Chapter 2

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Y/n exited the classroom relived to finally leave. This class being so out of Y/n's element plus Mr Styles being her teacher caused so much stress that she practically hid from the world the entire time. At least next hour she has something she can enjoy, English. Y/n was happy to come to this class because of the way writing made her feel understood. No one her age could understand her and her quirkiness like writing could. Writing, especially poetry, made her feel whole and normal in her own quirky way.

Y/n rushed into a seat in the front due to her excitement. She quickly took her notebook filled with short stories and poems and looked up. There she saw Mr Malik! Without knowing she had sat right in front of the teachers desk. Due to this being a very unpopular section to sit in for obvious reasons, Y/n found herself sitting alone. Again.

With this displeasure in mind Y/n started writing another poem in her notebook. Feeling the stare of someone she looked up again and Mr Malik was staring back at her. Y/n suddenly blushed bright red and quickly looked back down hoping he didn't see. The rest of the period flew by because all they did was go over the syllabus.

Y/n glanced at her schedule with her bright green orbs and read that her next class was Study Hall. She rushed to the library in hope to finish her poem she started in English about her quirkiness. She hurries to the back in the corner next to her favorite book genre Fantasy. This lets her imagine a world as quirky as she is. The teacher who watches over the class walks in. Y/n couldn't believe her luck, Mr Tomlinson had walked in. "All right class, settle down. It's time to get to work." he said in a deep raspy voice. "Rules are simple; Don't bug me, I don't bug you." After that he turned back around to sit at the makeshift desk to read the poetry "Milk and Honey". Y/n quickly recognized her favorite novel in his long hands. Excitement grew as she realized she had something in common with someone for once. Y/n quietly finished her homework as the bell rung. Spontaneously, she decided to talk to Mr Tomlinson.

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