blind // niall horan

one

Samantha walked down the school halls with her head hung low. Everyday was always like this - no one would take notice of her presence and she didn't have any friends. For Samantha, making friends was always a hard thing to do as she is either awkward or because of her trust issues, but neverthless, she is willing to give this year a shot.

As she was walking, she unexpectedly bumped to someone. "Watch it bitch!" the girl said frustrated and pushed past Samantha. It didn't really affect her much as it was not that bad. 

She doesn't like being in the spotlight, nor does she want to be ignored. Samantha just wants at least one friend, one true friend who is willing to listen to her problems and pointless dramas over and over again. 

She sighed, got her things out of her locker and went straight to her first class. 

Minutes passed and students began to fill the room, Samantha just stared at the window and imagined countless things being the imaginative girl she is. 

She didn't even realized that the teacher entered the room until she heard her name being called. "Ms. Wade? Are you paying attention?" Her teacher asked. "Oh y-yes. Definitely." She stuttered. The teacher looked at her one last time before proceeding to the lesson. 

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The bell went off and Samantha didn't even realized it as she was still too busy staring outside the window.

"Okay class, you are all dismissed." Was all she heard before she absent-mindedly started putting her things back into her bag. 

She was about to walk out when she heard the teacher call her name. She turned around and her teacher asked. 

"Are you sure you're okay Ms. Wade? You seem so.. off." 

"Positive Mr. Styles! I was just thinking about things um.. personal things." She faked a smile, but Mr. Styles didn't fall for it, but he decided not to push Samantha too far. Mr. Styles or Harry is Samantha's Math teacher and friend. 

"Okay, Sam. I believe you. But if you have a problem, don't hesitate to call me." 

"Okay, Harry. Thanks." Harry chuckled before jokingly shooing Samantha off. 

Samantha was soft spoken, she doesn't like arguing or quarreling with other people. If she thinks she's right, she'll try to prove her point and when she's wrong, she'll just say 'sorry' and keep quiet.

To her, peace is sort of an escape from reality and everything but feeling  alone.

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re-writing all the chapters :-( oh and by the way, nothing's going on between Sam and Harry just to clear things up a bit :-)

and this will be like any cliche story, but with a bit of twist ;)

xx