Chapter 2 - Head Over Horan

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Sarah's POV:

Mr. McGowan rambles on during the whole period. I took out my notebook and started doodling

I like to draw, but I don't share with anyone how much I actually like it. The bell rings and while I was walking out of class, Mandy trips me, making me drop all of my textbooks and pens and pencils. I gave her a dirty look as she strutted away with her four inch heels on. How does she walk in those every sinlgle day? This, again, was something normal for Mandy to do. The only thing I don't understand is how none of the teacher notice what she does.

As im picking up my books, this boy with blonde hair, and a thick Irish accent comes over to me and helps me.

"Hi there love, do you mind if I help?" he says as he picks up my pens that are all scattered on the dirty school halls. I look up at him and our eyes met. His bright blue eyes, and his adorable little face made me smile.

"Umm.. yeah actually, thanks." I say nervously. He's kind of cute, but I don't think I should say anything.

"I'm Niall. It's nice to meet you. Your name is?"

I stutter and finally spit out, "Sarah."

He blushes and we shake hands. "Do ya mind if we exchange numbers? I don't know anyone yet, and maybe you could show me around the school?"

Was he really asking me for my number? I was in complete shock, because no boys in my school even take the time to notice me.

"Yeah sure", I say as he hands me his phone, and I diall my number into it.

As I walk home from school, the same thought hasn't left my mind, "Was Niall being friendly? or is he trying to hit on me?"

I don't even know why I'm thinking about him so much, but there is just something about him that makes me feel...warm inside.

I walk in the front door and see my mom knocked out on the couch with a big bottle of Vodka in her hand.

I roll my eyes at her. She shouldn't be drinking this much. Ever since my dad died she completely lost it.

I'm suprised that I'm keeping myself from drinking. Whenever i drink alchohol, it makes me gain a lot of weight. Plus, it tastes nasty

I walk into my bathroom and i wash my face to take off all of my makeup. Mandy was right. Everything she says is true. Im ugly, fat, and worthless. Nobody cares about me, I have no friends, I'm an attention whore, I'm a slut, and my moms a drug addict. She was right about everything. She has ruined my life forever.

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