Back of the Class

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"I'm loving the pain."~Why Try , Ariana Grande

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I went to class early , for the first time ever! I mean I'm not saying I'm always late, I just don't like going early , thats all.

I sat in the back of the class , laying my head down. There was like four or five people in there with me. I don't know their names. There was these two boys who had glasses , they didn't look like typical nerds , they actually looked kinda ... cool.

Then their was this girl who was sleep. I mean I would be to , the professor had to step out really quickly or go get B.J from one of the female professor. I smirked to myself.

More and more kids came most sat in the middle or went to somebody's desk and chatted over there. I just sat and stared at the clock.

I wish when I closed my eyes time goes by fast and when I opened them class was over. That would be so cool.

I kept my head down still looking at the clock when Harry , Zayn & their "new friend" walked in.

Wait ! Why do I care so much who is with them ? It's their lives not mine.

Harry came back here sitting next to me.

"I hope you don't plan on sleeping back here Ms.Grande." Harry told me.

"Screw off Styles." I said plainly.

"Ooh , harsh Ms.Grande. That's a write up." Harry told.

Somedays I don't know why he likes to act like a teacher. I just play along in his little "fantasy world"

I giggled at him.

"Harry come up here." Said a soft voice.

Her.......

I don't know her name , but I don't have time to learn it either.

I gripped the desk so hard my knuckles turned white.

"Ari!" Harry said.

I sat up & glared at him

"What?!"

"Your fucking knuckles."

I hurried up and letted go up the desk and looked at my knuckles.

They looked like a dark red and a pale white.....

"What is wrong with you?" Harry said laughing at me.

I punched in his arm . "Shut up!"

"Aye , don't wanna bruise you hand even more." Harry said laughing even more.

I swear he laughs at his own joke like there funny.

Then the professor finally walked in from taking care if some "business". I wanted to laugh so loud. I ended up chuckling silently.

"You look so ... RED." Harry whispered to me.

I looked at him. "Shut up & pay a attention for once!" I whispered back.

"Now where's the fun in that?" Harry smirked .

"Take that smirk off your face." I whispered.

"You love it." He told me .

I looked at the professor who was talking about god know what!

"No , I actually don't." I whispered to Harry.

"Then why are you still talking to me?"

That was a good question. Why was I actually?

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