Niall walked with me to my first period class which was math and it turns out he has math too. I walk up to the teacher who's name is something French that I certainly cannot pronounce.
"Hi, Mr. ....A? I'm the new girl who transferred from Ireland. Where am I supposed to sit?" He looks at me and I notice that he's very young looking. He has tousled brown hair that goes to his eyebrows and piercing green eyes a large hooked nose and small lips that shape around his perfectly straight teeth.
"Oh hi. Rackel is it?"
"Actually its Racquel. But you can call me Rocky." I say glancing at the math equations pastes to the walls all over the room.
"Ok Rocky, you can go sit by the loud blonde.... Niel."
" IT'S NIALL!" Niall yells from the back of the room. I turn top look at him and he winks at me. I blush out of instinct. I tend to blush even when the slightest bit embarrassed. I walk over to Niall.
"He's not good with names I'm guessing." I say turning to Niall.
"No, not at all."he says smiling at me again. "So your from Ireland? I grew up in Ireland but when I was about 13 we moved to Londen."
"I could tell by the accent." I said giving him a playfull wink.
*** fastforward to 3rd p. ***
I laughed walking out of 3rd period with Niall and one of his friends, Harry. We were laughing our butts off because of Harry who threw a dictionary at the teacher after she was giving us a lecture on bullying. She said "sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me." Then Harry said "what about if I did this?" he threw the dictionary and said "these words might hurt."
My face must have been so red from laughing because I felt so hot.
"That room was so hot. How do you stand it every day?" I asked finally cooling off as we walked outside to the cafeteria.
"It's just hot 'cause you were there." Harry said winking and nudging me with his elbow.
" Harry, its her first day. You have to hit on every pretty girl?" Niall said sounding annoyed by Harry. To me it sounded like harry was a total flirt. I knew I couldn't possibly like someone who is flirty with every girl but I felt it in the pit of stomach that I had a crush.
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The Girl From Ireland
FanfictionWhen Racquel moves to England from Ireland she meets a very special boy that will help her through the troubles of High School drama. Even though she will fall for many, he sticks by her side out of hope and love.