I Hate You (Larry Stylinson MPREG)

Chapter 3: Are those panties?

In my opinion 90 minutes is extremely too long for a class. No lie, I nearly fell asleep about 20 times. The bell rang indicating it's time for 2nd period. Luckily Harry didn't bother me for the rest of the class so I could pay attention without distraction.

When the bell rang he swiftly got up and left the room. All the girls in the class and even some of the boys swooned as he walked past them. Ever since I first saw him in the hallway I've actually been noticing people looking at him like he's some type of God around here. I noticed he didn't bring any notebooks or anything to take notes. He must really not care about his grades. I can tell he's going to be a huge distraction I hope I don't have any other classes with him. I'm going to fail every class if I do. Wait no, what am I saying? I can't let a stupid boy I don't even know distract me from what's important. Even though I hate school I still want to get good grades. My parents reward me with $50 for every A I get on my report card. So straight A's means $400 because I have 8 classes but I only have 4 classes a day which explains why my classes are 90 minutes of torture. We get a free period which is also our lunch hour after 2nd period so I'm happy about that.

Mr. Grimshaw gave us our locker number and combinations but I don't have time to go find my locker right now so I'll look for it later at lunch time.

I get to my 2nd period class which is history. Nothing exciting really happened in that class just the usual stares and glares from some girls and boys. I don't know why I have that natural effect on people. They just never seem to like me for some reason.

After history is lunch. Lunch. The jungle. The place that determines your social existence. I don't feel like eating because of my nerves and I don't have any friends so I don't even want to step foot into the cafeteria. So I set off to find my locker. After walking up and down many stairs and walking through many halls I finally find it on the first level of the school. I put the combination in, open the locker and put the heavy English and history books I've been carrying around in it.

Now where can I go. Maybe I could go to the library. Yeah I'll do that. There should be no one in there anyway because who would go to the library at lunch time. But, first I have to find where it is.

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I finally find the library on the second floor of the school. I attempt to enter it discreetly just in case there are other people in there I don't want to draw too much attention to myself. The smell of books hits my nose and I take a big inhale. I love the smell of books. It makes me feel all warm inside. It seems like no one is in here except for the librarian who is currently organizing some books, she smiles at me so I give her a small smile back and wave.

I look around and notice one boy sitting at a table reading a book. He doesn't even look up from his book when I walk by him. I don't want to bother him with my presence so I sit as far away from him as possible in the back of the library in one of the comfy looking bean bags they have.

I take my phone out and of course I have no messages because I have no real friends. I've only ever had acquaintances so those so called friendships ended the second I moved across the United States. I really only use my phone to look at quality memes, watch YouTube and read on Wattpad. I wish I could have physical copies of Wattpad books. That'd be amazing.

I open a story in my library and start reading. About 5 minutes into reading I hear the door open and in comes this really hot guy.