Harry POV



I stared at thewhite sheet on the cork board in the locker room. I scanned for name on thelist. It seems like for the past year, I’ve been too used to seeing my nameeverywhere. For the first time, I wanted this for myself. At the bottom of thelist I saw my name printed in black, bold letters. Harry Styles. I pulled outmy phone out of my bag when I got back to the wooden bench and texted the oneand only, Cinderella, whoever she really was.









Me: So…. Guess what just happened to me?







Cinderella: no what?







Me: I’m a sexy jock now! You have to tell me who you are.









Cinderella: Congrats but I didn’t even tell you who I was when you werea sexy popstar.







Me: touché :P.







Alex POV







It felt nicehaving a person who didn’t reject me because of Shay and Alexis. Well, thisperson doesn’t exactly know who I am, but it still feels good. I felt the phonebuzz again against the side of my pocket.







Charming: touché :P.







I decided I wouldtext him back, leave him wanting more. I deleted all of his text from my phoneand put my phone on airplane mode so that Mary wouldn’t be able to scratch upanything on me. I quickly made it back home. The metro was quicker than Londonstreets and I made inside before Mary and my evil step sisters. I put the bagof chicken and rice, curry, and naan in platters and quickly set the table up.









“I cant believeHarry Styles is going to our school,” I heard Shay squeal.







“Ya, I am sohappy. AND HE’S SHIRTLESS ON THE SWIMTEAM,” Alexis squealed.







I rolled my eyesas I plopped the last bit of utensils on the table. They dropped their bagsmessily on the floor and made their way to the dinner table.







“What are lookingat? Don’t you have some loo to go clean?”







I left the roomquickly and let them continue squealing about Harry Styles (teenage heartthrob, right?). I made my way to my room and pulled out some of my books for homework. Ibegan to get into my work mode when I felt my phone buzz and rumble against mywooden side table. I pulled myself up and grabbed the little machine off thetable.







Charming: I don’t think we need the letters anymore.









Me: Nah! I think modern technology can take care of that.







Charming: So wat up?







Me: Homework… u?







Charming: watching Harry Potter.









Me: Luv HP. Where r u?









Charming: Goblet of Fire.







Me: HW?







Charming: The chosen doesn’t have to do hw?







Me: Ur the chosen one? We’re saved….. jk







Charming: Cute. Ur so much fun to talk to.







I felt myselfblush a little as I looked down at the screen. The fact that I could even talkto Harry made me feel a little special and I felt my heart doing little flipsas each text arrived. Sometimes I wish I could tell him it was me? But would hewant to be with me? Nope… who would want to be with me?

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I walked into thefamiliar maths class. Mr. Green was holding our papers from the class before. I quickly made it to myseat next to Harry. I sat down and tried to look away from Harry’s perfectchocolate brown locks and emerald green eyes. Instead, I looked directly at thelanky and awkward Mr. Green.









“I’ve graded yourpapers from yesterday and I’m not very happy. Harry, please come and talk to meafter class. Alex, you must come as well. “







Mr. Green got upand began passing out our assignments. I felt myself tense as he began topass the papers around. Harry looked like he was ready to blow. We both got our papers back and flipped thepages over simultaneously. I got a 100?! I looked over at Harry’s paper and hegot a big, fat goose egg on his.







The class went byquick. A quick lesson on derivatives and a how was your summer talk ended theclass promptly as the bell rang. Harry and I looked at each other and walked upto Mr. Green’s desk at the front of the room.







“Yes, I had totalk to the two of you,” he said, “Harry,based on your complete lack of understanding on that diagnostic, Alexandra herewill be your tutor for the year or until you will be able to catch up.”









We both nodded athim and walked out of the room.







“So, when shouldwe meet?” he questioned breaking the silence between the two of us.









“Um, maybe after5. We can do maybe an hour a day. I don’t really have to leave until 6. So 5-6should work.”







“Okay, that’s coolwith me.”









He turned aroundonce again and I could see him pull out his phone. I suddenly felt a buzzagainst my hip where my phone had been resting for the day. I pulled it out ofthe sweater and saw that I had two messages.







Katie: Your dress is ready for the Homecoming Masquerade Ball. Eep!Your gunna loving amazin!







Me: K! Come by my place later. Please sneak in!







Katie: No probs bro.







I flipped throughmy phone once again and found that Harry had sent me a message too.







Harry: I fail so bad that I need a tutor.







Me: Not so bad. At least you have hope. See the light :)







Harry: Cute :)







Me: Now get to class or u have no hope







Harry: I thought I saw the light.







I laughed to myself as I wandered on to my next class putting my phone in my pocket once again.