Out for a jog (Harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 2

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~Beep beep beep beep~

I hear it but I don't want to get up. Ugh school is such a pain.

The only thing I find good about it is the friend's and the food.

I open my eyes slowly and stare at the ceiling, still listening to the beeping of my alarm clock. I groan and turn over and turn the beeping noise off.

I get out of bed and rub my eyes. The longer I rubbed them the more I would see didn't patterns and like different dimension shit. Haha. I stopped though. Walking over the crap on my floor I made my way to my closet, pulling the two oak wood doors open , revealing my clothes.

My clothes aren't really that stylish. I just wear what's cute and makes me comfortable. I pull out a black laced shirt that has the word POW in yellow letters bold in the front and a pair of black skinny jeans... My favorite. I pull my pajama pants off and leave my tank top on underneath since the shirt is kind of see through. I slip my shirt on over and wiggle my legs into my skinny jeans. Hmm, should I wear earrings ? mmmm yeah. I pull out a pair of batman earrings. Yeah I know... I like superhero things, so what?

  I go to the bathroom and brush my hair and teeth and then apply some foundation powder and some black eyeliner around my eyes. This is the usual look I go for and I like it.

Grabbing my backpack and a granola bar I head out the door to head to my school. I can walk because I live so close to it.

  It was kind of dark outside but I knew exactly where I was going. I had this strange feeling that someone was looking at me, I looked to the alley next to me with the dumpsters but didn't see anything out of the normal so I just continued to walk.

*At school*

  I sat down next to my best friend Faith and we talked a bit around bands and all. She understands me so that's good. I just got here and I already wanna go home. Ugh it's gonna be a long day.

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  I'm in math class now and supposedly there's a new kid. Whoopy! (being sarcastic) as if I'll talk to them anyways. The bell rings and everyone sits in there seats, even the boy and girl snogging next to me. Ew PDA. Get a room people.

  We we're just learning about finding the x and y and blah blah blah when there was a knock on the door. My teacher Ms. Aubrey excused herself and went to open the door. I can't even see who is there because she's so tall with those heels on. Geez. "Students, we have a new student. His name Is.." Oh no.. It's him "Harry styles."

I rolled my eyes and slammed my head down on the desk, a little too loud because when I looked up a few eyes were looking at me... even Harry's. I just put my head back down so I can pretend like he isn't here. It's not that I don't like him it's just that I kind of like him and I don't want to get too attached to him. It's happened before to me and all he did was break my heart when I opened up and told him I liked him. That's why I don't open up to people that often anymore.

"Harry, go ahead and sit anywhere there's an open seat. There's a seat next to Jenna over there and in the back there's a seat next to Claire. You can choose". The room gets quiet and I just pray that he doesn't sit next to me. Please please please don't.... I hear the chair scoot next to me... sit next to me. ugh. why God why?

"Hey, ssppt, hey Claire" he says to me.

I look up "Yes?"

"Do you have a pencil I can borrow pleaasseee" he practically begs.

"uh yeah I think so", I turn to the side and unzip my backpack and search for a pencil. AHA. Found one.

"Here you go" I hand him the pencil

"Thanks" he winks at me.

What's with him and his winking and why is it such a turn on... God is he just so cute, like can he not. I turn back to my work and complete the assignment Ms. Aubrey gave us. Why is math so hard? It's no fun at all. I write on my paper

:S

:C

:H

:O

:O

:L

  See... not even a single happy face. Exactly my point. The bell rings and I get up, put my backpack on, and turn in my paper.

As I'm walking to my next class I feel someone put there foot out and trip me. What the hell!? I look up and see this bitch I hate named Cheryl. God do I hate her. I pick up the books I was holding in my hands as she snickers at me.

"Looks like you should be a little more careful where you're going next time". She walks off and is still laughing with her snobby friends. What a snob. I pick up my stuff and feel a hand on my shoulder. I look and Harry is standing there.

"Need a hand?" he offers, putting his hand out.

"That'd be nice" I mumble. I grab his hand and he helps me up.

"umm thanks" I smile slightly

"Who were those girls?" he looks at me curiously

"It's a long story. Let's just say they're really snobby bitches" He laughs a bit.

"I have to go to my next class. I'll see you soon hopefully?"

"Yeah, hopefully" I smile and head to my next class. What. A . Day.