Concealment

One

Noelle's POV

This is my first day at my new school in Bradford. This is not the first time to be the new kid at a new school for me. I am used to it. Used that the people are staring at me. Used to be alone at lunchtime. I am used to be alone. But it doesn't bother me actually.

As I got out of my car a cold breeze is blowing through my hair. Spring is cold in Bradford. A thin blanket of snow is covering my way to the main building. As I got inside I made my way through the crowds in the hall. There are many students at this school. I found my schedule in my locker and saw that my first class was art in the gallery. Wow this school has a gallery. This has to be great. I thought and got my books out of my locker.

As I made my way through the crowds I accidently ran into a boy with curly brown hair and stunning green eyes. For a few moments I forgot what just happened but his raspy voice brought me back to reality.

“Oh , excuse me, it is totally my fault!” he smiled warmly.

“No, actually it is mine.” I said blushing and instantly looking to the ground as my eyes met his.

“Do I hear a London accent?” he said, still smiling. “I'm Harry, I didn't see you here before, are you new here … ?”

“Oh excuse me, I'm Noelle. And yes I am the new kid in town.” I said laughing a little bit and he looked at my schedule.

“Then welcome at Bradford High where your dreams are going to be true Noelle!”

I started laughing at his ironic remark. He joined me laughing. I think I found a new friend here. Harry is such a nice guy with his green eyes from heaven. He looked at his watch and then back at me.

“Class is starting in a few minutes. I unfortunately have to go, see you around Noelle.” he said and gave me a small wave.

I head to the gallery. When I entered the gallery I was overwhelmed by the sun shining through the big windows. The room is half filled and I took a seat in the back. I don't now why but I love the seats in the back. I don't have to be attentive all the time and just can chill out or daydream during classes.

As I sat down I spotted a group of barely clothed girls who are all gathered at one desk in the middle of the room. All the girls are fake laughing and playing with their hair. I hate that kind of girls. But they get all the attention from hot boys.

I got torn out of my thoughts from a raspy dark voice which beams through the room. The bunch of dolls are laughing again and I felt really bad as the blonde make up face is giving me a devastating gaze. This is her way to welcome me here I think.

The girls are heading to their places as the teacher walks in.

I felt somebodys eyes at me. It was a really handsome boy with hazel brown eyes and raven black hair. His face was as beautiful as a poem. I think he was surrounded by the bitchy girls minutes before. As his eyes met mine there were fireworks in my brain and I don't now what to do. Should I smile back? No I smile like a horse. Ok Noelle, give him a quick innocent smile. So I did and he gave me a cocky smirk back. I looked away quickly and blushed a little bit. His white T-shirt showed his perfect tatooed skin and his hair is styled into a perfect quiff. He is so beautiful...Oh please no.

I have to focus back on the task our teacher, Mrs Roberts, gave us.

“So if anyone want to do the task with a partner, go ahead.” She tells us smiling while she was drinking her coffee.

At least four girls are staring at the pretty boy but his eyes are focused at the blackboard. He squinted his eyes and turns his face to his neighbor, a also cute blonde boy with bright blue eyes and a big smile on his face. His laugh was contagious. I caught myself laughing with the boy even if I didn't know what he was laughing at.

“Hey Zayn you really need glasses!” I heard him saying.

“Shut up Niall.” The voice of the handsome dark haired guy was filled with a thick accent and sounded like a melody in my head. He focused all his attention at the task we had to do.

The blonde fake girl, who was looking at me earlier, takes her chance and walks over to Zayn, the boy who obviously needed glasses.

“Um, Zayn do you want to be my partner?”she said, leaning down to give him a better view of her boobs.

“No Stacey.” he said not even looking at her. As she walks away I stared at him dreamily. But as he caught me staring he gives me a nod and one of his cocky smirks that made my body melting.

Hey dear person who is reading "Secrets", I am new here on wattpad and this is my first story ever :) I hope you liked it so far! Please tell me what you think of the story and wether you liked it. This would be great! (Sorry for the language mistakes, english is not my first language.)

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