Monday
I stayed up almost every night from friday to get this done, something was missing and I wasnt completely happy with the final product but I turned it in on friday anyways. I walked into miss clarks room and found my seat, seeing the chair next to me slide out and a familiar face sit next to me that was strange, he had the same sweet smell of cheap perfume lingering around him which sort of made my stomach turn
"Morning" he said quietly I just kept doing what I was doing on my ipad I was photoshopping and tidying up some photos I took at the weekend
I had a brown long wig on with a full face on so it didnt look like me, meaning I wasnt fussed if harry saw. I was lay on some books some open some closed and I playied around with some new coloured lighting I had been saving up for over a past couple months, I was also just cleaning up the image a little changing the shapes of my thighs covering imperfections etc etc"Whose that?" He asked also on his laptop
"Me" I shrugged concentrating on what I was doing, I hear his typing stop and knew he was looking at me "it's a wig"
"It looks like rosemary"
"We are very similar, apart from the whole hippy thing"
"What was it she did the other night?" I remember the whole smudging thing
"Oh she cleansed the room with lavender and rosemary, theres some benefits to it" I say benefits in air quotes noticing him half smiling slightly "also why she insists on having crystals everywhere" I slightly chuckle going back to what I was doing"Harry a word" miss clark said and his face dropped back to default standing up, walking over to her desk, from what I could understand was she was praising him but didn't think it filled the brief so couldnt grade it which I thought was bs from what photos we took, she said modern technology so he showed old and new and the change. So me being me I decide to step in
"Miss clarke" I say grabbing her attention she looks at me with narrowed eyes wondering what I am doing "I think your wrong" I say proudly "harry has some incredible ideas and think this is even better then mine" i say proudly harry frowned at me "harry and I have some... artistic differences but that doesnt discredit the fact he is one of the most creative people that completed this project including myself"
"Ivy" she tried to cut me off
"No, the fact you think it doesn't 'complete the brief doesnt mean it doesn't meet the brief in someone else's opinion" I defended feeling sort of proud of myself
"Your point is understood miss Montague" oh no, that when I know I am trouble "you can go back to your seats" harry stormed off sliding his bag onto his shoulder and stormed out the room before I even got to my seatI have a feeling I touch a nerve, i didnt grab anything and walked after him I lost him but guessed where he went, i was correct behind humanities lighting a cigarette
"Harry" I grab his attention
"What do you want" he hissed turned at my direction catching me a little off guard and startling me a little
"I dont need you to defend me, I can do it myself" he snapped again, I really touched a nerve
"I was only trying to help-"
"Well dont. I can do it my damn self" he basically shouted then became strangely calm "just go away" he dismissed, I dont know why that hurt so much but it was a slightly pain in my chest, I bit the inside of my cheek and walked away before he said anything elseI went back to class and gathered my things and walked out to my car noticing a couple people stood near it
"Sorry this is my car"
"Oh we know" Harry's friends "come on lads" one of them in joggers and a hoodie smaller then the other 3 After they walk away I quickly check around the car making sure they hadn't put anything anywhere before getting in and going home early. Rosemary was at work so I decided to do some baking to relive some stressMaybe I should apologise I doubt he is gonna be coming over tonight for his next assessment I guess I should start getting ready
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Hopeless
FanfictionProject partners between an emotionally detached boy and an over emotional girl who doesn't put up with anyone, doing and saying whatever she wants. Was it worth it in the end or is it all hopeless? (Originally written)September 2020 (Edited) Januar...