Letters to Amanda [H.S]

Chapter 1: Tradition

First Chapter: Tradition
Third Person Point of View

Another semester starts. Graduation day is finally nearing and Harry Styles and his mates were evidently excited to get out of the shithole they call high school. But they were not the only ones who were excited. The whole seniors were excited not just with the graduation but with the upcoming graduation ball, senior prom, and the said tradition that everyone kept on talking about since last year.

"Bye, mum," Harry said as he gave his mother a peck on the cheek and left the house carrying nothing but one notebook and a pen. It was all he brought with him to the first day of school of the second semester.

Harry checked his phone revealing a 7.37 AM time and a message from Niall. He got inside his black Range Rover which he got from his father-his Father's birthday present to him.

He started the car and groaned impatiently as he waited for Gemma Styles, her sister to get out of the house. And after 10 minutes, as if the man from above heard his prayers, Gemma frantically got out of the house.

"Heya, little brother!" Gemma greeted smiling innocently as she got inside the front seat. She settled herself in as Harry rolled his eyes at his sister's habit of being unpunctual, and started driving.

As they drove around for 7 minutes in silence to Gemma's workplace since she practically begged Harry to do it, Gemma decided to break the silence.

"Have you heard about the school's tradition, Harry?" Gemma asked Harry as she was typing away on her phone.

"What tradition are you talking about?" Asked Harry while Gemma only hummed in response.

"I'm assuming they have not told you about it yet, but you will know about it soon," Gemma continued and said her goodbyes as they arrived. Harry released a sigh at her sister being secretive about it.

As Harry arrived at the school, he was greeted with his four other mates that saved him a parking spot.

"Thanks." He said as he got out of his car. The lads greeted him in return. Harry rolled his eyes to everyone else who were watching them. They might be the popular group in the school but it was rude to mind other people's business.

Typical high school. He thought to himself as he and the lads began to walk towards the school building as the school bell rang signalling the start of the first subject which was at 8.00 AM.

It was now lunchtime and the boys gathered together with their girlfriends in their usual spot. Harry took a bite on his salad as Lexie leaned on his tattoed arm and continued to whisper dirty things in his ear. The group were talking about Niall's upcoming party this weekend, the preparations, and all. But Harry was not interested at least one bit. He was surprisingly bored as he downed the last bite of his salad.

"Let us go somewhere else," Lexie whispered in his ear, suggesting as she secretly palmed Harry seductively.

Harry looked at the time, revealing that they still have 45 minutes to spare before the first-afternoon subject starts. He immediately stood up and made up an excuse as he dragged Lexie along with him to somewhere private.

They were not a thing-and they will never be. He believes that they are only playmates or just someone who needed someone to satisfy their body needs.

After a minute of searching, both were able to find an unoccupied classroom as they hastily made out with each other, removed their clothes and did their business.

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Amanda was sitting in her room's window sill staring at the flowers that she was able to plant on their backyard when her mother gently knocked on the bedroom door that made her slapped back to reality. She sent her mother a smile as she got the message that it was time to go.