Lizzie's P.O.V.
"Lizzie!!" My mom called.
Ughh! Great. Today's my first day at a secondary school in Mullingar, Ireland. My mom married an Irishman named Colin, so we had to move to Ireland. They met in Omaha, Nebraska about a year ago. My biological dad walked out on us when I was 13 which was 3 years ago now. It broke my mom apart. She thought he was her true love but apparently she was wrong. I was glad he left, because he made me feel like I wasn't good enough.
I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to see my hair sticking in every direction, my eyes red with bags under them. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water awaken me.
*20 mins. later*
With my hair done and my outfit on I go down to the kitchen to find breakfast, my mom and new stepfather at the table. I sat and start devouring my breakfast in record time. I head out to my car and head to school. On my way to school I saw three guys driving in the same direction I was going in. They looked like triplets. Maybe I'll see them around.
*At School*
First period: Math
Great! Math! What a terrific subject to start off the day! *Note the sarcasm* I'm in a harder math class than the average student. When I walked in i saw a boy that looked like one of the boys walking. I took up the courage to sit next to him.
"Hi. I'm Lizzie. Lizzie Grace."
"Nathan Horan." He said with a really strong Irish accent.
"Nice to meet you Nathan. I have to ask you, are you a triplit?" I bet he thinks I'm a complete stalker.
He nodded, while blushing. Hard. I laughed a little about what I had just done. I Lizzie Grace made a cute boy blush!! I have never done that before. Before the bell rang another boy walked in, he looked just like Nathan. Maybe he's Nathan's brother. I saw Nathan sink into his chair. Nathan's brother started walking toward us, and looked at me, then Nathan, then me again and smirked and took a seat infront of me. He turned and smiled at me. I smiled back with my cheeks turning red. he spoke up saying, "I'm Niall. Nathan is my brother. Our other brother -James- is in here too but he either doesn't come or comes late. He usually goes to get a new tattoo with his friends." He chuckled.
"I'm Lizzie Grace."
He probably noticed my American accent right away, because the first thing he said was "An American girl, huh? We don't really have any around town."
I've noticed that Nathan has been staring at me but I could be wrong so I let it go. An hour into class, the door opened and a boy with loads of tattoos on his arms, gages, and a lip piercing -I assumed it was James- walked in and took a seat next to Niall. James looked back at me, then turned to Niall and started whispering. James must have something rude, because when he was done whispering he started laughing but Niall slapped his arm. I have a feeling that me and James won't be getting along well.
Before class was over Niall asked me for my schedule. Here are the classes I have with each boy:
_Niall:
Biology
Reading
Math
_Nathan:
Geography
French
Math
_James:
Gym
Study Hall
Art
Math
Great! MORE classes with James! How wonderful! And guess what class is next... ART.
