Rrrrrriiiinnnnnnggggg
An extremely loud bell for the end of class interrupted my day dreaming, bringing me back to the cruel world known as high school. I grabbed my science notebook and binder, speed walking out of the classroom to my locker. The next class I had was history, and I liked getting there early so I could talk to my teacher. Her name is Mrs. Allen but she lets us call her Jenny, well she lets me call her Jenny. 15,47,25. I opened my locker and swapped the science notebook for the history notebook. As a Junior in high school, this year we're learning about U.S history; basically from the civil war to the present. Slamming my locker, I made a run to the classroom I'd grown very familiar with, 372.
"Hey Luna! Running behind schedule today? You're not your regular three minutes early to class." Mrs. Allen joked as I ran into the classroom all out of breath. I chuckled and plopped my books down at my usual desk, "I'm not running late actually, science ran late. So actually, I'm on time, per usual." Running my fingers through my long dark brown hair, I sighed, tired. I heard the warning bell ring and I took my seat as other people started to fill the room. My friend Asia sat in the seat next to me with a grin on her face, looking directly at me. I raised my eyebrow and pursed my lips, "Do I have something on my face?" She giggled and rolled her eyes, "Guess who I ran into in the halls today? Actually physically ran into." Browsing through the list of boys who she thinks are attractive in my mental library I took a wild guess, "Chris Hemsworth?" She put on her resting bitch face and punched my arm, "No, if I did I'd probably be dead. His body is just so...hard." Making a gagging face I gestured with my hands vomitting and laughed, "Okay, horny. Who'd you run into?"Asia scooted her chair closer to me and leaned in, "The towns bad boy who is a hunka hunka burning love if you ask me. Zack Chambers." Zack Chambers, everyone has a different interpretation of what he is/looks like. If you asked my dad he would say he looks like "a delinquent." If you asked Asia she would say as before, "a hunka hunka burning love." If you ask me, he looks like trouble. As I was processing what she had just said, he walked into the room. His messy brown curls perfectly framing his chiseled face, tattoos covering his body, and you could never forget those piercing green eyes. He sat down in the front of the classroom, didn't have books with him or anything, maybe it ruined the whole "cool" vibe he was going for. Riiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg.
Class ended pretty quickly actually, or it went by quickly. Asia was passing notes to me the whole time about how she thought Zack's ass was cute, or the way he "ran his long bony fingers through his gorgeous locks of dark brown silk." Her words, not mine. As I walked out of the classroom I tripped over something and everything I was holding went flying. I looked up to see a smug face looking down upon me, laughing to himself and his band of goons. "Watch where you're going Jones, y'might get hurt." Of course, just like any other day, he made fun of me and harassed me in any way he possibly could; today it was tripping me right when school was getting out. I started picking up my books and reached for my binder when a familiar bony hand picked it up and handed it to me. I looked up to see, trouble.
A/N: Sorry this was kind of short guys...I have school tomorrow and I have to get EVERYTHING done tonight so I actually get to school on time! So I guess I'm not like my main character at all haha. The family will be introduced soon, but this is just showing you who she deals with on a daily basis. The family situation is a wholeee other drama. I'm also sorry this isn't as descriptive as it could've been, but again TIME CRUNCHHH. Alssooo to all the people that DO get butt hurt. This isn't a "Harry Styles fan fiction" so if you have comments saying "thats nothing like harry" I know. His character just happens to look a lot like him. Same goes for Camila Cabello. Anyways sorry for being kinda harsh there, I hope you enjoy reading this just as much as I enjoy writing it!!
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RomanceLiving with an unreliable father, and a seven-year-old sister that she has to take care of and manage; working, attending school, providing meals, and trying to fit in is hard for Luna Jones. Ever since her mother died, life has been much different...