Something Great

Delilah's pov

"Okay, bye mom, love you." I wave goodbye as I hop in my car.
"Bye, sweetie" she closes the door, pinning up her hair before she goes to work.

I let out a sigh before starting my car.
The engine comes alive and in a few minutes, I am standing in front of my new school.

School #4 this year.
It should be easy.

"Hello?" I am ignored by a thin haired, red headed woman, in mid 50's, "Excuse me?"
She rolls her eyes and looks to me, "Yes?"
"I just need my schedule. I'm Delilah Greyson." I give her a fake smile and narrow my eyes.
Who knew there were bitches over 40? I always thought the limit was 20.

She types on her computer and prints out two copies.
"This is your schedule, these are forms, sign here and here."

I sign and a girl with bright red hair comes, smiling like a idiot. Her dimples are uneven, and eyes are almost too big to seem real.
"Hi! I'm you guide!" she beams.
Great, a welcoming committee. (Sarcasm, ladies and gentlemen.)

"Hey, thanks, but I'm fine. I think I can find my way around." I walk past her.
"Wait!" She runs up to me, "I'm Minnie Holeman" She holds out her hand.
"Are you serious?" I stare at her hand, not accepting it, "Your parents named you Minnie?"
She looks at the ground, "Yeah..."
I huff and roll my eyes, walking to my assigned locker.

I hear a faint stomp, it gets louder, "Listen, I am just doing this to get out of fucking three detentions." she moves hair from her face, "So, how about we just smile, act nice and this shit will be over before you know it."
Wow, didn't think the little chick could cuss.

I smile, "I like you, kid."
She smiles, "Good, now, Delilah, let's get to Math."
She walks me down the hall.

We don't really listen to the teachers lectures, just talk the whole time, our next class is now Writing, which is good because I love writing, at my last school we had a writing contest. I came in second, there was this one really smart kid who won....well, the prep he gave the paper to won.

We walk into Writing and She sits us in the back corner, next to the window.

"Hey!" two boys walk up to us.
The blonde one sits his books at the desk sitting in front of me and the curly haired boy sits in front of Minnie.

"Who's the new chick?" the blonde asks.
"Oh, this is Delilah. Delilah, these are my best friends, Niall and Harry. The other three are seniors, but you'll see them in lunch. Which.." she looks at the clock, "is in-"
"One hour and forty-three minutes." Niall announces, cutting off Minnie.
She hits his chest, "Dork..."

She smiles and bits her lip.
I am just sitting and staring at the three, talking, laughing.
I start twisting my sleeve's, a nervous habit I've picked up around people.

I do finally start to talk to the boys and find out a lot. Niall is from Ireland and Harry is originally from Cheshire, but they both moved here for the better education.

And I've heard a lot about the other boys, Zayn, Liam, and Louis.
Apparently, I have my last class with Zayn and Louis' girlfriends, Perrie and Eleanor, or so Minnie told me after stealing my schedule.

"Come on! It's lunch time!!!" Niall shouts, Harry and him do a small dance to two large doors marked, LUNCH ROOM.

I sigh.
This is the room were cliches are formed, drama has happened, secrets spilled, and embarrassment happens to the unlucky few.

"There they are!" Minnie screeches after we fill our trays with pizza, chips, a cookie, apples, and a bottle of water.
She clutches my arm and rushes me to a table with now the five boys.

"This is Delilah, Delilah those are the most amazing boys!" she laughs, "That's Zayn, That's Liam, and there is Lou!"
"Hey..." I awkwardly shift, sitting in the seat next to Minnie, across from Liam.

I take a big bite of my pizza, when I notice my cookie is being stolen!
"Hey!" I say with a full mouth.
Louis is laughing, "Mine now!"
"Give it!"
He shakes his head, "nope."
"Yes!"
I try to grab my cookie when he licks it.

I drop my mouth in a dramatic fashion.
"Dude!"
he laughs more, a chorus of the other boys laughter joins in.
"Mine-"
I grab it and bite off a huge chunk, leaving a small crumb.

I smile and he turns to Minnie with a fake, serious face, "I like this girl."
He turns back to me and smiles, pointing a finger, "next time......next time..."

Notes

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