Chapter 1

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School. The only place where my self esteem has been snatched away from me.

It's crazy how on the 1st day of senior year and I already like someone.

His name is Harry, and he is in all of my classes except for Art. You guessed correctly. He's the popular, cool, cute guy.

I was kind of glad I had one period without him but it's kind of hard to keep your mind off him.

Sadly, he already has a girlfriend, Mia. She is beautiful and very very popular. Ever since Sophmore year they've been dating so, almost 3 years.

I started liking him at the end of junior year and my feelings kind of grew during the summer so, lucky me! I have all classes with Harry.

Mia is in my Art class, though. She's probably going to draw his face for a portrait. Everyone says she is probably the nicest girl in history at this high school. Alright.

I sigh and put my head down as I walk towards my 2nd period.

Someone bumps into me, someone way taller than me.

"Sorry love," I look and see Harry giving me a small smile.

"It's ok." I say smiling back. Harry keeps walking pasts me and I watch him go, then I turn my head and keep walking towards 2nd period.

As I look back again, there he is with Mia, closing her locker, smiling at Harry, then giving him her hand, and walking her to class.

I realized I haven't told you much about me.

I'm Mack Johnson. I am 5"5, dark brown hair that reaches the bottom of my back, and brown eyes. I'm pretty athletic.

I'm kind of humorous in my own way.

I'm not popular, but I do have my circle of friends that I trust and see everyday. Well, maybe not this senior year, but maybe.

I don't consider myself pretty, but a lot of people say so.

I finally reach my 2nd period class. Social studies. I actually like social studies, considering we don't really need to know how Texas gained it's independence, but it gives the teachers something to talk about.

I take my seat at the back of the class. The back of the class, my safe haven.

I take out my notebook and pencil and then Harry turns around to look at me from 3 seats away.

"I ran into you a few minutes ago, what's your name?" he asks raising an eyebrow.

"Mack." I smile.

"Mack." Harry repeats, "nice to meet you."

I nod my head and smile at him.

"Harry?" a light voice comes from the doorway.

Harry turns his head to the door way of the classroom and his shoulders slumped at the sight of Mia.

Did Mia notice that?

Her eyes darted to me then quickly back at Harry. She shook her head no and after a few seconds she said, "See you after school."

Harry then doesn't turn back to me and looks ahead.

He doesn't look back at me.

SORRY THIS IS SHORT BUT HERE IS MY SECOND FAN FIC EVER! I HAVENT FINISHED MY OTHER ONE BUT I WILL START BACK AT IT SOON.

LOVE YOU LOTS!

-stockholmstyless

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