*Dacota's POV*
I make my way to Geometry. Not a favorite, but I still have an A, so...
"Hello, Dacota." My teacher Mrs. Quinn says. I smile at her and take my seat. Everyone else files in and Mrs. Quinn shuts the door.
"Alright class, let's get-" but she was cut off by the door opening. I look up and see Harry waltzing in like an African Prince riding in on an elephant.
"Sorry, Mrs. Q." he says and winks at her. I roll my eyes as she blushes and pulls him in front of the class.
"Class, this is our new student, Mr. Harry Styles. He is here for his three month break from tour and is returning to school. So, please, everyone welcome him and help him. Now, please take a seat next to..... ah, Dacota, raise your hand, Dacota. You can sit next to her."
"You've got to be kidding me." I mumble as he walks over. He plops down next to me and I ignore him completely.
"Now, let's start again." Mrs. Quinn starts to babble about something I already knew about and I just daze off into space. I feel a tap on my shoulder and try to ignore it. Then I feel another tap, and another, and another, AND another, until finally...
"What do you want?!" I whisper yell to Harry who had been tapping me.
"I was just wondering if you could help me..." he trails off. Oh...
"Okay, sure. Well, what part are you stuck on?" I ask. I like helping people with work.
"Um, everything?" he says it as more of a question.
"Well, first of all, you bring this over there, and that over there and that goes there and then you just divide that by that and there you have it!" I explain simply. I look over at him and he looks confused.
"You might need some extra help on this. You could ask Mrs. Quinn to get you a student tutor and then do study sessions after school." I recommend.
"Yeah, that would probably help a lot." he says with a small chuckle. I nod and then realize that Mrs. Quinn is passing out the homework. We both grab it and I just ignore it because I can do it fast after school.
"Is this right?" Harry asks me.
"Almost. You forgot to move that and this. There you go! You've got this!" I say. I'm a very encouraging person.
"You're real nice, Dani?" He asks that more of a question too.
"Dacota." I correct him.
"Dacota." he says, smiles, and returns to his work.
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Harry's getting nicer!!! Yay!!!
*Sammie🐷*
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Paper Airplanes
Fanfiction"She folded up her fears, misfortunes, and doubts like paper airplanes and let them fly into the wind, never to return again."
