of bad for her, slightly regretting my choice of smiling.

The brunet blushed harshly. She turned really red and she looked like, is that sweat? Is she sweating?!? That's gross.

she looked like she was extremely embarrassed but she was still Unbelievably attractive even when she was the color of tropical punch koolaid.

The bell rand loudly and snapped me out of my thoughts and back Into the real world. I now had to find my home room class.

I wandered around a bit untill the principal saw me and directed me toward the right room.

The brunette from before school was in my home room. I hope I don't scare her, I don't think I look intimidating. I'm probably not her type, he-l she probably had a boyfriend.

I continued thinking as I took a seat in the back of the class. The teacher introduced him self and said the subject he would be teaching and kept on rambling about his pet cat named calli that tore up his couch this summer, and how he got mad and put her outside and she ran in the road and got hit by a car. It was a depressing story but I was only half listening.

I couldn't stop thinking about 'her' I had to get up the courage to at least ask for her number by the end of the week.