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Prologue
Lana's POV.
"Lana!" I turned myself around to see the school vice principal rushing down the hall way. She gently placed her hand on my forearm and looked at me sweetly. "Yes Ms. Crane?" I asked her reassembling the few heavy books in my arms so it wouldn't fall and crush her small feet.
"You're doing well in your classes." she commented smiling at me. I nodded looking around the hall. People, well only a few, were staring at us but who wouldn't? An average student is being accompanied by the vice principal. Especially me. The school board usually never even bothers with me.
"Thank you." I muttered. I intended it to be at least a little louder with my acceptance for her compliment but I felt nervous in my stomach at the people looking.
"I hear you've been struggling with math, am I right?" she asked earning a stiff nod from me. I hated talking about my struggles, and math was definitely one of them. Doing extremely well in school, all areas also, but math. From Mrs. Crane's facial expressions, I knew exactly where this was heading and I felt very uncomfortable realizing what I needed in order to pass the curriculum. She seemed very sad for me when it wasn't needed, it wasn't like I hated being around people anyways.
"I've assigned a tutor for you to help with homework and give you prep teaches. His name I believe is Harry Styles." the name rolling off her tongue seemed so devious. Harry Styles, the typical high school boy, kind of. He was popular because he was social and friendly with nearly the entire school population and a math whiz. Give him a problem and he would answer it before you had the chance to even think about anything else. Seems unreal, but come on, Harry could do it. "Any problems?" she added hoping I would have none.
"No." I answered simply and she smiled at me once more. Her hand let go of my forearm and she placed it back at her side. I didn't let her have the chance of saying a bidding good bye to me because I started going down to class, math class. You can guess who was in my math class also, the surprising Harry Styles. I was one of the people who arrived there early and took a seat up front so I wouldn't be so distracted if anything happened. I settled my things down and heard the rumbling footsteps of my other classmates coming in a few moments later. Harry came in with his friends; Louis and Niall. They laughed very loudly coming in, Niall the most. I shook my head, boys.
-
I took my seat in the lunch room. My best friend, Ashton, walked in instantly when I wondered where he was. He shot me a friendly smile and sat down.
"How's your day?" he asked me fiddling with his thumbs.
"It was good, but I'm going to be busy a little bit after school now." I grimly told him.
"Why?" he asked me; concerned.
"The stupid vice principal gave me a tutor to teach me and help me do homework. Like, now they finally pay attention to me to give me what? A tutor to take up more of my time? They did." I rambled on to Ashton. Ashton rolled his eyes and gently punched my side.
"It isn't that bad! I mean, it's not like you're supposed to learn from a criminal or something." he said, unaffected by my sense of annoyance.
"Harry Styles is close." I told him and he chuckled.
"You got Harry as your tutor?! This just got interesting!" he spoke up. I shot him a glare and he calmed down a little bit. "What's so bad about him?" he asked.
"Harry is just Harry." I said earning another eye roll from Ashton. Ashton stood up reaching in his pocket pulling out some money for lunch.
"I'll be back soon." he told me poking my cheek and walking away laughing. I looked at him annoyingly but couldn't help but have the huge grin spread across my face. I wasn't hungry.
"I don't have time to do that!" I heard a deep voice boom in the lunch room earning a quiet response. I turned my head to where the noise came from and here was Harry talking to Mrs. Crane.
"She needs it." Mrs. Crane started reasoning with him. Harry shook his head infuriated.
"So what?" he scoffed walking out of the lunch room where Louis was already hurrying out of the lunch room to go and calm down Harry. So much for his title being, 'nice'.
Ashton came back with his food and gave me some Sprite from a soda can. I opened it up and started taking sips from it, the fizz calming down my stomach that was crowded in nervousness.
"Lana!" I turned myself around to see the school vice principal rushing down the hall way. She gently placed her hand on my forearm and looked at me sweetly. "Yes Ms. Crane?" I asked her reassembling the few heavy books in my arms so it wouldn't fall and crush her small feet.
"You're doing well in your classes." she commented smiling at me. I nodded looking around the hall. People, well only a few, were staring at us but who wouldn't? An average student is being accompanied by the vice principal. Especially me. The school board usually never even bothers with me.
"Thank you." I muttered. I intended it to be at least a little louder with my acceptance for her compliment but I felt nervous in my stomach at the people looking.
"I hear you've been struggling with math, am I right?" she asked earning a stiff nod from me. I hated talking about my struggles, and math was definitely one of them. Doing extremely well in school, all areas also, but math. From Mrs. Crane's facial expressions, I knew exactly where this was heading and I felt very uncomfortable realizing what I needed in order to pass the curriculum. She seemed very sad for me when it wasn't needed, it wasn't like I hated being around people anyways.
"I've assigned a tutor for you to help with homework and give you prep teaches. His name I believe is Harry Styles." the name rolling off her tongue seemed so devious. Harry Styles, the typical high school boy, kind of. He was popular because he was social and friendly with nearly the entire school population and a math whiz. Give him a problem and he would answer it before you had the chance to even think about anything else. Seems unreal, but come on, Harry could do it. "Any problems?" she added hoping I would have none.
"No." I answered simply and she smiled at me once more. Her hand let go of my forearm and she placed it back at her side. I didn't let her have the chance of saying a bidding good bye to me because I started going down to class, math class. You can guess who was in my math class also, the surprising Harry Styles. I was one of the people who arrived there early and took a seat up front so I wouldn't be so distracted if anything happened. I settled my things down and heard the rumbling footsteps of my other classmates coming in a few moments later. Harry came in with his friends; Louis and Niall. They laughed very loudly coming in, Niall the most. I shook my head, boys.
-
I took my seat in the lunch room. My best friend, Ashton, walked in instantly when I wondered where he was. He shot me a friendly smile and sat down.
"How's your day?" he asked me fiddling with his thumbs.
"It was good, but I'm going to be busy a little bit after school now." I grimly told him.
"Why?" he asked me; concerned.
"The stupid vice principal gave me a tutor to teach me and help me do homework. Like, now they finally pay attention to me to give me what? A tutor to take up more of my time? They did." I rambled on to Ashton. Ashton rolled his eyes and gently punched my side.
"It isn't that bad! I mean, it's not like you're supposed to learn from a criminal or something." he said, unaffected by my sense of annoyance.
"Harry Styles is close." I told him and he chuckled.
"You got Harry as your tutor?! This just got interesting!" he spoke up. I shot him a glare and he calmed down a little bit. "What's so bad about him?" he asked.
"Harry is just Harry." I said earning another eye roll from Ashton. Ashton stood up reaching in his pocket pulling out some money for lunch.
"I'll be back soon." he told me poking my cheek and walking away laughing. I looked at him annoyingly but couldn't help but have the huge grin spread across my face. I wasn't hungry.
"I don't have time to do that!" I heard a deep voice boom in the lunch room earning a quiet response. I turned my head to where the noise came from and here was Harry talking to Mrs. Crane.
"She needs it." Mrs. Crane started reasoning with him. Harry shook his head infuriated.
"So what?" he scoffed walking out of the lunch room where Louis was already hurrying out of the lunch room to go and calm down Harry. So much for his title being, 'nice'.
Ashton came back with his food and gave me some Sprite from a soda can. I opened it up and started taking sips from it, the fizz calming down my stomach that was crowded in nervousness.
Notes
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