Blue-Mask

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(He-said)

Things went back to normal after a couple of days when the rumors died down. Serena went back to chasing me around school in the hallways, at lunch, in class and it felt weirdly normal. I'm not saying it was good, no, I'm just saying I got used to her always being at my side.

As I sit in class trying to do my test which I wasn't even halfway finished with Serena already handed hers in making me feel stupid. I mean, yeah, she's the smartest girl in the class but so what? I shouldn't be only halfway done with the test I should be nearly finished. I tried to consentrate on the test but it was difficult. I've always been horrible in math. I looked at the time and class was almost finished making me just circle random answers but no, they weren't random. That sniffing Serena does it turned into whispering, and those whispers just happened to have the answer on the test. I write my name on the test and handed it in with a smile on my face.

Would you like to work with me for the schools science fair?

When I sat back down there it was. In perfect cursive with her perfect handwriting was a note from Serena. I was shocked. Yeah, she would stalk me but she never really gave me notes or anything. For that matter she never really talked to me. I grabbed my pencil ready to write down in capital letters, N-O, but for some reason my hand wrote three other letters. I guess I kind of owe her for helping me with that test. I looked back giving her the note and she did a little squeal. For some reason it made me smile, letting out a low chuckle.

The bell rang dismissing our final class and I grabbed Serena by her arm making her turn towards me. For some reason I couldn't stop staring into her eyes, as she stared into mine. She started to lean in and for some reason I felt like I was too so I quickly let go of her. "Bye?" I said it coming more out like a question. She nodded and I walked into the hallways gathering my stuff out my locker and taking the bus home. When I got home I ran to my room quickly, locking the door behind me. What was that with Serena? I don't want to kiss her, I don't even want to be her friend. I just owe her. Yeah, that's all it is. All it is, is a science fair project. Gemma started banging on the door but I just pressed my back against it.

"Harry!"

"Harry what's wrong!?"

"Harry why you locking yourself in!?"

"Let me in!"

She could shout all she wanted but I wasn't opening this door unless it was time for dinner. She kept shouting but my mind kept being pulled towards Serena. Get this out of your mind, she's Serena Davis, the schools crazy girl, your Harry Styles the schools playboy.

*beep* *beep*

I looked at my phone and I had a notification on Twitter. I checked it and it's from Marc.

@Marc2hott4u: PARTY AT MY PLACE! It's masked so were a mask bitches! Retweet, pass it around, today at 7:00 till midnight. Later bro.

I tweeted out that I was going to the party which I was. I just need to get away from home for a while and it's a party. Come on I'm not going to miss out the chance to get insanely drunk. I grabbed my jacket and opened my door. Gemma was standing there staring at me. She grabbed my face putting both hands on my cheeks. She moved my arms around as if checking for something. I gave her a confused look and she pulled me into a hug letting out a giggle. I hugged her back confused about what's going on.

"Thank god! I thought someone jumped you which was why you were in your room like that! You scared the bloody hell out of me!" I let out a laugh without wanting to but it was funny. The last time I got jumped, well, let's face it I take boxing the other guy left with a black eyes with me no scratch. You should have seen the other guy. She let go of me and poked my dimple, then left. She just left like that. Wow, my sister is the most awesome, weirdest, and violent person I know.

I went to the garage getting out my motorcycle. Yeah, yeah, I know. Your wondering if I have a motorcycle why ride the bus when Serena takes it. Don't get me wrong, I'd ditch the crazy lunatic any chance I get but motorcycles are banned from the school so if I get caught riding it to school bam, suspended. If I get suspended its another long speech of how I'm always disappointing people by my father. I'd rather not go through that. I put my helmet on and drove to Marc house in about twenty minutes. When I parked in front of his house, lights were flashing from inside and music was blasting. There were other teenagers I didn't even know walking out of the house drunk.

"Hi! Du YA knew da station" A guy said slurring his words with a red cup in his hand. "Yeah but you will see better with this off." I said taking off his mask. He smiled and let out a drunk laugh. He patted me on the back as if he was saying thank you. I nodded and he walked off, tripping. I put on the black masked that covered more then half of my face. I don't own a mask so I might as well take his. I walked in and it was hard to walk through so much people dancing, others making out, then the ones popping more bottles open.

That's when I spot her. She was swaying back and forth, not to hyper like the others. She had a pink dress that hugged her body just perfect, and she had curves. She had Jordans on which I thought was the coolest. Girls always wearing those six inch heels I don't know how they don't trip and break there nose. She had a bottle in her hand, it looked as if she only took two or three sips but she looked like a lightweight. Though she had curves she wasn't that big but she wasn't a stick, she was perfect. There was a mask on her face which was baby blue with feathers. It covered almost all her face but her lips. They were a light pink colored and heart shaped. She was perfect. I walked over to her and grabbed her waists from behind. We swayed together and she fit perfectly in my arms, she was short so I could set my chin on her head.

A girl with a black dress that higher her body tightly but not good looking came. She hand no curves making it look like she was a stick and her dress loose on her. She had a black mask that covered only half her face. She grinned on me, touching me, rubbing her body on mine it was good let me tell you that but not like the other girl. It was perfect when we were just swaying but our bodies barely touching. With this girl it was a mess, it was obvious she was completely drunk. That's when she started leaving. The girl with the blue mask was walking away. I tried to go at least ask her name but the girl with the black mask kept interrupting me.

Who is that girl in the blue mask?

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