Proven.

Chapter 1

It is early November, and I've been in college for two months at NYU. I'm majoring in law, I have also been working with an attorney clinic. Most college students, can't work with an internship until thir fifth month. Let's just say I'm pretty good.

I woke up this morning at 7:22, just like every other day and started in my morning routine. It goes something like this: shower, hair, makeup, clothes, grab books, say bye to Ella (best-friend/room mate), go get a starbucks white mocha, and then class at 9:30.

I'm taking three classes right now at NYU; Literature, Law Basics, and Law Justice. I know what your thinking. Literature...really? ? Well lets just say, I'm a major reader, and Literature is what I'm minoring in. I enjoy it. So what? My first class is Law Basics, my second is Law Justice, and my third is Literature.

Law Basics always goes the same, we talk about the basics of law and how it affects us. That's pretty much why it's called Law Basics. I sit in between a girl named Delilah, who is one of my close friends, and a guy named Zac, who spells like he jumps in a pool of the colgne 'Old Spice.'

Law Justice is more entertaining then Law Basics, the classroom is set up like a court room and we do trials and cases. I always enjoy doing this, because since I have an internship I know the 'wheels and deals' of law, and how to side track your opponent. I also have this class with Delilah and another friend of mine named Lindsey.

Literature is my safe haven from my every day law. I love law don't get me wrong, but literature helps put my feelings in words. That was so cliché. In Literature we edit manuscripts from the company called 'Trust.' Only three of us in a class of sixty students get to edit manuscripts. I'm one of three, the others are Jacob and Ryan. They are majoring in Literature, and they are also my friends. I guess you could say I'm liked by teachers and students at NYU.

At the end of thay day I usually go to my dorm, and go out with Ella when she gets back at 1:50 from her classes. Although on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I go to my internship at 'Light' at 2:00.

Today was Monday, so I sent Ella a txt to let her know I would be back at 6:00. I walk back to the dorms, so I can change into something more professional. I put on a black pencil skirt with panty hose (since its cold) and a turqouise sweater, with black heels. I leave at 1:40, because it's a twenty minute drive with traffic. 'Light' is in Times Square area, so thank God for the parking garage.

I walk into the office, and I'm greeted by Steph (short for Stephanie). Steph is Mr . Jenkins secretary.

"Hey Natalie!!" Steph yells towards me. I turn toward her and smile.

"Hey Steph, how are you?" I ask.

"I'm good, Mr. Jenkins isn't though, just a warning. " We both rolled our eyes.

Mr.Jenkins is the lawyer. He's the number one best lawyer in New York. Everyone thinks I'm so lucky to work with him, but trust me he's a jerk at times . He always wins a case, and if he doesn't we all suffer at 'Light.'

"Oh that's just dandy, what happened?" I asked

"He lost a case." Steph said

"So where is he?"

I always want to make sure I'm far away from him when he loses a case. He will ask tons of questions, and most of them I don't know how to answer.

"In his office, throwing things."

she answered, and as if right on time we hear glass shattering from the door across the hall. That was my cue to leave.

"Figures. " I said, and with that I walked off into my little office/box cube.

My box cube has an Apple Mac Book, a miniature flat screen in the corner, and some leagal documents on my desk of cases. Mr.Jenkins lets me work on the cases, because he said if I work hard I can help and represent his clients in court with him.

I got to work on my cases, and when the clock hit 4:00 it was time for my hour break. Steph had ordered Chinese, and it was on its way to be delivered. I turned on the TV and the news was on. Right across the screen, was a man who had broke a criminal law but nobody would say what he did. The news anchor people, were sayomg he was lookjng for a lawyer. It flashed a picture across the screen of him, anr I have to admit he was attractive. Brown curly hair, with green emerald eyes. He was tall, and fairly muscular. What did he do? I wondered. For some reason he interest me, but scared me.

I was torn from my thoughts, when I heard Mr. Jenkins call my name.

"Natalie."

I slowly turned around still looking at the TV, when he said,

"Natalie. Meet my new client, Harry Styles. Show him around will you?"

I looked up, and there was the guy on the news. Oh.My.God.

"Hello love." He had a deep, raspy British voice that could make you melt.

"Uh...uh.. Hi. Natalie Portman. Nice to meet you."

I put my hand out for a handshake, but he took it amd kissed it. I felt sparks, and fireworks going off all in me. I just stood there speechless, and not moving.