My Angel (Currently on hold!!!!)

My Angel

I stopped and took a deep breath."Today is the day,no turning back now." I murmered to myself,walking into the building.High school.The one word I never took seriously.

There were tons of people chatting,laughing,and walking around.Why am I so nervous?It's just high school.I wonder why it is called high school?Is it because...Then a big push pulled me out of my thoughts.All my books fell to the ground.What the-

"Watch where you're going." A blond boy growled.He had a thick Irish accent.

"Sorry." I whispered as he stomped down the hallway.He was in a hurry too.

I leaned down to pick up my books but then a tall figure stood in front of me.I looked up to see a boy with brown curly hair and rich hazel eyes."I got it." He said.He kneeled down and retrieved my books."I'm Harry." I smiled taking my books from him."I am Sophia, but you can call me Sophie." I replied with another smile."Nice to meet you...Sophie." He giggled like a small child. Aside from that rude Irish boy, maybe I will meet some pretty fantastic people.

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I had to zig-zag through a bunch of people to get to the office.I got lost a few times but I found it." How may I help you" A lady at the desk greeted me politely. She had blond wavy hair and she looked about 40."I am Sophia Gale and I am here for my schedule and locker combination." I replied, trying not to sound rushed.I hated being late for my classes, it was just embarrassing.

I waited a few moments until she finally found my papers."Your locker combination is printed on your schedule. Have a nice day." She said handing me my papers.I said thank you and dismissed myself.

Wonderful. I thought. My 3rd period class is all the way upstairs in the science lab.

Homeroom started in about 6 minutes so I had time to drop some stuff off at my locker.

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During 4th period I had to get something from my locker. The halls were so quiet and empty.Then as I approached my locker I saw him. The rude blond Irish boy from earlier. He was leaned up against the lockers texting.He must have heard me cause he snapped his head up. Why did he have to look me directly in the eye?

"What are you doing out here?" He asked me. I couldn't figure out what mood he was in. He sounded so...monotone. No emotion what so ever. " B-Bathroom." I managed to say. 

"Why do you sound so...nervous?" He asked with an evil grin. He started stepping towards me.

"Why would I be nervous?" I asked a bit to rushed. He let out a deep chuckle walking even closer to me."Are you sure? Because you are shaking and your voice is so...worried."Now he was just inches from my face. He leaned in just stopping right at my lips.Then he leaned over to my ear."I am Niall. Now lemme see your phone." He whispered, his breath tickling my neck. He didn't wait for me to say anything, he reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone.

He typed something quickly and then gave it back."See ya around." He chuckled walking away.

I slowly glanced down at my phone.

He had put his number into my phone. I wasn't to sure what to think of this...Niall character. But I wasn't to fond of his mood changes. And besides, he was just down right scary.