Closest To Heaven [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1: Harry Who?

The sun shoned on my eyes which caused them to flutter. An annoying buzzing sound continously creeps in the back of my ear, coming to realization with myself that it's the first day of school! I'm not any good at remembering important dates as such this but I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and went straight toward the bathroom. 

I firstly brushed my teeth and showered. I had absolutely no time to eat breakfast, great. Of course the repetition of my moms voice pinched my ear drums but I dealt with it. 

"Isabella hurry you're going to be late" She practically screamed while honking the horn, repeatedly, typical. I pulled on my favorite jeans and a plain white shirt that hugged my torso well. As I fixed my hair into a bun I grabbed all of my belongings which I need to ya know...survive. Before leaving my household I went through my usual mental checklist: iPhone? Check. Bookbag? Check. Money? Check, and with that I leaped out of the small brown house and met with my mother inside the car. 

"Need more time Ms. Hollywood? My mom says with a small grin on her face. Oh God. "Oh, Please" I say almost out of breath, earning a chuckle from my mother. Within seconds I was on my way to school. 

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The car pulled up to my highschool and I frantically struggled to open the car door, in reality the anticipation was getting to me. My mom giggles to herself lightly barely audible and opens mine with ease. I'm such a loser. My cheecks heat up from the embaressment, and I rushed out. Before leaving my mom and I exchanged "goodbyes" and such. 

As I made my way to the entrance I met up with two of my best of friends. Trish and Leah. They were always there for me during the toughest of times, although I am no popular gal, I had my share of friends. We spent the few remaining minutes we had before school started talking and catching up. When the bell rung we scattered the halls going to our classes.

First period Trish and I had english class, leaving Leah to another class. It was a bit sad because in our Freshman year we've had all classes practically together,always. This should take some time getting used to. As Mr. Ethers opened the classroom door, Trish and I wasted no time finding our seats, so we could be close of course. 

We get the usual pep talk about this school year and such. Now that we're sophmores nothing necessarily surprises us about what the school does, it's basically the same every year. About Fifteen Minutes into first period the schools Councelar Mrs. Bradely holds the attention of the class, she calls in for a boy who seems to be waiting out in the hallway.

"Now class I know initally all seats for the Freshman and Sophmores classes were all taken but we made room for someone new to not only this school, but our country!" Everyone "Ooed" and "Ahhed" at her last few words. Great. Hopefully he's not annoying, I've had enough of that in this school. Now the boy who was called in now fully shows himself to the class and I was confused. He didn't look very different from everyone else. 

Mrs. Bradely speaks up "Why don't you introduce yourself?". The curly haired boy knods and opens his mouth "Hiii, I'm Harry....Harry Styles" he smiles cheekily at everyone and the class uproars in laughter at his humorous introduction. He has a very thick British accent, oh so that's where he's from, England.  

"Please have a seat, Mr. Styles" Mr. Ethers suggests. He walks shamelessly and confident to a seat to the right of me. While he sits down he glances at me and shoots a quick smile. I took in every detail of Harry's face as it scanned mine. His green were intriguing, a very harsh complection of Green. The way his eyes fit his face perfectly made my cheeks heat up. 

Trish nudges me and makes heart signs towards me and Harry. A quick "shush" escapes my mouth to her and she giggles. By the time I knew it the class is over and the rest of the periods before lunch went by with complete ease. Trish, Leah, and I met up at the Lunchroom, and we took our seats with no hesitation. 

As we sit at our round table we caught up on our day as usual. This day was actually going pretty swiftly nothing perplexing came about yet, as soon as I said that Harry makes his way to our table.

I spoke way too soon.