The kid kept poking me I was getting pretty mad. I tried to ignore it but I couldn't any longer. "What?" "Hi." "Really? That is what you wanted to say?" "Yeah I am a new kid I would like to have a conversation with someone today." "Well don't poke them so they get all mad!" "Sorry"he looked at the ground. "Well I am Anna Johnson." "Harry. Harry Styles" "Imma call you Styles."