"Get up! For the last time, we are going to be late!" I was awaken in the most sincere way, by my dearest friend Sarah. NOT. Today was the day we move into out dorms. School starts :next week, and to my parent, my education is everything. I got straight A's all throughout school. Now they push me off the college. I'm majoring in being a writer. Fun, right?
"I'm so exited? Are you exited? What if on of my professors is a babe? Is that wrong?" I learned to tune Sarah out after a while, she loves to talk, all the time. I simply reply with a "yeah" every few seconds to make it seem like I'm listening.
We have all my stuff packed up my house along with hers. When we get to my house, my parents already have the stuff loaded into the car with fake smiles plastered on their faces. I walk up to them and give them a hug. My parents and I are close in a way, but we don't have the best relationship. "Hi Sarah, love!" my mom practically screams. "Hi Mrs. Alvord." I almost forgot to mention what my name is. My full name is Bella Marie Alvord, and I hate it.
We began driving out to the school, which was a few hours away. It's normal town for the most prat. Small houses scattered and campus placed right in the middle of it. Campus is seriously huge. I'm exited mostly because we get to choose our roommates, and of course, I chose Sarah.
Once were all settled in we get to go meet out teacher. I'm honestly not up for it, but have no other option. We decided to meet our history teacher first (Sarah and I both want to be writers, so we have most classes together) as we step into the oddly cold room I see the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life. I try not to drool as he turns to me "Hi, i'm Mr.Styles".
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A/N- Hi, this being my first fanfic, it may not be the highest of quality. I will try my best to please the readers I get. Update soon.
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I turn my head to face Sarah, and I could tell she was thinking the same thing, "Damn". His eyes met my gaze as he came towards me. My heart did a little dance routine as I smelled his strong yet lovely cologne. "I'm Sarah," she cooed. My turn, "Bella Alvord," I reached out my hand, he returned it with a solid hand shake. His hands were so soft. His green eyes looking back at me, his curls falling tamely into place and he sported a red bow tie, blue blazer and tan pants. I wanted him. I stared at him maybe a bit too long because I was interrupted by his heavy and sweet accent "Well, this is History, it's been nice meeting you ladies, I look forward to having you in class." He looked uncomfortable but smiled brightly and walked back over to his desk and started typing away. Sarah had to pull me out of my trance I must have been in, because I felt a tug on my arm. Within seconds, I was standing in the middle of the hallway, dumbfounded. "Holy shit, what was that. He is so cute." Sarah whispered. I just smiled as we strolled to English.
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After about an hour later we met all of our professors. For some reason I couldn't get Mr. Styles out of my head. The way he smirked, his dimples in full sight. Or maybe his green eyes that shimmered like diamonds. It being our first night in the dorms, I could tell Sarah was having a rough time sleeping. I could tell she was knackered though. "Bell?" it took me a minute to reply "Yeah?" I whispered. "Do you think I'll ever meet my prince charming?" that was odd. And quite out of the blue may I add. "absolutely," I don't hesitate to answer. "Why?" here we go with the questions. I pondered, then said "Your smart, beautiful, and nice! Who wouldn't fall for you?" the room was dark, but I knew she had grin a mile wide on her face. She liked fishing for compliments. "Goodnight Bell." she whispered. A minute later I could hear her faint breathing. I would never fall asleep now. Shockingly, my eyelids started drooping, as I lost all senses.
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Boom! Soft lips smashed against mine. Rain pouring all around me and a mans intertwined bodies. A street light flashing red. It was late. I looked up. Mr. Styles smiling back at me as he leaned in once again...
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*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!* My dream was interrupted by the most obnoxious alarm ever. Please, just let me sleep. I realized it was the first day of classes. No. I heard water running from our tiny bathroom shut off as Sarah stepped out in nothing but a towel. "Good morning!" a huge goofy smile formed on her lips. She looked exited, that making one of us. "Get up! You have to get ready for the first day!" she said, still smiling. I dragged myself put of bed and looked at my self in the mirror and cringed. I am not a morning person.
*43 strenuous prepping minutes later...*
Ready. I had on jeans, and loose fitted college t-shirt and a hoodie (it was rainy out, so it was OK, it's not like I have anyone to impress) My brunette hair was curled tight ringlets and a little mascara to top it off. We walked out of our dorm and headed for the campus. There was only one thing I was eager for, Mr. Styles.
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I reached my first class, English,and stepped in. A rather large portioned teacher was standing at the board as other students were starting to gather in their seats. I walked quickly to a seat and sat quietly. "Hello. I'm Mrs. Johnson, I will be your English teacher. I like food and I hate students who make excuses. For now, that's all you need to know. Please pull out your text books and flip to page 143." I did so as the door pulled open and in walked what look like could be a model. Long blonde hair and bright, blue eyes. Mrs. Johnson didn't look too happy to see her late. "Take a seat and turn to page 143." She did so, her cheeks flushed. Poor girl.
*5 LONG classes later*
I met Sarah in the Cafe and a few other girls who decided to come sit with us. They seemed nice, I guess. I scanned over the girls as my eyes met the girl from class earlier. She reached out her hand "Hi! I'm Cassie." she smiled, "Bella." I smiled back. She was really pretty. After chatting it up and eating, it was time to head back to classes. "It was nice to meet you, Bella," Cassie said. "You too," I replied.
*2 more long classes later*
Now was the time I have been waiting for all day, to see Mr. Styles again. After that dream it's what I've been waiting for. I know I have only seen him once but still, it's the sparks. I walked in slowly to the classroom and there he was, Mr. Styles in a suit, so... perfect. He turned around, maybe I rushed a little too fast because I was the first one in class. We made full on eye contact for about 6 seconds before a kid bumped me from behind and plopped down in his desk. "Watch where you're going" I snapped as he replied with a shrug. When I looked back, he was writing on the board again. Damn kid. I figured I should probably take a seat as more people were filing in. Sarah was in her seat staring at the board, or Mr. Styles ass. I rolled my eyes and looked up to see him looking at me again then quickly breaking away. Was he looking at me? No, he couldn't have been. "Alright class," oh his voice, it sent chills up my spine, "I'm Mr. Styles and this is History, I have always wanted to be a teacher since I was little," I stopped listening and just focused on his features. He was so amazing. I wanted to stay in this class all day.
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Mr. Styles (Update in progress)
FanfictionBella Alvord, a regular girl who is just trying to find her place, never really gets life easy. That is untill she meets her history professor, Mr. Styles. Sparks fly instantly. She has one question, is it right?
