Aurora PoV
After a few more whispers about us Harry led himself to the back of the class, I follow slowly and placed myself in a chair next to him. He examines me carefully, not at my body, but my face, my expression. My comfort being neutralized by the second, I look forward with boys turned back grinning at me. I feel my cheeks becoming pink and I look down. I never got this much attention in my life before. I still feel Harry looking me me, not saying a single word. "May I ask you something, why are you starring at me?" I interrupt his concentration.
Harry plobs back in his chair, one knee bent, the other straight out. "I wasn't starring." He scoffs, rolling his eyes in sync. "I was testing if you we're going to blush and giggle, but I guess not." He chuckles and starts speaking again. "The other boys look at you and you blush, class whore." Harry looking forward. My jaw drops, I scoff and leaned in closer.
"Please don't ruin my year, I'm trying to be normal." I whisper to him, I adjust myself with a straight posture and took out my notepad. Before I could ask again Mrs. Smith spoke up. "Now with your partners discuss a play, book, movie, and so on. Here's the catch, it has to be about more mature subjects; drugs, abuse, lust." The whole class oo'ed and were excited, not me. "Also this is going to be a essay, but if you want extra points added on you can act it out." She says raising her arms up and rolling her wrists, her palms facing the celing, posing. She must be a drama teacher, too.
The bell rung and students begin to grab their books and walk out. I was the las in the class, talking to Mrs. Smith was very nice. I said goodbye to her and walked to P.E. to see Blithe, Willow, and Harley waiting for me. We walk in the double doors with sweat filling my nose miaking me cringe. "You'll get use to it." Harley wispers to me, I smile and continue walking with the three other girls. Willow walks off to a boy eyeing her, we all watch her kiss him, slightly grinding on him. He was pretty cute but he was Willow's, she walks to us with a grin, her lipstick smudged a little.
The P.E. teacher gave me the proper attire for this class, and I head straight to the locker room. I change and tied my hair in a ponytail, my loose curls intertwining themselves together. Turns out we were watching a movie the whole class period about muscles and nutrition. After the movie was done I changed to my original outfit, walking out of the walking room pulling my hair out and fixing it with my hand. I slightly rush to Art, my favourite subject. I enter the paint splattered door, I sit by a table full of canvases, sitting there saving a seat for Harley.
Harley enters the room and sees me. "Aurora, don't sit there." She says to me pulling me up, I giver her a confused look and she talks again. "Harry sits there." She answers my confused face. I gladly follow her, then Harry walks in. His chocolate curls out of his face, our eyes meet again. He walks towards me and grabs my arm tightly, making Harley stop. He leans down breathing in my ear. "For our play, let's talk about drugs." He let's go and walks away, Harley doing the same. I rather talk about abuse.
A.N
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