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"Sorry, I'm Late"

Professor: It's fine Mr. Styles, just take a seat

As if he had read my thoughts begging not to take a seat near me, he takes the one behind Veronica, leaving it behind diagonally where he can see every movement I make.

Veronica: What's up with this nerd?

With that Veronica comment my laughter increases. I don't want to be mean, but please look at him. Long hair, dirty, no style at all, wearing my grandad's clothes, of course unlike my grandfather buying in Dior and this guy clearly takes his clothes out of some second-hand store.
Also, why is he in this school? I mean, it's one of the most expensive schools in all of California, how could he be paying for it? He doesn't seems to have a lot of money like me or my friends...
My head is really asking a lot of questions about a person I don't know or care about at all.

The class continued, the teacher made an introductory talk, to which I took notes. Then he made known the books that we had to buy, we were going to need them to study since in this matter the bibliography for the exams was fundamental.

The teacher began to talk about English literature and before I knew it, the bell rang and the class was over.

Daisy: It's almost noon, we should go to the cafeteria. The guys are probably there.

Veronica: Sure, let's go.


When we arrived at the cafeteria Louis, Liam and Zayn were waiting for us at one of the central tables, where it was clearly our table.
Zayn hugs me from behind when he sees me and I put my arms around his tattooed neck to finally give him a sweet kiss.


Liam: Could you stop being cheesy please?

Zayn: Shut up

Louis: I've heard there's a new guy on school

Zayn: And...

Louis: He's a totally jerk. You should have seen him in the bathroom, man he looks like a 50 year old

Veronica: I know who are you talking about, the dude is in our literature class

Liam: We should welcome the nerdy

"There he is" I say pointing my finger at where I was "Styles" lining up for lunch.

Daisy: Hang on

Daisy immediately grabs the shake Zayn had in her hand and walks to where Styles is.
I don't need much information to read my friend's mind and know what she's going to do. Once she gets to her goal, I blink and when I open my eyes I see the shake all over the new guy's pants.
When she finishes spilling the liquid, Daisy smiles and turns to the table where we are all.

Zayn: Well played Daisy *cracks in laugher*

Serena: What a bitch, that's why I love you

Daisy: I know, I know. Cheers for this new school year!


The day at school went by fast. After the shake incident we all went to what was the last class of the day. Once the class was over, I got a message from Zayn.

*text message*

Zayn: I'll be waiting in the car, see u there.

Me: Okay, I'm gonna go to the bathroom first. See you in the parking lot.


When I enter the empty bathroom, I'm going to pee, I do some hair and while I wash my hands I see how the same boy who Daisy spoiled his pants with the shake.
In his eyes I see sadness or anger, I can't tell the difference between the two. I am guided more by sadness.

Me: Sorry, I think you're in the wrong bathroom.

Styles: What?

Me: This is the woman bathroom.

Styles: Oh, do I look like I care?

Me: Excuse me?

Styles: If you're done I'd like you to leave me alone trying to fix the mess your friend's bitch caused.

I was completely wrong. After he told me those words the last thing I can see in his eyes is sadness.

Me: Who the fuck do you think you are little bastard? Besides, I think my friend did you a favor in those clothes.

Styles: Of course, why would I think that in this school you could be different from the others?

Me: Honestly I don't give a fuck what you might think of me or not. Go and buy new clothes... Not a big deal. Oops, sorry I forgot that you can't even afford that.


With those last words I leave the bathroom in a rage, arriving where Zayn was waiting for me, I get in the car and he notes my displeasure.

Zayn: What happened? I have been waiting for you like 20 minutes.

Me: Nevermind

Thank god he didn't insist with the questions and started the car and drove until we got to his house.

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