Chapter 1: New

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It was the first day of school and I was so nervous. I just moved to England from America. I've heard that the kids here don't like my country. Like we did something wrong. The wars between us were ages ago so I don't get their issue. It was my senior year and I didn't know how it was going to go.

I walked into my first class and everyone stared at me. The teacher looked over from the board with a sigh of relief.

"I thought you weren't going to show up! Class, this is the new student. Her name is Houstyn. She's from America. The state of California. Be nice to her! Okay?" the teacher said.I look over at her then back at the class.

"Hi Kristen! Welcome to our school!!!!!" a girl said and waved for me to sit by her. I looked over at the teacher in question.

"Go sit with Kristen You'll get along with her. And by the way I'm Mrs.Rem. Welcome to our class." she said warmly. I smile and walk over to sit with Kristen. I set my books down and look around at the class again. You can tell they are talking about me. Like they don't want me here. I reach for my phone and open the twitter app. I see tweets about how my friends miss me. All I can think of is how much I miss them. I tweet back to them about how much I wish I was back home. Then I think that this is my home now...

"You miss California, don't you?" Kristen asks. I look up at her and nod. She looks around  the classroom and quickly turns back to me.

"What is it?" I ask. She get's wide eyed. You can tell she's excited for something.

"I think Niall has his eye on you! You and him are the only two not from here. He's Irish and has a sexy accent. He is the most popular guy but he hasn't dated anybody yet. The fact that he's looking at you is a BIG deal!" she squeals. I look over at him. He is really attractive with his blond hair, blue eyes, and kind smile. I can't help but swoon. I look over at Kristen and I can tell she notices that I'm looking at him.

"Have any advice for me? Cause I think I already like him.." I admit. I know that I don't even know him but I just can't help it! He is the guy that I have always dreamed about being with. I look over at Niall and realize he's been staring at me this whole time. All I can do is sit there and blush. I can feel my cheeks turn bright pink.

Why me? I think. I am nothing like these other girls. I'm blond, have hazel eyes, and I'm American. All the other girls are drop dead gorgeous and I'm just cute, like a 3 year old. Not something guys want...

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