chapter 2

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by daddylucass

by daddylucass

"ugh" Niall thew his schedule on the ground and he walked up to Liam and I.

"what's wrong with the schedule?" I picked up the piece of paper off the floor. I scanned through the classes and looked at him. He had the same classes as I did.

1st: PE

2: Life Science

3: Social Studies

4: Math

5: English

6: Art

7: Choir

" I dunno. I just don't like how they're picked out."

I laughed at him and looked at mine. "Ni, we have the same classes together." He looked at me and smiled. " we do?"

"yes Nialler"

we both looked at Liam and he looked back. I snatched the schedule from his hands and looked at it. We didn't have 3 period together. He had shop. I looked at him and smirked. "looks like we're just gonna have to have more fun in third Nialler." He gasped and took his, and my, schedule. He looked over both and frowned. "I'll just have my own fun in third." I laughed at the thought of him doing something bad on his own. As first bell rang, we all went to class.

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I walked into the gym and looked around. Nothing's changed. The gym teacher was a muscular, tall man. He was a very terrifying sight. "Strong!" I yelled as I playfully skipped over to him. I had him part of last year. I got kicked out because I kept messing around in the locker rooms. "Tomlinson!" his voiced boomed through the gym.

Niall and Liam stood behind me and smiled. "STRONG!" Niall said and laughed hugging him. "HORAN! PAYNE!" He said as he looked at Niall, then Liam.

Liam was kinda a goody-goody. Niall was like me, a trouble maker. But, he actually liked Niall.

He looked at me again then his smiled disappeared. "Nice to see you boys again. But you should be getting to class."

We all laughed and he looked at us confused. I stopped laughing dramatically and looked at him. "We're in your class Strong."

He paled a little and took a deep breath. "Be on your beat behavior then Tomlinson." He looked at me then walked away. "This is gonna be a long semester boys."

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By the time we get to forth period, I was already bored out of my mind. I walked in and looked at the rows of desk. I laughed to myself as I took a seat. As I was getting comfortable, the teacher called me out. "Tomlinson that is not were you sit." Mostly all the teachers know me. I looked at the teacher and put on a fake smile. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Green." I got up and walked to the back of the class room. "Tomlinson, your seat is next to.." she paused and looked at the seating chart. I hate when teachers do this.

"Styles." a curly headed boy snapped his head up and looked at me. I could see he was a little scared of me. I just smirked and walked over to him. He was actually quite attractive. And I guess you can say I'm a bit of a flirt. Although I was gay, I flirted with a lot of girls. I brushed my lips lightly against his ear and whispered "Hey Styles."

He blushed a little and tried to fight a smile. He looked at me, then down and mumbled "hello Tomlinson." He had a head full of amazing curls.

He had a white t shirt, and jeans. It kinda drew attention to me since I was raking his body and biting my lip. I didn't even notice I was biting my lip till he looked at me and blushed.

He had amazing emerald eyes. I could just stare in them all day. I winked at him before turning my attention to the class. I've seen him around my neighborhood, but never really thought to talk to him.

Till now. There was something about him. Something that was special.