Last First Kiss-a One Direction love story [ON HOLD...FOREVER!!!]

Chapter 1 "The First Day"

 Harry's Pov
It was the start of school, high school. This year I am a sophmore, but my only friends are upperclassmen. Louie is a senior and Niall, Liam and Zayn are juniors. Basically I have nobody in my sophmore classes that I can talk to. Everybody knows that I am 1/5 th of One Direction, but again nobody talks to me. One of the classes that I actually have with them is Musical Theatre, and we only take it (not JUST because of the girls) because last year Louie took it and it boosted his confidence so we all said,"Hey, why not us?".
Mrs. Alves started to take roll,"Miss Karma Adaline?" "Here." And started the usual mundane routine of roll call. All of a sudden, a girl rushes into the class. She was about 5'4", had waist-lenght wavy chocolate-brown hair with a rebeliious pink streak in it, and was wearing a Coldplay t-shirt on. She has good taste in music, I could tell. Mrs. Alves looks up at her and says,"Tardy, and on the first day."
"I'm so sorry," the girl said with an American accent," I kinda got lost. I just moved to London..."
"And your name is?"
"Jenna." Mrs. Alves looks at her roll sheet.
"I don't see a 'Jenna'. But, I see a Miss Jenevieve Amalee Scott on here."
The girl blushed,"Well that's me. But I prefer to be called Jenna..."
Mrs. Alvessaid,"But I am afraid I only know you a Miss Jenevieve Scott." Then she addressed to the rest of us,"People who were late last year had to do an impromptu preformance of either singing, acting or dancing. This year will have the same consequences." She turned to Jenna,"5 minutes to prepare." Jenna walked to an empty seat next to me. As she got closer I could see that she had bright blue eyes, dimples, and a light spray of freckles dancing on the bridge of her nose.
I leaned over to her and said,"Jenevieve is a pretty name for a pretty girl."
Jenna blushed,"Aww...thanks. What's your's."
Mrs. Alves continued with her roll call,"Mr. Harold Edward Styles?"
I said,"Present."
Jenna whispered to me,"Your name is almost as bad as mine, Mr. Harold. But I must admit that I really like your last name."
"Call me Harry, everyone does."
Mrs. Alves finished her roll call and called to Jenna,"Are you ready Miss Jenevive?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." Jenna muttered under her breath. She walked down the aisle and asked,"Do you have an acoustic guitar I might borrow?" Mrs. Alves pointed towards the corner where one lay. Jenna picked it up and checked if it was in tune. Then she strummed a few chords and started to play and sing.
"I saw a boy born to life, He was warm, he came around, and he was dignified.
He showed me what it was what to cry.
You couldn't be that boy I adore, Don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for, And I don't know you anymore...
There's nothing left, I used to cry, my inspiration has run dry, and that's what going on.
Nothings fine I'm torn. I'm all out of faith. This is how I feel, I'm torn and I'm ashamed, lying broken on the floor.
Illusions never change, This is how I feel. I'm wide awake and I could see that perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late. And I'm already torn. Ohhh, torn."
The whole class was spellbound by the enchanting melody of her voice. Even Mrs. Alves looked a bit shocked. Niall whispered to me,"When I had to do that, I really screwed up. She was wonderful."
Liam said to the 4 of us,"I think I know who our female singer will be..."