The Geek Project

One.

3rd person POV (just for intro)

"Louis!" Niall spotted Louis from across the hall, slung his bag over his shoulder and ran over to where he was eagerly searching through his locker.

"Hey Niall." Louis said as Niall grabbed his new schedule from his hand and scanned it, comparing it with his.

"I have music and biology." Louis said snatching the schedule away.

"I have drama and Spanish." Niall said with a sigh.

"I'll see you at lunch, Niall!" Louis yelled as he heading towards the West Wing.

"I'll be there!" Niall ran to his music class in the North Wing, dodging the students on his way.

Louis POV

I enter the class just as the bell rings.

"Nice of you to join us, Louis, I'm guessing?" A skimpy women behind the desk announces.

"Yes, ma'am." I sigh, sitting down in one of the two empty desks placed in the back. I pull out my books with a creak from the desk under me and a sigh from the newly introduced 'Ms. Holland'.

She doesn't waste a second, beginning with a overview of the most famous singers, musicians, songwriters and bands. And not a second more introducing out first project.

"Next month, you will be presenting an original song." The class erupts into a chorus of groans.

"But, you will have a partner." A few heads turn and fingers point.

"That I will assign." Everyone slouches over in disappointment.

"Turn to your desk partner and get started, this is the only class time you'll have." She turns back towards her desk and shuffles a few papers.

"Oh, Louis your partner is not here today, you can start on your own." She turns back around, leaving it at that. I roll my eyes into the back of my head and sketch in my notebook. I'm not doing this alone.

•••

"Hey, Niall!" I say, as he approaches our usual lunch table, minus Zayn everyone is here.

"Hey Lou." Niall says, biting a bit off of a chip.

"Liam, what classes do you have?" I ask, as Danielle joins us at the table.

"Chemistry and musical theater."

"I hope Zayn has music." I groan and lay my head on the gray table.

Molly joins us and Niall embraces her with a peck on the cheek and a small blush. I scowl and stick my tongue out at Niall like a child.

"Is little Louis jealous? Little single Louis?" Niall mocks, covering Molly in kisses. She giggles and pushes him away, obviously not very eager for PDA.

•••

"Lou!" Phoebe screams as I waltz through the door. She runs and latches on to my legs.

"I missed you, Louis! Mum had to pick me up from school."

"Oh yeah? I'm sorry I was out with some friends. Where is mum?" I ask her, crouching down to her eye level.

"In her room." She squeals then pads back into the living room with the rest of her sisters.

"Hey girls!" I yell before disappearing back down the hallway to my room.

"Hey mum." I peak into her room wear she lay face down on the bed, buried deep into some book.

"Hey Louis."

As soon as I reach my room, I fall backwards on to my bed, letting out an elongated sigh.

I zip through my English homework and study shortly for Maths. Yet, my music project slips into my mind more than I would please. Before I know it, I'm digging through my closet trying to find my guitar from 10th grade that didn't last 5 months before I gave up. Finally, as out-of-tune and damaged it is, its in my lap and I'm strumming a few memorable chords. This could actually work.

•••

Awoken by the smell of bacon snaking its way up the stairs, I slowly got up. I anxiously waited all night for the next morning. I want to get to third period for music.

"Louis! Get up, lets go!" My mum yells, I reply with a short 'coming' and slip a pair of thin plaid pajama bottoms on my legs.

Dan places a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me with a fork and knife, telling me to make sure the girls get to school safely and to drive slowly. My mum and Dan leave together. "Girls!" I yell, calling them all downstairs.

Lottie appears at the top of the steps followed by Fizzy, Daisy, and Phoebe.

"Be ready by 7:00. Its 6:45." I say, climbing up the stairs to my room.

"Louis! I need more time!" Lottie exclaims, sleep shorts still on.

"Just throw on some jeans!" She rolls her eyes and stomps back into the room she shares with Fizzy. I smile to myself and throw on a Rolling Stones tee shirt and a pair of black jeans.

I brush my teeth and tell the girls to be ready.

"Lou, you look goth." Fizzy complains and giggles.

"Fizz, you look like a rainbow." I say eyeing her overly colorful outfit. "and a mess. Go change for God's sake!" I point a finger up the steep carpeted stairs, and wait not so patiently with the twins.

•••

I stop the oversized SUV at the twins school first, then Fizzy and Lottie, and finally I drag the long vehicle into the student parking lot. I grab my school bag from the trunk and swing it over my shoulder, starting the trek to Building B. First period flys by, but second period? Not so much. I feel like I've been dissecting this sheep's eye for years, and all I want is to leave for third period to come as fast as possible. After seeing too many parts of any animal for the rest of the year, I exit the hellhole of a biology room and take a deep breath of clean air.

I pass all of the students and topple into my desk, sighing heavily with my head in my hands. I'd never wish that sight upon anyone.

I'm shaken from my trance when a figure appears beside me, annoyingly large bifocals placed on the bridge of his nose.

Marcel Styles, the biggest geek, nerd and loser in all of London.

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