Chapter 4

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The Next Day

I wake up from the annoying sound of my alarm. I grab my phone and I put it on snooze. I get up and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. After that I go into my closet and grab a maroon long sleeve shirt and khaki pants; nothing to fancy. Along with that I grab some brown boots.

I put the outfit on and for an accessory I put on some bracelets and a ring. I decide to leave my hair down today. I grab my book bag then go into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I see my mom already has my plate there so I sit down and tear down the breakfast.

When I finish I put my plate in the sink and leave my house.

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As I am walking towards the school building I see a group of boys standing my the door. They all are dressed in black clothing. I avoid making eye contact with them and walk inside the building, refreshed by the cool air inside. Just as I walk into homeroom the bell rings and I run to my locker to grab my binder. When I open my locker a little note falls out. I quickly pick it up and take my binder. I don't have time to read it right now, so I shove it inside my binder and run to my English class.

When I get to class all the seats in the front are taken and I roll my eyes. I should've gotten here earlier.

I take a seat in the back of the class and open my binder. I take out the note that was in my locker and it reads:

Hey :).

That's it? Just Hey? I examine the note trying to figure out who's hand writing this is. I don't know who it can possibly be. I know for a fact that it can't be Harry. He doesn't write like this. But what if it is Harry? I mean, it's just a casual hey. Nothing more.

I put the note away in my book bag and take out a pen. Just as the teacher begins to write stuff down somebody walks in the door. They look pretty familiar. Like one of those boys who was outside. He's wearing the same dark clothing.

I can't help but stare at him. Just as he sits next to me I notice who it is. The same dark brown, curly, hair I know from somewhere. It's Harry.

My heart begins to race when he looks at me. Why does he look like this? He looks like he jumped out of an old biker movie, like Grease. His arms are covered in tattoos. My only question is how can I be so stupid? Why did I let Anna drag me into that party? Why did I let Harry kiss me 2 times?

I knew he was to good to be true. I actually thought that Harry was a sweet, caring, and decent boy. Now he has become a punk.

I put my eyes back on my paper and try to take those thoughts out of my head. I'm over reacting. I don't think a boy that was pretty much perfect could change in 24 hours. Besides he's not even my boyfriend so why am I worrying about him? I sigh and continue to write down my notes.

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When the bell rings I quickly get up out of my seat and rush to my locker. I put my binder back inside my locker and when I close it, low and behold Harry is right there. I give him a shy smile and turn around to walk in my direction to class. As I begin walking I can feel his hand grab my arm.

"Wait." He says.

"Yeah?" I say while turning around.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I lie.

"You sure?" He asks.

"Yeah I'm sure." I say.

"Okay. Bye" He says letting go of my arm.

I walk off to my next class without saying bye.

After School~

At lunch I informed Anna about what happened to Harry. She says that I should talk to him after school but I obviously denied. It's not my business that Harry has changed his look. I just hope he doesn't act like the way he looks. To avoid talking to Harry, I just have to avoid seeing Anna because she will force me too.

When I walk out of the building I see Anna standing there waiting for me. I curse under my breath because she saw me. She runs up to me and I try to turn around but I can't.

"C'mon Rose you can do this." She says while grabbing my shoulders.

"But I don't want to. It's not like he's my boyfriend." I say.

"But he kissed you and he's always flirting with you. If you want it to stop and your offended by it you have to talk to him." She says. She kinda has a point but I don't really want him to stop.

"Ugh, fine." I say. I need to stop giving in to peer pressure.

"Alright now when you talk to him you have to be tough. I mean he is messing with your emotions." She says.

"Yeah, Yeah. I know." I say. "Where is he though?"

"I think I saw him walk behind the school building with a group of boys." Anna says.

We walk towards the back of the school and I stop in my tracks to what I see. My mouth agape and my heart sinks.

"Oh my god." Anna whispers.

I'm still in shock to what I see I don't say a word.

Harry is making out with a girl. I don't know why I'm so heart broken and shocked. I mean I should have figured by the way he came dressed to school today he would act like a douche.

He turns around and so does the girl. She smirks at me and Harry just gives me a blank stare.

"How could you?" Is all I can say. I turn around and let my feet take me as far as I can go.

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