Cari's Pov

"He thought he was good enough for me, can you believe that?!" Madeline and Grace started laughing after Madeline had finished her stupid story of some junior asking her out. I could honestly care less. She probably secretly said yes to him, she always does.

I sat boredly, tapping my pencil on the wooden desk, wanting this boring class period to end. We had one left after this, and it was the only class I liked. Besides the fact I had people I hated with all my crooked, ice covered heart in it.

Ms. Duck, as I called her, her name is actually Ms. Dull, probably for a reason, sat at her desk, fixing papers as she talked on and on about some religious crap in Africa. I couldn't care less, I just wanted this torcher to be over. Damn, why do these classes have to be an hour and fourteen minutes long?

"Cari... Cari!" Ms. Duck screamed and I sat up straighter, stunned. "Did you not here the bell, five minutes ago?" She quizzed, fixing her glasses on her nose.

"F-Five minutes?" I stuttered up, quickly standing up and gathering the books in my arms. Thank God Ms. Duck doesn't have another class, otherwise I'd be embarrassed with my stuttering.

All Ms. Duck did was groan as I left the room, slipping her the finger right before I got out of the classroom. I quickly jogged down the hall, our passing period was only three minutes, so I was two minutes late. Which sucked. Last class was the only class I paid attention in, and was good at.

Good thing Mrs. Flora was chill and laid back. I sighed, gripping the silver knob in my hand and walking into the classroom, holding my head up high. "So you didn't go home early!" I heard that annoyingly thick and hush accent of the one and only Harry Styles as he sat in his desk, feet up on mine.

Yep, I have to sit in front of the idiot I hate the most in the world.

With a roll of my eyes, I strutted up to Mrs. Flora's desk and smiled slightly at her. With it being Thursday it was a free day, it was every other week. "I'm sorry I was late, I lost track of time in my last class and..."

Before I could continue, she interrupted me, shaking her head slightly. "It's fine Cari, you're an excellent student, I wouldn't even mind if it wasn't a free day," she smiled softly, getting back to grading papers.

I sighed in relief, slowly making my way toward my desk, ignoring Harry's presence completely except for shoving his feet roughly off my desk. "Oh Cari.." he said in my ear, leaning on his elbows on his desk.

"Leave her be," I heard the familiar silky tone of his brother Edward across the room say, making Harry slump back in his seat. Edward was the only Styles I got along with, since he was the only other one I knew. Despite his tattoos and such, he was nice, unless you pissed him off.

Plus he always made Harold leave me alone.

"Thank you," I mumbled under my breath, taking out my hair tie and letting my hair cascade down my back. Groaning as I felt Harry play with the tips of it. "Could you not touch my hair?!" I whispered harshly, turning around to swat his hands away.

He smiled slightly, leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed, "Does that bother you?"

"Yes," I replied dully. Raising both my eyebrows at him like it was obvious, because it was.

"Not sorry, it'll happen again," he replied smirking at me, making his left dimple pop.

"Harold," Edward warned, making Harry and I both turn our heads, me mouthing a 'thank you' to Edward as I turned back around in my seat. Damned Harry Styles.