Catalina P.O.V

*HONK, HONK*

I walked vastly over to the window “I’m coming hold on” I walked over to grab my backpack from the floor and took one last glance in my full body mirror. I turned to the left, then to the right checking out my body from head to toe. I leaned in to remove the smudged eye liner underneath my eyes, then ruffled out my shirt and walked downstairs.

“Catalina, come eat your food before you go” I walked into the kitchen with annoyed expression on my face and leaned down to kiss my mom on her forehead “I can’t mom I have to go or I’m going to be late”
She sighed while taking what she can get “Okay mija but I want you home right after school okay?”

I walked towards the door retrieving my jacket “okay ma”
I walked out the door. I looked up at the sun, it seems like summer went by so fast. I walked over to Taylor’s car, she had this ‘why don’t you hurry’ expression on her face. I and Taylor have been friends since preschool, ever since she let me borrow her crayons in Mrs. Button’s class. She’s been there through my melt downs, my break ups, and my ugly day’s and I was there for her too.

“Hey Tay”
“Don’t Hey me; thanks to you I missed the guy’s morning soccer practice”
I climbed easily into the car, while adjusting my backpack next to my leg on the floor. “Sorry………… I guess it’s not like there’s tomorrow huh?” I nudged her in the side. She rolled her eyes and adjusted the stick shift to drive.

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We drove into the parking lot. “Well look at this here, were back at waterfall high with the jocks, the Goths and the nerds that only look at porn for their satisfaction, because they can’t get the real deal. Taylor said. I laughed; Taylor always had this since of humor that only I and she got. Taylor was prettier than she put herself out to be, she used to have acne until she visited the dermatologist and she slid into a size C over summer.

She had blonde hair that was heavenly in the sunlight. Then there’s me! I wore a size B and my hair was always frizzy from the humidity in the air, my lips get chapped if I lick them too much and my hair was a boring color ‘brown’. And my eye’s oh my eye’s they were hazel, but Taylor’s were blue. So all the guys fell heavenly down to her feet, but she’s a tough catch.
“C’mon Taylor you know your secretly in love with the jocks. Don’t act like you’re not”
We both redrew ourselves out the car, slamming the door.
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Harry’s P.O.V
“Here’s your classes, there all with her” we both draw our eye’s over to Catalina “Why did they send me? They could have sent Caleb or even Marcel?”

I turn to look at him for a smart come back “Listen, your father wanted you to do this job, to see if your even worthy of going on a mission with the others. Think of it as your proving yourself. You do well and succeed then yeah your next mission will be with them but not? Then you’re going to stay down here longer”

“This is torture! Such bullshit!”

“Aye watch your mouth boy, now anyways their getting ready to walk. You need to catch her eye, do something that will draw her attention towards you understood?” I turn to look at him, studying his face.

Bobby Zulus

Bobby was my mentor, he has been for six years now. I’ve always looked up to him since my dad was mostly away.
I was mostly sent here for a mission, to kill Catalina.
But I hate that I’m the one who has to do it. “Yeah understood”

“Okay go get’em tiger” I unlatched the visor checking myself out in the mirror “I feel so strange in these clothes” I tugged on the collar and pulled down the shirt Bobby patted me on the shoulder “You look fine kid” he shook my shoulders. I never found myself the attractive type, yeah I get compliments about my eyes, my smile and how handsome I am. But it’s way different how I see myself from how other people see me.

I climbed out the car closing the door, I bend till I’m eye level with Bobby “Aye kid you forgot your backpack” I grabbed it graciously “So I’ll see you at home?”
“Yeah, you bet after I hit up some of these strip clubs….I hear there thrilling. I love thrillers”
I gently laughed while slapping the hood of the car “Kay Bobby”

I tugged on my shirt one more time and ran my hands through my hair before walking towards the door. Midway to the door, all the girls were looking at me like I’m a shiny new toy that they wanted to play with. I turned back to see if Catalina was looking but she was too busy talking to some girl.

I made my way into the school and headed towards the office just as the bell was ringing. I stood there waiting for the lady to get off the phone, I could tell she had a lot of patience; I examined her in the spare time. She had brittle grey hair that was pinned up with a purple clip, her nails were clear but really long. She had cat hair rained all over her and her skin was starting to sag Oh! And she was married.

She hung up the phone graciously “What you need help with?” wow she was very straight forward “Um, may I please have my schedule?”
“Sure hone what’s your name?” she got up and headed over to the filing cabinet. I assume that’s what they call it here. “Um Harry Styles”

She returned back with a tan folder, and adjusted herself back in the seat “Uh……here you go” I took it “Thank you miss….” “Miss stone”
“Ah” I raised my eyebrow “Ah Miss stone” I turned slowly out the door and headed for Chemistry
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Catalina’s P.O.V
I sat there tapping my pencil to the beat of the second hand on the clock. My first period was Chemistry, which was so boring. Deep down my mind tells me to ‘pay attention, this is for college’ but my body just keep saying ‘just rest, it’s your sophomore year you have more to go’I look over at Taylor she was already fast asleep, before I could shake her the teacher came over “Mrs. Donavon how many times do I have to tell you not to sleep in my class?” her head whips up “Technically I wasn’t sleeping I was just laying my head down” she sat up acting like she wasn’t sleepy.

“Ha, Mrs. Donavon move to the back”
“Why?”
“Because kids who sit in the front don’t sleep”
“No, I won’t do it again”

“You already done, it 6 times” I look over at her trying to hide my smile she grabbed her things while rolling her eyes. I turn to focus my attention back to the front, until I saw this tall figure standing in the door frame. My mouth flew open as I stared at him, studying the way he stood.

He had his hands in his two front pockets; his hair was brown in the light. He was wearing a black jacket, with black skinny jeans to match. Some white converse, a white v-line shirt that hugged mighty fine to his stomach to barely show his abs. And his eyes were green.

When I finally closed my mouth I glared up at his eyes. He was staring directly at me clenching his jaw. I turn to look at the teacher oh shit, that’s awkward i looked down at my hands, so I could pretend I wasn’t token back by his strong phasic and beautiful face.

The teacher turned around, just in time to notice him “Ah class” he made his way over to the boy, graciously leading him towards the front of the class “This is Harry Styles. Our new student.” I looked around at everybody’s expression half the girls were fondling their hair, trying to act all girly. Somewhere whispering to their friends a private joke, but some other girls just paid attention to the guys playing basketball outside.
And then there’s……me!

I just sat there, fondling my pencil in my hands’ making sure not to make any sudden contact.
I could feel the teacher scoping out a spot for Harry to sit “Ah, here we go” I felt the teachers shadow come upon my desk “Mrs. Gomez?”

I looked up, making sure not to peek over at Harry. “This is your new lab partner”
I still didn’t look over at him; I just focused my eyes back on the school work. I felt a hush of air come by me as he made his way over to the seat next to me.

Notes

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