New Life, New Love

The bell rung to my relief.

Throughout my first class period, I was incredibly uncomfortable. Out of the corner of my eye, I could sense Harry's eyes trained on me.
He didn't pay attention to anything the teacher said. The only thing he studied was me.

I quickly got up and made my way to the door, I could feel Harry's presence behind me, following me to the water fountain.

As I bent down to get a drink of water, I was hit by an intoxicating smell of musk and mint. A shadow formed over me.

That's it.

I whipped around and looked dead into a pair of green eyes.

"Are you following me or something? Cause you're being a little creepy."
He raised an eyebrow at me, a little smirk played on his lips.
"Don't flatter yourself, American. I'm thirsty." I gasped as he effortlessly pushed me aside, bending down for a drink. He turned on his heels and walked away.

That pissed me off. I may have let people walk all over me back in Oregon, but I sure wasn't gonna let people do that here.
I rolled my eyes as I pulled out the school map and made my way to my next class, Chemistry.

I slumped into an empty seat in the second to last row of the room, next to a girl with fierce red hair.
She turned to me and smiled, "You must be the new girl. I'm Melody. You're Bella, right?"
How'd she know my name?
"Uh yeah, but most people just call me Belle."
"I like it." She grinned.
"Where are you from? Obviously not from England." She let out a little laugh.
"Oregon State."
"Oh cool! How are you liking here so far?"
"It's alright. I just got here so I'm still trying to get a feel for things."
"Meet anyone interesting?"
"Actually..."
We were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. We looked up to see our chemistry teacher. He looked over at me and huffed.

Wow. How kind of you to introduce yourself Mr. Teacher.

Melody looked at me and started laughing.
"Crap. Did I say that out loud?" I whispered to her.
"Yeah!" She finished laughing. "I like you. You're funny. By the way, that's Mr. Dave."
"Thanks." I said. I was really starting to like her too. she seemed easy going, confident. Maybe she could be a new friend?

I heard shuffling as a few people sat down behind me. I didn't bother turning around.
Mr. Dave began his lesson before he started explaining to us that we would be working on group projects, four in a group.
He started calling off names.
"Melody and the new girl...what's your name?"
"Belle."
"Ok. Melody and Belle you will be in a group with...."
I looked over at Melody, she gave me a full on smile.
"Niall and Zayn."
Her smile fell.
Someone kicked the back of my seat.
"Hey!" I sneered.
I turned to see a pair of blue eyes gleaming down at me.
"Looks like we'll be together, love."
I realized it was that blonde boy Harry was with before.
I heard Melody groan and the kid by the blonde one started laughing.
The blonde one looked at me and held out his tattooed arm. "I'm Niall by the way." As I wearily shook his hand, I could literally feel Melody rolling her eyes.
"I'm Zayn." said his friend. I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. He had so many tattoos and piercings, even more than Niall.
I shuddered at the thought of having to spend time with these two boys. They looked like nothing but trouble.
"Where you from, love?" Niall asked, his accent sounded strange, a little different from everyone else.
"Um, Oregon state."
"Whore again state?!" He busted out laughing.
"No, I said Ore-"
Melody grabbed my arm, pulling my attention to the front.
"Don't talk to them. You should try not to be associated with them." She said intently. Her green eyes no longer held their cheery light. She was serious.
I nodded as I tried to zone in on Mr. Dave's explanation of the projects. Apparently, we would have to find time outside of school to work on these.

Great. Just great.


The bell finally rung and I made my way to my next class. Apparently, Melody had the same class. So we talked on the way there, joking around and stuff.
But I switched the conversation.
"What's the deal with those Niall and Zayn guys?"
She tensed at their names.
"Look, you need to avoid them at all costs. They're scary....I've heard things. It's almost like they are part of a gang."
"What?"
"Well, that's the rumor. They get into fights, always partying, always in trouble. In year ten they all got held back because they were too busy fighting and having sex to show up to class. The amount of girls they sleep with is countless. Especially, their one friend, Harry. He's the worst of them all. Most girls love him, they fear him, but love him. Most guys hate his guts and fear him. He's strong. Really strong. Stay away, ok?"
I nodded as we entered our classroom.

Finally, that class finished and it was time for lunch.
Melody and I walked to the lunch room and sat down at an empty table.
"You save our seats and I'll get us some food, okay?"
I nodded. It was a little awkward just sitting at a table by myself doing nothing, so I scanned the room for familiar faces.

I saw Grace sitting with a group of girls, she was using huge gestures as she was telling them something. They all started laughing. That's Grace. Always the life of the party.
I continued looking around when I spotted Jon, sitting with three other guys. Jon was a little more reserved but he was still pretty cool. They seemed to be carrying on a decent conversation.

All of a sudden the room got a little quiet, only whispers could be heard all around.
I looked around and studied everyone's faces. Most girls were blushing, starting to fix their hair. Some guys looked afraid, some looked seriously angry. Everyone's eyes seemed to be following something behind me.
What the heck was going on?

"Boo!" Someone harshly whispered into my ear.
"AAH!!" I jumped out of my seat and turned around. Their was a roar of laughter that joined in with Harry's laughing.
As he stopped, the laughing died down. I could feel everyone still watching. He had a group of friends standing around him, Niall and Zayn included. I noticed Niall and Zayn were the most punked out ones.
Harry smirked down at me.
"Sorry, love. Didn't mean to frighten you....that much." His right eye dropped into a wink.
He was speaking loudly, like he wanted everyone to hear, so I played along.
I crossed my arms and gritted my teeth.
"What do you want, Curly?"
Harry's eyes narrowed into mine. I heard a few gasps.
Someone whispered, "What is she thinking?" I heard another say, "Is she trying to get killed?"

Killed?

"You." He looked at me as if he was expecting me to start jumping around and clapping with excitement.
It took me a moment to realize what he was saying. He wanted me.
I threw my head back and laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" His smug face became confused. But before I could answer, he kept going.
"You can come with me to the party on friday night."
Who does this guy think he is?
I can come to the party with him? As if I won some prize? What happened to being a gentleman and asking the girl politely?
"Um, no, thank you. I have better things to do than to go with you to a party."
The room went dead silent. I instantly regretted what I said. I mentally slapped myself realizing that I could be putting myself into being bullied again.
"Excuse me?" Harry stepped forward. His jaw was tense and he did not look happy.
"I said....I don't want to go with you." I stepped forward too, our chests grazed a little.
"Who do you think you are?" I heard Niall let out a nervous cough, trying to hide his laughter. Zayn nudged him in the side.

"I think I'm Belle Wo-."
"Belle." Harry's neck snapped into the direction the voice was coming from.
I felt my brother tug on my arm. Harry looked furiously at him.
"I think it's time I introduce you to some people I met. Come on." My brother stated awkwardly, people were still staring, several mouths agape, as he pulled me to the table he was previously at.
I forgot my brother and sister were in the room watching the whole ordeal. I felt my cheeks get warm from embarrassment.

I looked back and saw an angry looking Harry mumble something to one of his friends. He noticed people still watching.
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!" He roared, throwing his hands into the air. Everyone turned back to their food or their friends, trying to make conversation.
He stormed out of the room, a few of his friends following behind.

Did I make him angry?


Oops.

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