Grades: 9.
Age: 14
Josh's POV:
Putting on a green day band T-shirt, I looked at myself. My curls getting in my eyes. Sweeping them to the side I walk down the stairs. My mom sitting there staring at her phone as if he was going to call.
My father is Harry styles, Ya That Harry Styles. My mom thinks that he is going to come home, even through I know he is out screwing girls about 5 years younger than him.
My mom doesn't know that. She thinks he is innocently touring around the world, loving no one but her. she's wrong.
I ride on my skateboard to school. Seeing all the people stare at me.
I don't like people staring at me.
I flip my skateboard and put it in my arms.
I walk to the front office, seeing as it was the first thing I saw.
"Are you new?" the older lady ask.
"Yes ma'am" I say.
"Name?" she asked.
"Josh....." I state.
"Last name?" she asked.
"Styles, or I might be registered as Josh Smith." I say.
She gives me a questioning look.
"Oh, Tess! let me take care of that" a younger girl says and she walks in from the second part of the office.
"Your Josh right?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am" I say.
"Wow a boy with manners" she says.
She flicks through some pages and pulls out a piece of paper.
"Here, your Homeroom is Science and your locker is on there too. Also at the end of the day you go back to the science room for Homeroom" she says with a smile.
"Thank you" I say and walk out.
I look at the page. room:
HR: Mr. Evans. 123
ADV ELA: Mrs. McVey. 231
ADV Math: Mrs. Ball. 132
Science: Mr. Evans. 241
History: Mr. Brooks. 456
ADV art: Mrs Deventins. 122
LOCKER : 333
39-56-01
I look for locker 333, finding another boy right beside it. He has greasy black hair, brown eyes. I put the combination in oping it and putting my skate board in. I hold the cheap binder they gave me in my hands and look for room 123. Homeroom.
I walk down the hallways, nerves fill my body. what will they think of you?
Will the treat you like shit the way the other people did? will they like you? of course they won't.
I look at the page.
HR: Mr. Evans. 123
I walk down the hallways, nerves fill my body. what will they think of you?
Will the treat you like shit the way the other people did? will they like you? of course they won't. I open the door, get ready for stares. Everyone looks at me. The teacher walks toward me.
"Your Josh?" he asked.
"Yeah" I answer.
"You can sit wherever" he says.
YOU ARE READING
Josh Styles (Jacob Skelton) (Harry Styles)
Ficção AdolescenteJosh Styles; son of Harry styles and Carmon smith. Josh is a demon and has very bad anger issues. Being a teenage boy, he gets into fight and does drugs. But that all stops when he meets a certain someone. Rose.
