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♢Chapter 1♢

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Niall♧

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"Hey Horan!" One of the guys, Jack, from the football team calls.

"Hey" I flash a smile towards him.

I keep walking up the stairs to my art class, adjusting my backpack a bit.

I'm Niall Horan, openly gay and I'm quite silent. I just turned 16 about 3 months ago. I only speak when needed, that's all. I can never start a conversation, but I do have some interesting things to talk about.

I'm not quite popular, but I'm not at the bottom of the chain. If you know what I mean.

The football team, known as the "populars", always talk to me, so that basically makes me "popular"

I'm not the one too label people. I don't believe in "the nerds" or the "jocks" or even the "outcasts"

Everyone is them selfs, so no one has the right to label them, but unfortunately that's how it works in high school.

When I first started high school, I believed all that jocks and nerds shit only happened in the books or movies, but I was way wrong.

But that's life.

I walk into my art class, walking towards my desk in the front. I lay my backpack under my desk and just start tapping my pencil.

I sit in my desk for awhile until my friend, Dylan Downfield, showed up.

"Hey Nialler" Dylan sits by me.

"Finally you show up Dyl" I complain.

"Oh shut your yap, you just got here" Dylan shoved my shoulder.

We just laughed and waited until class started.

"Hey Niall" Dylan began. "What are you doing for lunch? Maybe we could play some footie"

Me and Dylan, were friends, but we dont hang out as much.

"It's cold and snowing out there, and you still want to play footie?" I scoff. "And I can't anyways. My sister-in-law is bringing my nephew here so I can spend time with him at lunch"

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry Niall" Dylan looked down.

"But you can come if you want, well if you want to spend your lunch with a baby"

Dylan chuckled and said, "I'll come"

We just smiled and turned our attention to our art teacher who showed up once the bell rang.

"Good morning class" Mr. Tanner said.

There were a couple of replies.

"Today we are going to go outside and do a little activity" Mr. Tanner explains.

We all groan. It's like 48 degrees out there.

"It's to cold out there" A voice in the back says.

"Okay you can stay inside, do book work and give me a 500 word essay instead" Mr. Tanner says.

We all decide we rather go outside in the cold then stay in here doing work.

When we all got outside, half of us were shivering our arses off. It was cold, but I wasn't going to go back in there and do an essay.

"So for our activity" Mr. Tanner started. "We are going to be making snowmen"

"We're not 10" The same voice said.

"Or we can do this" Mr. Tanner picks up a snowball and throws it at the kid.

The snowball hit the kid in the chest and we all laughed.

"Snowball fight!" Dylan yelled.

After Dylan said that, snowballs started flying in each direction.

Me being me, I stayed away from the snowball fight, just laughing a bit.

And oh, did I mention I have a heart tumor?

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