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POV Audrey

7:00

My first day, I'm lucky that Daria has the same classes as I do so I just have to follow her.

I put my clothes on, fix my hair, do my make-up and place my books in my backpack.

It's 7:15 and I see that Daria isn't awake yet so I go to her bed and try to wake her up. after some yelling she finally wakes up.

"What time is it?"

She asks with a grispy voice.

"It's 7:15, that means that class begins in a half an hour"

She widens her eyes and stands up

"fuck, fuck, fuck"

she keeps mumbling as she gets herself ready.Ten minutes later she's ready and we can leave to the other building. We're a bit early so we just sit on a bench in front of the auditorium where we have class.

"Ok, I'l give you a little introduction to the school. So that guy you see is mister Tomlinson. He teaches Drama and english. He's chill and not forgett to mention, a super hottie. Talking about hotties, those boys you see at the basketball court. The populair guys. Arrogant, super rich and they can get most of the girls."

The bell rings and interups her introduction.

"I'll tell you the rest of the story later but now off to psychology. The new guy better be smoking"

She says with a wink and she pulls me into the class. We sit down in the middle of the room and some girls come to us. They all look perfect and giggle a bit to much.

"Don't mind them, you know those bitches in teenage movies? I thought they overacted untill I met them"

I laugh and see that they heard it. They take seat in front of us and begin to talk about how perfect they are. 5 minutes after the bell went a young men came in. He had curly hair, wore a top that just showed his lower arms that were covered with tattoos and he had a smile you only see on magazine covers. He was ok, not ugly but not my type.

"I'm planning to take some extra classes psychology"

Daria says with a wink and we laugh. Ok, I'm really beginning to like her humor.

"Sorry I'm late, I'm a new teacher here and some students lead me the wrong way. So uhm... I'm Mister Styles but you can skip the Mister part, it makes me feel old. I know I'll never remember all your names but I'll try so when I point you, just say your name and if you want to say something else... Feel free to do it"

"Would it be too pushy if I said my phone number?"

Whispers Daria and I try not to laugh. A few people go by but I don't really listen. I started to listen when he came by the girls in front of us. First the tall blonde one who looks like the dumb girl.

"I am Britt"

"from the actress Britt Ekland?"

Mr.Styles asks and you could see from her face that she doesn't know who that is.

"No, I think they just liked the name"

He goes to the next one, a little bit smaller girl with fake blonde hair and caked make-up on her face, I gues she is the leader.

"I'm Amanda, It means the loved one"

She says like she's the most important girl in the world.

He goes trough the rest of the girls and a group of shy girls next to us. Then he comes by Daria.

"Daria is the name"

"Wait I know this, It's a name from Persian origin and it means the good one"

"Well mister, we all know that we aren't always what we're called"

She says with a meaningfull look. It's like she turned in a tiger looking at her prey and I think, in some way, he is.

"Are you sure about that. Because I heard you were a slut and I think that's the truth"

Amanda says and the whole class is immediately interested.

"You're wright about that truth thing, just like I heard about that fake tan and bleaching"

She says with a bitch look and Amanda looks shocked. Something tells me that she isn't used to be contradicted with.

"Girls, It's enough"

The teacher says and then we hear the signal that the lesson is over and we have a break. We all go out of the class and we're just about to go out when Daria gets called.

"Daria, do you have a minute?"

Mister Styles asks and Doria nodds.

"I'll wait here ok?"

I ask and she nodds again.

POV DARIA

I really hate those bitches. But now that "Styles" asked for a minute I just have to forget what happend for a minute.

"So Daria, I looked at your grades of the first semester and I saw that they weren't that good. Would you like some extra classes."

This confuses me a bit, I am the best of the class in psychology

"Ok, just say when"

"Uhm... I'll say it next class but I would like it if you wouldn't tell anyone about this. I'm not supposed to be giving extra classes but I want to help my students"

"Our secret"

I say with a wink and I leave the classroom.

POV HARRY STYLES

Ok, this goes well. I'm just letting them talk, nothing can go wrong by that? I look at my watch and I see that it's almost time but I'm just gonna let two people talk. I look up and I see it's the girl that already catched me eyes

"Daria is the name"

Just pass her Styles, don't say something stupid.

"Wait I know this, It's a name from Persian origin and it means the good one"

And yes I did it, I did what I always do when I don't have anything to say. I start saying stupid things that nobody cares about. Even when I'm teacher!

"Well mister, we all know that we aren't always what we're called"

She says with a flirty look and I just avoid eye contact.

"Are you sure about that. Because I heard you were a slut and I think that's the truth"

Oh no, no fight on my first day.

"You're wright about that truth thing, just like I heard about that fake tan and bleaching"

"Girls, It's enough"

And with that I tried to calm them down but I think the bell will do that for me because a seccond after I said it, it rings. I know I shouldn't but when Daria passes by I just had to.

"Daria, do you have a minute?"

She nodds and after saying something to the girl walking next to her, she turns around and comes my way. I take some papers and I act like I'm really reading them.

"So Daria, I looked at your grades of the first semester and I saw that they weren't that good. Would you like some extra classes."

I honestly have no idea what her grades were.

"Ok, just say when"

"Uhm... I'll say it next class but I would like it if you wouldn't tell anyone about this. I'm not supposed to be giving extra classes but I want to help my students"

another lie, I just don't like giving extra classes, I don't even know why I'm doing this.

"Our secret" 

She says with a wink and she walks away.

Oh no, I will get in trouble for this, big trouble. 

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