I raise my eyebrows as she attempts to scare me, failing miserably:
-You think that just because you're his soulmate, he'll come running to your arms?-she asks with a smirk
-I never said that-I answer.I don't have patience for this shit today, for God's sake.
-Then you should probably leave, honey-she says and turns back to Harry
-I think you're the one who should be leaving, sweetheart, you know it will hurt you because now, you know he ain't your soulmate, and he probably doesn't even like you, I mean, who would?-I say, with a fake smile.She raises her eyebrows and asks:
-You think you're better than me?
-Oh, sweetie, I don't think that, I'm sure of it-I say, turn around and while I was taking my first step, I say, sarcastically:
-Very nice to meet you guys.I make my way to my classroom and sit on a row that's not to close but not to far.
I take out my notebook and start writing random things on it to entertain myself while the teacher doesn't come:
-Your handwriting is pretty-I hear the girl beside me say and I murmur a quick "thanks".She sighs and says:
-I heard what you said to Britney.
-Oh, are you one of her minions or some shit, and now you're gonna torture me for the rest of my life, because if you are, then look how scared I am-I say and look at her.She has green eyes and blonde hair:
-What? No, I just wanted to say, that what you did was awesome, actually.Oh. Damn, that was too much, wasn't it?
-Oh, thanks, what's your name?-I ask, with a smile
-Madison, but my friends call me Mady
-I'm Emma, but sometimes, people call me Em.When she was about to say something, the teacher walks in:
-Good morning everyone, I'm professor Williams-he presents himself and starts talking about the rules and, you know, the shit they always repeat even though we all know that.Suddenly, someone enters the classroom and says:
-Sorry I'm late.Oh yeah, no shit you are late.
I look at the person that just got in and see...
Oh no, oh hell no.
It's Harry.
He looks at me and smirks.
Fuck.
He starts walking to row where I am and I start to get nervous.
He sits right beside me. This is not going to end well.
I really hope he doesn't talk to me. He has Britney to talk to.
I have to admit, he is handsome and kinda cute, but I have a feeling that he's an ass. I mean, having a girlfriend even tho he knows they aren't soulmates, I think it's pointless, because wanting it or not, he has a soulmate.
And he has to deal with that.
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Fanfiction"-I hate you so much!- I scream at the top of my lungs. Instead of screaming back, he comes closer, puts one hand on my hip and the other hand on my cheek, and says: -Oh, but baby, you can't hate me, we are meant to be."