The Last Virgin Standing. // harry styles

1.) Sarcasm

Juliet

"JULIET ANGELA SIMMS! GET YOUR HORNY ASS UP!!" Someone screams in my ear.

I groaned pulling the warm blankets over my head.

The annoying person who woke me up groans walking up to my bedside table.

Suddenly, loud music blasts in my ear, making me jump.

"Hey!" I wined reaching over shutting off the radio.

I sigh, that's better :)

The person groans.

"Juls, if you don't wake up, you'll be late for sch-"

At that, I opened my eyes and jumped outta bed to see a smirking Violet.

"Took ya long enough."

I rolled my eyes walking towards my walk-in closet.

I picked out a floral skirt and a white crop top to wear with my baby blue flats.

I walked into the the bathroom connected to the closet and walked towards the mirror.

I pulled out my makeup bag out and put a thin layer of eyeliner on.

After I put the makeup bag back in the cabinet, I walked back out into my bedroom.

I grabbed my school bag and jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen to see Violet and my mom sitting down at the table.

"Okay, me and Violet will be on our way.." I trailed off taking an apple off the counter and bitting into it.

"Bye mom," I said kissing her on the cheek.

"Bye sweetie! Have a nice day," She smiled waving as we walked out of the front door.

We soon hopped into my green Honda Civic, and drove down the street.

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5 minuets later, we pulled up into the schools parking lot.

I shut the engine off opening my door.

"Yo! Simms!" I turned my head to see my guy best friend, Luke, jogging over to me.

"Yo! Hemmings!" I mocked him.

He rolled his eyes smiling.

"So, wud up?" He asked.

"The sky," I said raising my eyebrow smirking.

He rolled his eyes, again.

"Ha ha very funny."

He was about to speak when the bell rung.

"Okaaaay, I will see ya later, alligator!" I said walking towards the front doors of the school.

"In a while, crocodile!" I heard them shout behind me making me laugh.

As I walk into my first class, History, everyone's attention turned on me.

I rolled my eyes walking towards the back of the class beside one of my friends that's on the football (soccer) team.

"What's up, tommo," I asked punching him playfully in the shoulder.

He gasped putting his hand to his shoulder and acted fake hurt.

I rolled my eyes.

"Ya know, if you keep rolling your eyes they'll get stuck one day." He said smirking.

"And does it look like I care?" I sassed.

"Ah! you get the sassiness from me." He said proudly.

"Nah, I was just born with it," I said shrugging, smirking.

"You ruin all the fun, don't ya?" Louis joked.

"Ha-ha," I said with sarcasm.

Louis rolled his eyes.

"Ya know, if you keep rolling your eyes they'll get stuck one day." I mocked him making him playfully glare at me.

Suddenly, the teacher; Mr. Frizzle, walked in carrying a clipboard.

"Sorry I was late, class." He said sitting down at his messy desk.

I rolled my eyes slumping down in my seat.

"Okay, let's start with-" He was cut off by the classroom door opening.

I looked up to see...