Storm Chaser

Three

You'll never know, how to make it on your own, And you'll never show weakness for letting go...

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Walking through the hallways was depressing, to say the least.

Everyone looks like they don't want to be there, and it puts me in a bad mood, honestly.

I only enjoy sitting through my Geography Lecture. Otherwise, the rest of the day is bad. And damn boring.

It was approaching the end of the lecture and everyone was about to get up and leave but the lecturer quickly shouted,

"Stella Hawkins and Gabbey Attridge! You will both be competing for an internship. The internship will include writing an article for Geo Magazine which could lead to a full time job. good-luck!"

Internship? The opportunity was unbelievable. At first I had to think twice about the news.

I finally had positive thoughts flooding my mind but it didn't last long because I was snapped out of my thoughts by...

Gabbey.

"Just to let you know, I will win that Intership."

Was this girl for real?

I hardly spoke to anyone here, I literally kept my head down the whole day.

Yet, here was this girl, talking to me.

I've heard of Gabbey before. She doesn't sound like the nicest person, and my theory had been proven correct.

"Excuse me?" I replied. I had never replied to anyone here before, I'm always too scared to reply. I didn't want to create any enemies, especially if I had to spend another year with these people.

"You heard me."

"Yes I did, that wasn't very nice!" I said to her. I immediately dropped my head. I was in no mood to start a fight. I began to walk off and quickly heard Gabbey shout,

"This isn't over Stella Hawkins!"

I quickly ran out of the theatre and the building.

Quickly walking down the street, thoughts of what Gabbey had said come to my mind.

Maybe she would win that internship. I'm not that good. I've heard of what she was capable of academically so she was bound to win.

Don't let her get to you, positive thoughts add.

I jump on the bus and push all negative thoughts to the back of my mind.

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When I arrived back at my apartment, thoughts of Harry and what he was doing fall into my mind.

Harry wasn't as mental as I thought he would be. I took the time to get to know him and we instantly clicked. Also since he wrote a damn good report for me, I had put him in my good books.

I wasn't one to trust anyone random, trust from me took awhile.

I always thought it would take at least 6 months to get someone to earn my trust, but with Harry, he had me trusting him in under six minutes.

Maybe I am mental. About Harry.

As I was about to open the door to my apartment, I thought about visiting Harry. So I went and knocked on his door. This was all too strange to me.

No one answered. I was gutted.

Walking back into my apartment, I opened up my laptop.

I was interested in Harry. He fascinated me so much.

Like the weather.

I quickly googled, 'Harry Styles' and instantly there were images of him. A few pages also from his old school website.

The internet is so good now-a-days.

I clicked on the first bio page from what I thought was Harry's old High-School.

Scanning through the web pages, I see the numerous amount of awards he had won, for Social Sciences, especially.

This made me become more obsessed with the mental boy. Wanting to see him again, I looked up from my computer screen and took a glance at the hole Harry had punched yesterday.

There was just one problem.

The hole wasn't there.

I get up from my seat and walk over to where it was, I trace my fingers to where the hole should be. There was absolutely no sign of an impact. Looking down, confused, I see a little note placed on the floor.

It was obviously a note from Harry, I recognised the boyish-messy hand writing.

How did he get into my apartment? I could sue him for trespassing onto another's property.

That damn boy. I swear, if I see something is missing, I will not be living here anymore.

Grabbing the note forcefully I quickly read it;

'Hi, Stella. Sorry about the wall. I got it fixed by the way, if you hadn't noticed. I'll see you soon. I've gone out for a bit.

H .x'

Was he assuming we were friends? I couldn't believe it, he just walked into my apartment and thought he could do whatever he wanted. He was mental.

Thunder rumbled from the sky.

Maybe I'll go and chase a storm tonight?

Maybe I could use a friend?

I think I'll stay at my apartment though, at least until Harry gets home.

That damn boy did have me whipped.

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