Broken

{ Chapter 11 }

Harry catches up and we walk to the school building.

I smile at the freshman strapping their bags up and comparing planners. That was so me 3 years ago.

As we pass the parking lot the jocks glance at me and I spot all kinds of people. The barbies and Rita of course, they look, hm, well slutty. The goths in their black cloud , some nerdy girls that look nice and a few other groups.

I'm happy to see some normal girls too, there were too many slutty girls at my last school and I hated that. I take out my Burt's bees pomegranate lip balm and reapply.

A jock whistles as I walk by but I ignore it. Harry looks back with stern eyes, but I stop him.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

We walk inside and I greet the nice lady at the secretary. She smiles back at me, recognising me from last time.

Inside the school I look around and see nothing new. The white is now just filled with some new posters and the colourful people make it look less clean and weird.

Since I've done my school info and everything only I have nothing to worry about and with Harry by my side I feel a lot safer.

His clothes are neath. His blouse and blazer perfectly ironed as he strides by my side.

Heads turn and whispers begin. School is so predictable, I have to take Zayn with me next time so they'll know who I'm dating.

We walk to our math class, which I'm pretty exited about. In the back I see some jocks, they start wooing as we walk by.

"Styles! Who's that you've got with you?! Your girlfriend? Styles man, she looks neath."

He sighs and turns to me. "Don't mind those losers, they'll leave you alone." He glares at them as I look back. I don't recognise any of them, oh well.

We slip inside the classroom and sit in front. The small man with glasses smiles at us.

The classroom slowly fills and the lesson begins. Harry puts on his glasses and I introduce myself, telling about my interest in books and movies but no one seems to care. We don't do much, just fill out a few forms to check our current info.

The day rushes by and lunch approaches.

I've sat Rebecca in Biology class and she asked me to sit with her but I didn't know yet. I could bring Harry, but they don't seem to fond of him, so I really don't know.

I walk to the cafeteria on my own, unfortunately Harry's dad changed a few of his classes and we have the fourth hour separated.

I almost get lost but find my way back soon. I slowly make my way to the food court and get a salad. Im not that hungry yet.

As I walk to the small round tables I'm signalled by both Rebecca and Harry. I'm torn between them but I choose Harry.

I'll have to get them in the good note so we can all sit together. Harry and I sit with some of his friends they are nice, especially this boy named Connor seems really cool. Connor Franta if I'm not mistaken.

We chat about the teachers as I text Rebecca explaining myself.

When she doesn't respond I find her sitting at another table with her hand on Naills lap, I feel a sting inside of me. What!? Am I jealous? I don't know what's happening. She laughs at his joke and plays with his hair. He looks bored, good.

I throw away my salad and sip my water. The rest of the day continues in a blur.

Home I take of my shoes and call Zayn. We talk for a while but he's busy with his schedule so he sends it to me so we can arrange it.