Still the One

Harry's POV:

"...And here will be sitting Charlotte Stanley and Harry styles." I heard Mr Jones say, great just what I need! Me, Kyle and James were going to plan a party at Kyles this lesson, just great. I'd never even spoken to Charlotte before. I don't even know anything about her apart from her name is Charlotte Stanley, she has like 1 friend called Sophie, and that Charlotte also has deep brown eyes. I've been in the same year as her since year 7, and it's already year 11 yet that's all I know about her. Wow. Oh well, she's just a nerd I thought to myself. Although I was kinda glad to get away from all the stupid tarts who practically stalk me, but I wasn't exactly happy about sitting next to a nerd. I took my books out of my bag and sat down, dreading the hour ahead.

"The Tudor monarch Eliz...." Mr Jones screeched on, I couldn't sit for an entire hour just listening to him talk about The Tudors. I remembered that I put my song book in my bag, great a perfect quiet environment with no distractions. At least now I'd be able to finish off the song 'Little things' I began writing a couple nights ago. I got my bag and began scavenging around for my pencil case, but it's not in there. Oh yeah, I was using it last night to attempt to draw a figure, as I've now decided to take art as I want to improve my art skills. I couldn't just sit and listen to Mr Jones go on for the next hour, and all of my friends were either taking different classes or were too far way for me to talk to them, so I decided to ask Charlotte.

"Hey, nerd, do you have a pen I can borrow?" I asked her as I took her pencil case of her desk and began rummaging through it. Within a matter of seconds she took it off me.

"Sure." she said handing me a black fountain pen. As she handed me then pen I studied her face for the first time, well ever I think. I'd never noticed the freckles on her cheeks, her long eyelashes that looked completely natural, unlike all the other tarts in the class. I quickly turned my head to my song book after I realised I must've been staring directly at her for about 7 seconds. I began trying to finish the song I'd started, but I kept going wrong. My head just wasn't in the right place at the moment, no thoughts of emotion were coming into my head. I just couldn't get my head into the mode it needed to be in. I was sat burying my head in thoughts of different song lyrics when I heard Mr. Jones make an announcement loudly.

"Right class! Over the next few weeks, you will be working on an assignment about The Tudors, and no you won't be able to choose your partners; it'll be whoever you're sat next to." He said blankly. Great,more distractions. I decided, after his announcement, that I couldn't carry on attempting to write songs, so I just put my song book away.

"You can do it all, and I'll just sign my name." I said throwing the pen back towards her desk.

"Erm... No," she said sternly. "We're both doing this - your not getting out of it Harry." she said looking at me directly.

"I've got more important things to do than you." I replied turning my back to her. I could tell I was annoying her, but after the 5 minute discussion I didn't get out of the assignment, sadly. So now I've got to spend my evenings writing about the Tudors with a nerd. Fabulous. Everyone else in the class had left, there was only me, Kyle, James and the tarts who constantly follow me left.

"Right, well time to go die in English guys!" James said beginning to walk out the classroom.

"Yeah c'mon, Harry I'll walk with you" I heard one of the tarts, Becky, shout from behind me.

"I'm taking Art now instead." I said taking my bag off my desk. There faces all dropped as I said that, I didn't expect such a big reaction from that.

"Why are you taking art Hazza?" Becky asked me walking towards me, her face caked in make-up.

"Yeah! Harry if you'd said, me and Becky could've started it too!" Another one said from behind Kyle. They really thought I was gonna tell them, I mean I'm taking this class to get away from them, not to spend more time with them!

"Yeah, well sorry, I have to go." I said walking out of the classroom. I actually felt nervous walking to art, having never been up there before.

"Styles, next to Charlotte Stanley" He said pointing to the empty seat next to Charlotte. I saw her jaw drop as I entered, I don't think she was expecting me to show up, and get sat next to her, although I was actually kind of happy I got put next to her. Wait! What am I saying she's just a nerd...

Notes

Not quite as long, but here you go xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx