How We Met

Naomi p.o.v.

Its now lunch and Natilie wanted to sit with me and Mona. I brought a lunch like the rest of us, and we all started eating. I had a turkey sandwich, Cheeze-Its, potato chips, a lemon-lime Powerade, and a granola bar.

"So, how was the first three classes?" Mona says.

"Uh, I already have a project due in a week, and Natilie and I are partners, and Math and Social Studies went great!" I answer.

"Okay-" Mona starts, but gets cut off.

"Hey, can I have a chip?" A boy asks.

"Uh, sure…" I say. I give him a chip, but he doesn't leave. He sits next to me.

"Can I help you?" I ask slowly.

"Nope," he says.

"Niall! Come back to our table!" Another boy says from behind me.

"Louis. You don't understand. She has CHIPS," who I guess is Niall.

"Oh, chips?" Louis says. "Can I sit with you too?"

"No. Now get him away from me," I say.

"Please? Can I stay?" Niall makes a pouty face.

"No. Please leave us alone?" I beg.

"Jerk." He pouts.

"Im Louis Tomlinson, what's your name?" Louis asks while Niall stomps away.

"Naomi Palmer. And thank you. You can sit with us," I laugh.

"Yay!" He exclaims. He sits next to me and just sits there, smiling.

"Do you have any food?" I ask.

"Nope," he answers. "My mom won't make me a lunch, and I don't have lunch money."

"You can have these," I say, and hand him my sandwich and granola bar.

"Thank you!" He smiles, and eats the food I gave him.

"Why does he get to sit over here?" Niall asks, storming back to our table.

"He introduced himself," I say.

"Oh, alright. I'm Niall Horan. You?" He says.

"Naomi Palmer. Feel free to sit anywhere," I smile. He sits next to Louis, and takes half of the granola bar, and eats it.

"Can I have some Cheeze-Its?" Niall asks.

"No. That's the one thing you can't ask me for. My cheese," I say.

"Chips?" He tries. I give him the whole bag.

"Yay! Thank you!" He shouts.

After everyone eats their food, the bell rings, indicating we need to go the our fifth period class. Gym.

When I get to the gym, the teacher is telling everyone to run 10 laps around the entire gym because they were talking over him.

"You two are going to do something else while these kids are running," he says.

What? Two? I turn around and Niall is there. He was behind me the entire time. Creepazoid.

I raise my hand.

"Yes?" the teacher says.

"I'm new at this school, and I don't know most of the teacher's names," I say.

"I'm Mr. Horan," he says.

"You mean, you're related to him?" I ask, pointing at Niall.

"Yes, I'm his Dad," he answers

"Oh, that's cool," I smile.

"You guys are getting off easy. It's a kids game, tag. Now go play," he says. Tag?

"I'm it!" I shout.

"And you guys can go outside, if you want," Mr. Horan says, and we run to the field outside.

"I'm still it!" I say again. I start chasing him while he runs from me. First time a boy's run from me without saying something mean or thinking something mean.
I push him as I tag him, and he falls to the ground but gets back up, and chases me. I'm way faster somehow, and he trips.

"Get up!" I shout.

"But this is edible!" He says muffled. Is he eating it? I lift him up, and he is eating grass.

"Ew!" I say.

"Its good!" He says.

"Gross dude."

Notes

UNFINISHED!!!! Sorry. It'll be finished maybe later tonight or tomorrow, or even later. :)

When the unfinished is gone, and there's a chapter about it being finished, it's finished. :)

~Naomi