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Lunch

Calculus was officially my favorite class, and I had only been to two so far.  

The next one? English. I’m from Texas. We still spoke English it’s just…different. It’s so much more….proper here. AND PROPER MEANS TWO DIFFERENT THINGS HERE AND IN THE US. Not to mention we have to speak properly in that class. Bullcrap. But I did have this class with Zayn….he just didn’t show up today.

The one after that? History. Once again, I am from Texas. We learned US history there. Sure there were some things that we learned about England, but we didn’t learn 11 years’ worth it. So needless to say I understood nothing in that class. I had that class with Liam though so that was nice. Liam and Niall.

After that? Elective class. I still haven’t chosen one and there weren’t too many to choose from. I didn’t choose one before the class was over. I’ll ask for advice about what class I should take later.

And now I have lunch. Yes.

I walk through the large hall in search of the cafeteria. I eventually just follow the crowd of people, and yes it leads me to the lunch room.

I buy a simple lunch and then wander around the cafeteria looking for somewhere to sit.

There were so many people. It was so loud. I try to find Zayn. When I can’t, I look for any other familiar face.

Then I hear my name. Once, twice, various times. I recognized the voice. It was Taylor. But I couldn’t figure out where on earth it was coming from.

Then I see a guy standing on a table waving his arms. “AMBER! WE ARE LOOKING FOR YOU! YES YOU! RIGHT THERE! PROCEED TO THIS TABLE!” He gets off the table, and I curiously walk toward it.

Sitting at it was a group full of familiar faces. Taylor, Harry, Niall, Liam, and that random guy who was just standing on top of the table.

“HEY AMBER, IT’S YOUR FRIEND TAYLOR FROM SCHOOL!” Taylor yells at me.

“Again?” Harry asks raising an eyebrow.

“What do you mean again?” Liam asks to no one in particular. “Has this happened before?”

“You have no idea.” Harry says chortling.

I sit down between Liam and the random guy.

“So how have your past few classes been?” Liam directs the question towards me.

“Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh.” I drag out.

“You know Liam?” Taylor asks me.

“We met before Calculus.” I say, taking a small bite from my apple.

“Oh.” Harry, Taylor and Niall say at the same time.

“Ok,” The random guy says. He finger quotes. “Amber.” He ends his finger quotes. “Who are you?”

I raise an eyebrow. “What even. What kind of question…” I start.

Taylor laughs. He just shrugs. “It’s just a question.” He says defensively.

“Well, I’m Amber, just like you said.” I say simply.

“And you are associated how?” He continues.

“I’m Taylor’s best friend.” I say going along with it. He is unbelievably agitating me right now.

“And you are from…?” He asks.

“You know you’re really nosy.” I say, attitudinally.

His serious look breaks and he smiles….and laughs. Was this guy even capable of being…not agitating? “She can be sassy.” He says still smiling a sassy smile. “I’m Louis.”

I just sit there dumbfounded. Everyone laughs and I feel like I’ve been left out on a big inside joke.   

“This is Louis. He’s a really good actor.” Liam says, still chuckling.

“Actor? So basically that was all a joke?” I ask. This was just cruel. 

“Yeah.” Louis says himself.

“That’s so…” but honestly I couldn’t think of the right word.

“Louis.” Niall says simply.

I shrug.

We continue to talk for a while and I realize that the completely annoying character that I had met earlier was nothing like the Louis that I knew now. Even though I had only knew him for about 25 minutes.

“Ok, so then Louis was like….” Liam was in the middle of a story but is then interrupted by a person that had walked up the table.

“Uhm, hey. Do you need something?” Liam asks politely.

“Uh, yeah. Is that Amber?” The guy asks pointing at me.

I just started this school and people are already talking about me. How nice.

“Yeah, that’s her. Is there something you need?” Taylor asks.

“Zayn’s looking for her. He’s outside.”