1st Chapter

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 "Camila Get up! It's your first day of school and you can't be late!" said my aroused mother.

"Mom leave me alone, I don't want to go!" I groan while I cover myself with the blanket.

It's my first day of senior year at a new school, I wasn't that excited. This summer went by fast when I was running away from my past. Ever since the incident, I'm scared of what people are going to think of me. Moving into a new school for your senior year sucks a lot, but things were too complicated back home.

I quickly got ready and head downstairs and my mom is already in the car.

My mother drove quickly to school like there was no tomorrow.

She pulled up in front of the school and looks at me with a worried face "Look, Camila I know that you hate me for making you go to this new school but you know we had too. We can't go back, and never will. I'm sorry, but I want you to make this a best year since it's your senior year. Make friends and you better get to class, it's almost late. I love you!"

I got out of the car and I know she is right, it's a new start for me, and my mom.

The hallways were full but I manage to find my first class and I sat in the very front. It feels like the first year of high school but with no friends or acquaintances. My stomach starts to feel queasy when more people start to walk inside the class. A guy with a messed up tie and messy hair walked in, that must be the teacher.

He starts to speak "Hello class, I'm Mr.Dylan and I will be your English 4 teacher this year. If you look on your desk, that is your syllabus and you will be needing that for the rest of the year. For your first assignment, I want you to write me a short paragraph of who you are and what you like to do and you will be presenting in front of the class."

This first assignment is already giving me anxiety since it's about me and presenting in front of the class.

I don't know what to write besides my name. Might as well bullshit.

"Class drop your pencils and who is going to be the first volunteer to present?" Mr. Dylan stated.

Nobody raised their hands, and I keep making it less obvious that I don't want to present. He turns towards me and says "You."

My anxiety just went up 101%.

I slowly got out of my seat and face towards the class. "Hi umm I'm..." I studdered but when I was about to complete the sentence a boy bolts inside the classroom.

"Sorry if I'm late, I'm Harry Styles"

Mr. Dylan instructed Harry to sit down and he sits next to my seat. I started to finish up my sentence "Hi umm I'm Camila Cabello I like to play soccer and do community service." People are going to know that I bullshitted because that was the lamest thing I ever said. When I was about to finish up, the late guy, Harry Styles couldn't stop staring and smiling at me. I became breathless, but I was startled when the teacher snapped at me "Ms. Cabello stop flirting and finish up!"

The whole class laughed and I became embarrassed. Great, it's the first day of school and I'm already flustered. "Sorry sir, I moved from a new school and I ..." He kept staring and smiling at me again with his green emerald eyes and his dashing smile, I couldn't help it. "That's it" I quickly sat down on my seat and couldn't stop thinking about him. When the bell rang I dashed out of the classroom so I don't have to interfere with him again.

The day drags on and it was time for lunch, I sat by myself and texted my mom

' Mom! This day sucks :( '

My mom hastily reply back ' Why, What happen? '

But when I was about to type back, my problem sat right in front of me with his dashing smile. "Hi, I'm Harry Styles. I have you for my English 4 class right?" said the showy boy.

"Um yeah? Nice to meet you I'm Camila. I just wanted to ask why you ..." but when I was about to speak, my phone rang, it was my mom.

" I'm sorry, I have to go."

I stampeded out of the cafeteria door and I told my mom

' I hate it here. '

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