Caught

Chapter 4

LOUIS

      “I have science first period.” I say to Niall looking over my schedule for the school year.

I’m a bit disappointed I don’t have any classes with him. I have two with Zayn and none with Frank. We’re all in Frank’s car on our way to Trinity. We have on our new uniforms. The school tries to make them somewhat stylish so the students don’t complain, but they are still pretty stupid to me. A navy blue Polo and either black or tan khakis for the boys, and a pink Polo with a black or tan skirt for the girls.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m pretty excited for this year. One year after this and we are seniors.” Zayn announces.

“You are all seniors. I’m going to America after this year. I’m literally counting down the days.” Frank replies.

Frank is an artist. Not like art, but music. He’s going to California to release his first album. His music is different from what I’ve heard before. Zayn wants to go with him, but I’m sure he’ll change his mind eventually. I’m not sure what Niall wants to do yet. I want to try and make it as an actor here. Or wherever the career might take me.

“Okay, here we are… I’ve gotta go. Senior priorities await!” Frank says with a large smile and we park and get out of the car.

He kisses Zayn goodbye and walks away. I guess I might as well get the day over with.

      I step into my science class. I don’t know any of these people- oh wait, the strange boy with the boots from the party is in my class. He’s sitting in the front, next to the door.

“Excuse me? Your name?”

“Oh! Uh, Louis Tomlinson”

“… yes, Louis. Take a seat please.” The teacher says to me.

I find a seat in the back row. This shouldn’t be too bad, although I am pretty bad at science.

“Alright class, for the first semester, you all will be working on a project, with a partner. I will assign you a partner and what your project must be about. This will be worth twenty five percent of your grade, so I advise you to not take this as a joke.” He instructs us.

The class groans at the fact that we have to work with a complete stranger for an entire semester. He begins assigning partners and starts with the first row.

“Now, Jayda, you will work with Leah. Chester, you can work with Jessica. Harry with Louis. John with Michael…” He continues as he writes this down on a clipboard he seems to always walk around with.

The boy with the boots turns around and looks at me. So his name is Harry. I can’t imagine what we are going to talk about. Our encounter at the party? I doubt he even remembers me.

“I don’t intend on making this a boring project, I do want you to have some fun with this.” He chuckles. “So I’m going to put different project subjects in this top hat, and you all are going to pick one without looking! This will be so fun!”

His eyes light up as if he is a 10 year old boy going on his first roller coaster. I’ll let Harry do the picking. Some kids stands up and rushes to the hat.  Most of us stay seated or find our partner. Harry walks to the back of the class towards me, he must know my name because the teacher said it as I walked into class. He already went to the hat and picked what we have to do.

“Hi, I’m Harry Styles.” he says, looking down at his feet.

He’s wearing those boots again, I wonder if he ever takes them off.