Polar Opposites

Chapter 2

My 5 minute walk ends quickly as I walk up to the 3 steps, leading to Louis sitting at the top waiting for me.
He has his dark green beenie on, keeping hair from his face. His blue eyes gleam, and he smiles slightly, flashing his small white teeth. He's in worn out jeans, and a plain blue hoodie, complimenting his eyes, but ruining the look with his bulky white running shoes. He stands, shoving his hands in his pocket and giving me a look that he's ready.

"So guess what? That 6 page paper from last week? 105%, you know, since I did the extra credit". I kiddingly flip my hair, causing Lou to roll his eyes.

'Lucky, Sanders hates me so I only got an 86." I put my hand on his shoulder, mocking and playfully teasing him.

Louis is literally the guy version of me. He's been my best friend since the 5th grade, and is almost as much as a nerd as me. I'm the president and he's the Vice President of the math club, so we're always together planning events and studying. He's an old soul like I, and doesn't have much care to be popular. He has a passion for math, and wants to do something with engineering. He moved into the neighborhood years ago, and when you grow up in Maine, you make friends with whoever you can, since they're difficult to come by.

Niall and him always butted heads, since Niall cared more for his reputation and popularity, while we were childish and only wanted to be with each other. Niall always picked on him, calling him harsh words and accusing him of being gay, something I never believed was true.

"Oh hey! Nice sweater! Strike a pose, strike a pose!" He playfully snaps a pretend camera, and I stop on the side of the rode; making ridiculous poses as I show off my maroon BC sweater.
Lou was there when I opened my letter, and was prepared to wipe my happy, or sad tears. He's my best friend, and it's bittersweet when all we have it each other.

He stops his photo shoot when he sees the black, old looking Toyota carolla driving down the road, I turn, rolling my eyes as I realize it's Niall.
He doesn't stop, but slows down, showing a car full of people and they laugh and yell out at me. Only a handful of people know Niall's my twin, most of them being Louis and teachers. We're polar opposites, but for some reason he's my mother's favorite, when he's the one always causing trouble.

We look at each other, irritated that they gain so much satisfaction over something so childish.

Before we know it, the school bus pulls up, and me and Lou sit on our normal seat, and listen to music through my headphones.

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I step into my first class, 15 minutes early as always. Lou always walks with me, and meets me at our lockers that are just down the hall. Im welcomed a smile from Mr. Walsh, my AP chemistry professor.
"Good morning Ms. Horan, your sweater is almost as cool as our experiment today!" I can't help but smile with excitement.
Mr. Walsh is one of my idols, and was one of four people who wrote a letter of recommendation for me. Call me a teachers pet, I'm proud of it.

"Oh! I actually have a question for you." I'm very close to him, as he is also the runner of our honors society.

I nod, allowing him to ask.

"I have a student in my 1 o'clock class, he rarely shows up and isn't doing too good. He's on the hockey team and just got told if he doesn't smarten up he can't play this season, so of course, now he's up my arse begging for some help." I nod, as we've had this talk many times, involving many students. I'm very involved, and have always been dedicated in tutoring students.

"Absolutely, are you looking for me to help out? I have a few time slots open on Mondays, Wednesday and Fridays." He nods, taking the times down and thinking to himself.

"Let me talk to him, see if these work and I'll get back to you after school at the meeting, okay?" I nod, and suddenly realize, Niall took the car, and no buses run that late. I sign, and test Niall.

*I need you to pick me up at 4:30, I have NHS"*

I anticipate his answer, as I know class starts in less than 5 minutes. He doesn't answer, but reads my text, almost bringing smoke to my ears.
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Mondays are my long days, I go from Chem, to AP English with Lou with Mr. Sanders, then I have Pilates, and finally lunch, before a just as full afternoon.

Lou stops at his locker to grab his wallet and put some books away, he knows it's his turn to pay.

We walk down the hall, and I stop when I see Niall, my anger returns. I grab Lou by his shirt and drag him over with me.

"Did you get my text?" I get his attention immediately, interrupting a conversation he's having with a couple girls and some guys.
He stops mid laugh, shooting me his angry eyes.

"Did my no reply not give you the hint?" His friends laugh, and my cheeks blush. He attempts to turn, but I grab his arm.

"Look, I know your probably going to be too busy fucking around with each other in the locker room and then out on the ice, but some people have priorities and responsibilities. That car, is as much mine as yours. Now, I'm not unreasonable, and I know your practice doesn't end until 5, so I will wait in the lobby. "

I smile, grabbing Louis arm and turning away, ignoring whatever comments or snickers I receive as I walk away.

I turn around, seeing Niall snicker and pout. I also see a couple girls, and one guy in specific watching me as I walk away. His big dimpled smile laughs at my sass, and his brown curls are pushed back with his big hand. I see him briefly, before Lou rushes me into the lunch room.

"What the fuck was that and can you do it more often?" He laugh, bringing me into a hug and I can't help but laugh along, wondering who the green eyed curly guy was that watched my disappearance.

I can't help but wonder if I'm blushing out of disbelief I talked to Niall that way, or seeing the cute guy in the hockey jacket, questioning if he was starring me, or if I was just seeing things.

When I look at myself in the reflection of my phone, I know for a fact, he couldn't be starring at me.