I was interrupted by someone carelessly walking by, almost hitting me in the face with a black and white Van's backpack.
"it's impolite to stare", he said when he was already a step behind the table I was sitting at, leaving me with an open mouth.
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Chapter seven --- welcome to another boring chapter! no joking there is actually sth happening here yay !
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Larry + soccer = the sun's surface ---
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Harry was fuming, and it was fun to watch. I just knew that he was going to end up in a group with me, so I didn't even try to find someone else. After all, it was much more ashaming for him if I were the last person available, so he had to work with me.
"So, what topic do you want to work on?", I asked him, in a false nice tone.
"As if you would care what I wanted to do", he spat out, but I smiled. I had decided to mock him through being extra nice and smiley, and to my delight it seemed to work. "Indeed, I don't. But please watch your language, yeah? I think Mrs. Hugh just made that clear. I know it is difficult for you, being a part of the 'lower part of the society'- "I didn't even know why I said that. It wasn't like I thought I was better than anyone else because I was royalty, but it was just the first best thing that came to my mind and I was having so much fun. Also, my mind sort of didn't work properly when I was near Harry – but let's just ignore that.
"I'm not! I'm just as good as you, who do you think you are to say this!", he protested. Now that I was so close sitting in front of him, I could exactly see the details of his face. His eyes were green, and his skin looked really soft. He was wearing a bandana around all his ugly curls, but that didn't really hold them in place. Had he ever been told that he looked like shit? Even though his eyes were indeed pretty, and his face too. Just his clothing and his curls and the way he talked and acted and even the way he walked- I could go on forever.
"Alright, let's use this subject for the presentation, then. Equality in our society.", I proposed.
He didn't agree, just kept looking at me with a death glare that looked rather cute than actually dangerous, or whatever he was trying to look like. Wait, he wasn't cute. More like... ridiculous.
Since he didn't say anything, I said: "I'll take that for a yes then" and raised my hand to show the teacher that we were done. I had exactly precepted the weird looks Harry had given me when I flirted with Mrs. Hugh, but that was worth it. Let's just hope that she didn't think too much of it.
"Mr. Smith, Mr. Styles! I see you get along? What topic have you chosen?", Mrs. Hugh asked, a list in her left and a pencil in her right hand.
"We- ", I started, but Harry was faster.
"We'd like to talk about equality in the society.", he told her, and she wrote it down, bending down to be able to write on my table. I could see right into her V-neckline and turned away quickly. I wondered if she did this on purpose, because if yes, that was pretty disgusting. Like, I knew I was fit, but I didn't need middle-aged women trying to seduce me. Maybe I had gone too far earlier? If she only knew who I was... she would most likely die on spot from embarrassment.
