Darkening| H.S *EDITING*

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Dani was nice enough to let me hang out with her friends. Now let me tell you something, her friends were covered with tattoos and had been giving me looks. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable.

"So, you're not from here are you?" I looked up to see a pair of clear Chrystal blue eyes that seemed to belong if I'm right, Louis.

"Um, no. I'm originally from California." I said. This caused their attention.

"It's a really nice place. I've been there before." Dani's boyfriend, Liam, said.

"Yes, especially during summer it's the best." I said remembering my home town. It made me wonder how my friends were doing. I need to contact them ASAP.

"Aww. Lou, I want to go." Louis' girlfriend, Eleanor, said taking hold of his bicep.

"I'm sure Chelsea would like to take you some day." He said taking a look at me.

Something about these boys didn't feel so right.

"So, why Holmes Chapel?" The second pair of baby blue eyes looked up at me.

"A new start. I guess." He nodded before taking out his phone and started typing.

"Looks like Harry is going to be late again." The baby blue eyed boy, whose name was Niall said informing the clique.

"What now?" The blonde beauty girlfriend of Zayn asked Niall.

"You know, same as always." He said turning his attention back to his phone.

"That's Harry for ya." Zayn said standing up straight.

I felt so out of place. I just wanted to get on a plane to California and lay and tan on the beach. Not be on cold, rainy, England.

Too late for that now isn't it? The bell now rung cutting me away from my thoughts.

I saw the Dani's clique of friends take a seat in their -what I'm guessing- assigned seats.

I went up to the teacher to ask for a seat.

"Hello, I'm new and I would like a seat." I awkwardly and nervously said to the teacher looking straight at me.

"Right." He said looking at some papers on his desk. "Chelsea Grey?" He asked looking up at me.

"Yeah, that's me." I stupidly answered. Way to go Chelsea. This day honestly kept getting worse and worse and it's just first period.

"Alright class take a seat." He said talking over the crazy chaos of students. "Alright, this is Chelsea Grey and she is new here. So let's put you next to um, uhh--, right there next to Louis. Raise your hand Louis, pleas?" He said. Of course I already knew him but the teacher didn't obviously know that.

He raised his hand from where he sat next to Eleanor. I took the seat that seemed to be the only available one.

"Alright class take out your notebooks and open your text books up to page 55-" He got interrupted by the sound of the classroom door slamming open and slamming it close.

"Styles, late again? How many times do we have to go over this?" The young professor told this so called 'Styles.' But Styles' direction seemed to be focused on me and it was pretty sure it was on me because he then started walking towards me.

"This is my seat." His raspy, deep, voice spoke to me. I frightened, was about to stand up but the professor stopped me.

"No, no. Chelsea stay seated. Styles here is being sent to the office seeing as he won't seem to get what it means to not show up tardy every single day." He said giving the pass to 'Styles.'

"I don't even care anymore." 'Styles' said ripping the pass from the professor's hand and storming out of the room.

"Alright. As I was saying-" The professor's voice got caught out as I went into deep thought of a curly headed, green eyed boy so called 'Styles.'

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"So Chelsea how was your first day?" Dad said. Currently we were eating dinner. I am so not used to just being my dad and I. Not like I have any choice anyway.

"Good." Lie. It was everything except good. Looks were given, talking and just overall that 'Styles' kid ruined my day. I'm a very sensible person. I guess I got it from my grandma. I really miss her, but that's a whole complete story.

"Any friends?" He said taking a sip of his red wine. Friends. Dani and her clique were what I consider my "friends," although I bet they don't even like me. I sat with them during lunch and hung out with Dani, Eleanor, and Perrie during free period.

"Um, yeah- I guess." I said. This was giving me a head ache and sick to the stomach. Great.

"Good, I'm glad." My dad said. I nodded lowering my head to look at my plate.

We ate in silence the rest of the night. How I miss California. No place can ever replace my hometown. I just miss everything, the people, the town, and most importantly, my friends.

Why must it all be happening to me?

Why?......