Genny's POV
The bell signaling lunch rings and I slowly gather my things. My morning had not exactly been peachy. I have science and math with Louis though, he's really quite nice to me. I don't have any other morning classes with Harry or Niall but I do have math and English with some guys I saw them hanging around with.
I walk down the bustling hallway. This is the first time that I haven't fit in at a new school, its so strange. Usually everyone likes me right away. Usually I go to private school in America though so I guess the whole public school in London is throwing me off.
I walk into the cafeteria and scan the tables. I swear everyone here is either depressed or on drugs there's so much black.
"You can sit with us Barbie," a husky voice whispers into my ear. I jump at how close he was and push him away with a glare. "Just a suggestion Barbs," he says laughing.
"My name isn't Barbie," I say tensely. What's this guys issue?
He puts his hands up defensively. "Not my fault you look like one," he says and walks away before I can respond.
"That guys such an arse," a brass voice says. I turn to see Louis walking towards me. "Don't listen to him."
I smile graciously and Louis throws his arm around my shoulders, leading me to a table full of semi normal looking people. How did I not see them before?
"Everyone this is Genny, Genny this is everyone," Louis says with a flourish as we near the table. The occupants all say hello and start asking me questions about America.
"It's really not that great, I swear!" I say with a laugh.
"Well none of us have ever been to the states, what's it like?" A petite brunette asks eagerly.
"Well like on the west coast is California which is where movies and tv shows are made and a lot of celebrities live, the Midwest is just a lot of farming, the south is a lot of cowboys and rednecks, the southeast is Florida and Nashville, so like country music, and the north east is prep schools."
"Wow, and where are you from?" Louis asks with interest.
"Connecticut, its by New York," I explain. They all nod in understanding and then break off into their own little conversations.
Louis leans across the table, "So what do your parents do that moved you from Connecticut to London?"
"They work in technology," I mutter. Louis raises his eyebrows at my vague description but doesn't press the issue.
I feel a hand graze my back and stop at my shoulder. "Hello love, why don't you come sit with me instead," a husky voice whispers in my ear. I shiver involuntarily at his tone of voice and he chuckles deeply. I turn to see a dark haired guy with a five o clock shadow.
"I'm Zayn by the way," he says with a sexy smirk. Why do I recognize him...
"You're one of Harry's friends aren't you?" I say as the realization dawns on me.
A look of annoyance crosses his perfectly sculpted face. "I don't see how that matters."
I look at him warily. "I'm fine here thanks."
I turn to look at Louis who smiles at me kindly.
"That's alright, I'm sure I'll see you around," Zayn whispers closely, his breath tickling my neck.
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T PICK ME UP!" I shout through the phone, startling a group of freshman girls. School had just gotten out and Carlson called me to tell me that he can't pick me up.
"I'm sorry Miss," he says sincerely. "I have to go."
"IM I SUPPOSED TO JUST WALK THE STREETS OF LONDON THEN!" I scream but he had already hung up. I let out a groan and sling my back pack over my shoulder.
"I couldn't help but over hear.." A deep voice startles me. An attractive guy with short light brown/blonde hair says with a smile as he approaches me. "You know, considering you we're shouting. Do you need a ride?"
"I don't even know who you are," I say warily at the attractive stranger.
He laughs softly, "Liam Payne."
"Genevieve Gates," I say cautiously. He gives me a strange look.
"Does anyone call you GiGi?" He asks seriously.
"Not that I know of," I say with a furrowed brow.
"Good, because that's what I'm going to call you," he says with a sweet smile. "How has nobody called you that yet though I really don't understand."
I shrug, "most people just call me Genny."
"Ahh I see," Liam says. "Well lets get you home, shall we?" He holds out his muscular arm to take and I do so gently.
He leads me to dark blue car of some sort. I don't know a whole lot about cars... He walks over to the drivers side and gives me a strange look when I walk to the passenger side.
"Uh are you driving?" He asks me. After a beat he laughs as something dawns on him. "GiGi this is Europe, that's the drivers side." I mentally face palm and walk around the car to the actual passenger side.
"Why did you walk over here then?" I ask, genuinely curious.
He looks at me strangely as though the answer was obvious, "to open the door for you."
I blush at his chivalry but he doesn't notice as he walks around to the drivers side. Once he's settled he looks at me with a small smile. "Where too GiGi?"

Notes

Now she's had encounters with all of the guys yay! But alone in a car with Liam ooooooo.

on another note I'm sorry if my writing in any of my stories has been bad lately. I wasn't gonna tell you all but because of my lack of decent updates I figured you deserved an explanation. A good friend of mine died on Monday and its been really hard this week, I'm struggling to write because my mind keeps going other places. I might encorporate a character in honor of my friend, nick, into this or another one of my stories. I hope you don't mind. Also I know I'm supposed to update fighting for this tomorrow but that's when the funeral is so I don't know if I'll get a chance. Give me a break to process things and I will keep updating as regularly as I can. Xoxo