“Listen, I heard you were talking to Jake yesterday. I want you to know he's mine.” A girl came up to me while I was at my locker. “I don't like Jake.” I said closing my locker door. “Really? That's shocking. Every girl likes Jake, I mean he's perfect. But he's mine. I'm Carly by the way.” She said.
“Tell me, Carly, who's that boy over there?” I asked pointing towards Niall. “Oh thats Niall, he's such a dork. Don't ever talk to him.”
I couldn't believe what she said. “Why don't you like him?” I was very curious on why so many people at this school bullied Niall. “He's a dork, he's stupid, and I mean he's ugly. Look at him. Everything about him is just gross. Don't you agree?” Carly said smiling. “No. Not at all.“ I walked away not wanting to ever talk to her again.
//
*in class*
I couldn't pay attention. All I could think about was Niall. He sat next to me, taking notes. I felt like a stalker watching him, and he hasn't looked at me once. I'm not sure why Jake and Carly are so mean to him. And what Carly said was wrong. Niall wasn't ugly at all. He was actually perfect, he had these big blue eyes and flawless skin. I mean, he didn't have muscles like Jake, but still he was better looking then him. But I honestly just wanted to get to know Niall. Before class ended I tired talking to him.
“Hello.” I said giving him a smile. “You don't have to talk to me…” He finally faced my way. “I know, I want to though. I don't have any friends, and you seem really nice.“
I couldn't look away from him. “Oh.” He stared at the ground. “Well I'll see tomorrow.” And once again he grabbed his books and walked away.
//
“Mom I'm home!” I yelled. “Hello darling, would you like to go to the neighbors house with me?” She had a plate of cookies in her hand. “Not trying to ruin anything mom, but usually the neighbors give the 'new neighbors' food.” “Just come on!” I dropped my backpack and followed her across the street.
My mom knocked on the door twice until someone opened it. “Hello! I'm Emily, I just moved across the street with my family. “Oh yes, I met your husband, Chris.” She turned to face me. “You must be Blair. Welcome to the neighborhood. I'm Maura Horan. Would you like to come inside?” She smiled. “Sure, thank you.” My mom said following her.
Mrs. Horan and my mom had been talking for about 20 minutes, then I came into the conversation. “So where do you go to school Blair?” Maura asked. “Vintage High.” “Oh my son goes there! Let me get him down here! NIALL!” “You're Nialls mom?” I asked yelling a bit.
“What's up mom?" Niall said walking down the stairs. When he saw me, his attitude changed.
if you dont know who Niall Horan is I put on picture of him on the side. and if you know who he is well imagine he still looked like this okay... fetus Niall is absolutely perfect! imma i right or imma i right?!?!?!
