picture of Azalea attatched
*Harry's P.O.V*
My head is throbbing, i slump my body against a soft, gentle mattress.
I smirk into my plump pillow, keeping my eyes closed as I inhale the fragrance of the lemon washing powder. I have no idea what got me into this state, the only thing that would make this better is a hot girl laying next to me. The idea of my dad having me enroll into school once again to pursue a career later on was not what i had in mind. I get out of bed and continue with my daily routine, I fling on some clothes and grab my backpack heading towards the door but i was cut off by my mum.
" Harry, I'm tired of reminding you about this everyday" mum utters drastically.
I glare at her confused,"What now mum?".
She glances at the table and i shift my eyes to it and realise,
She wants me to have breakfast
fucking fabulous just as I am about to book my way towards the car.
I muttered, "Whatever you say Mum" and rolled my eyes
"Don't you roll your eyes at me young man, its not like your going to find your brains" Mum spoke bursting with pride
As i am fairly sick of having breakfast at 8 in the morning I,grab a granola bar and hop into my car making my way towards hell .
*Beatrice's P.O.V*
As i pull into the driveway of the school i feel all eyes on me and my car. I shrug it all off and park in my usual parking space. I take a deep breath before stepping out of the car and have a quick check at my reflection in the mirror. I notice my eyes were a deeper shade of brown today,Most likely because i was crying earlier today. I push all the thoughts out of my head before i could contemplate. I fix my long hair and then finally get out of the car, I smile because i had missed this place throughout the summer,Oh absolutely not the exam point of view but the idea of socialising without having to procrastinate. I lock my car and look around the parking lot scanning alot of people in groups, individuals etc, i find someone staring at me and begin to feel very uncomfortable under his gaze.He is rocking that mop of brown curls on his head and the blazer which is tightly fitted on him. I feel like there are seemingly many contradictions in his personality but maybe i just cant look close enough to see the layers.
I am suddenly pulled away from this trance after my friend pulls me into a big tight hug, Azalea. She's the only person who I can trust with the information about my Dad but yet i haven't informed her about any of this because even after everything my dad has caused, i still consider him as a parent. I smile back and return her hug inhaling the sweet fragrance of her perfume. "I missed you so much lea, its unbelievable", I sigh pulling away from the hug and giving her a warm smile once again. She nods, acknowledging me that she knew what i was talking about,my mom. I'm just glad she never made a huge deal out of it, like everyone else would.
She links both our hands and we started talking about our summer and how shit it has been.Due to certain circumstances, it was very difficult. I zone out and look over to where the mysterious boy was scanning for his friends most probably. Huge brown curls. He's still staring at me with his huge green glittering eyes.He's kind of creepy but he looks so interesting. I don't even know why I care about him and why the fact that he lures me towards him if i'm being completely honest. I'd never go for guys like him anyway, he just looks like trouble. Besides, I have a boyfriend anyway.
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