Chapter Two

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by bent_and_broken

by bent_and_broken

Harry's POV:

"Harry wake up! You don't want to be late on your first day!!" My mother shook me, exiting the room I groan slowly standing up. I don't want to do this what if everyone hates me? I shake the thought out of my head and begin to look through my closest. What should I Wear? I bite down on my lip in concentration. I finally decide on my rolling stone tank-top that shows of my tattoos, black skinny jean that are extremely tight and I really feel like I can't breath but I'll be fine. I look in my mirror ruffling my curly hair. Slipping on my boots I leave my room to the bathroom. Quickly brushing my teeth and combing my curls a bit. I head down stairs while my mom tried to shoved food in my face me quickly rejecting any. I'm not really the 'breakfast' type person. Walking out side across the street I see a raven haired boy getting into a blonde boys car, I stair at him, I mean lets be honest he hot as hell. As they drive off he rolls his window down and shouts to me , "Take a picture it will last longer!" he winks when they drive away. Really that comment? Are we back in fifth grade. I just roll my eyes climbing into my moms black Mercedes. I do have my own car but I'm not quite sure how to get to the school so my mother and I decided she would drive me until I know how to get around this town.

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Once we pull up to the school my mother hugs me over the console wishing me a good day. Getting out I see a group of guys snickering at me. Two of them are the ones I saw this morning, of course they'd go to my school. I roll my eyes and walk past a group of girls and wink at

Them causing all them to giggle. Okay, we'll I now know what type of girls go to this school, typical bimbos. Walking to the office the dirty blonde walks up to me. "Hello there lad in Niall." He says smugly. Smirking I reply "I'm Harry nice to meet you." He continues to follow me to the office, as I get my schedule. I snatch it back from him. "lemme see.."

"Shit man! We have three classes together!" He exclaims, pulling me back over to his friend. "Dude, this is Harry." I look up from my schedule seeing the guy from this morning. He curtly nods at me.

"I'm Zayn.." The bell rings and we all walk in silence, awkward, awkward silence.