Forbidden Love
C1
Mia-
I sat down at my desk arranging my equipment so it was all neat and proper I tugged down my white button shirt and arranged my blue tie in the middle, I looked around the room to see not many students had come from their dorm yet.
I crossed my legs and put on my black glasses fixing my bun so I looked perfect, I didn't want to be this way always try to be perfect but I had an reputation to uphold because I was from an upper class family and if I wasn't perfect or tried to be I would have a severe punishment.
I cleared my throat when all of my friends came in with their skirts swaying side to side with boys eyeing them from the back.
"MIA I MISSED YOU SO MUCH" my friend Casey grabbed me in her arms and smooched my face in her chest.
"Casey can't breathe chocking me with your boobs" I mumbled out trying to escape and breathe, she let me go giggling making me giggle right after her while I fixed my bun again rearranging the strands around my face to frame it.
"Sorry bout that mi-mi I was so excited to see you I didn't see you over whole break, by the way (she sat looking at me, then down at the desk next to me sitting down it crossing her long legs and putting her arms behind her pooping out her chest) I had the best time in Paris I met this a-mazing boy" she made dreamy eyes.
"Sounds like you had fun" I giggled leaning back into my seat enjoying talking to her "did you hear" she gushed waving her hands around jumping slightly on the desk.
"The hot boy in senior year is back from studying in Rome and he wants to talk to us" she squealed quilted kicking her legs.
"Really why us" I got excited that boy in senior year was the hottest thing in our school ever.
"I know right I was walking down the path talking on my phone and I bumped into him, we got to chatting and I talked about you and he wants to met us" she jumped from the table doing a little silly dance shimmying her chest and walking in circles making people in the class including me laugh.
Casey was one of those major popular girls in the school, with girls and guys, she knew how to have fun and rebel, her mother and mine are best friends and we became friends because she stood up for me in pre school and we've Been attached to the hip ever since.
The bell rang and she kept dancing while our teacher walked in smirking and shaking his head at her.
"Ms Casey please sit down in your seat I have some new for the whole class" she said in a firm tone but smiling at all of us, I could hear the scrapes of chairs being moved behind us as the class quite down when mr.jones cleared his voice.
"We have a new student coming to our class today, he is very smart because he is here for a scholar please treat him with respect, Harry you can come in" he called and the whole entire class looked at the doors as I kept my head down.
Most of the girls gasped and squealed and the boys were mumbling unhappily, I shifted my eyes upward to see the boy not expecting much but it came quite a shock when he strode in the class with black pants with a white button up shirt a few buttons undone to show his chest revealing tanned toned skin it had me in awe.
"Hi the names Harry Styles but you can call me Harry, i just recently moved here and got a scholar nice to meet ya all" he spoke in an unique way unlike all the other people here and I liked the raspiness.
"Thank you Mr. styles now if you can take a spare seat and we'll get started on Maths" he turned his back to the touch screen board and grabbed a special pen so he could write on the special material.
Harry searched the room smirking a little when he saw all the girls who had seats available indirectly pushing the chair out wanting for him to sit next to them but I was surprised when I heard the empty chair next to me pull out, instantly smelling him a nice smelling cologne came off him in waves filling my senses.
"Hi I'm Harry" he lent over and whispered into my ear.
"Oh really I didn't know that was you introducing yourself up there" I smirked at him whispering back.
"Well you got me there but you still haven't told me your name pigeon" he whispered back to me already giving me a nickname.
"My name is Mia Wentworth and I'm not a pigeon" I pouted while Mr. jones caught our attention by yelling our names.
"Would you like to answer this question since you already know the answer, because you're talking in my class" he said sternly and I felt a low blush rise on my cheeks I never got into trouble in class as I was about to open my mouth to speak the answer Harry already cut me off.
"The answer is 78 squared sir" he said strongly as mr jones narrowed his gaze at him making Harry smile back as mr jones turned his back muttering a correct.
This bit means something I curiously shifted my eyes to him catching his eye in me.
I sat down at my desk arranging my equipment so it was all neat and proper I tugged down my white button shirt and arranged my blue tie in the middle, I looked around the room to see not many students had come from their dorm yet.
I crossed my legs and put on my black glasses fixing my bun so I looked perfect, I didn't want to be this way always try to be perfect but I had an reputation to uphold because I was from an upper class family and if I wasn't perfect or tried to be I would have a severe punishment.
I cleared my throat when all of my friends came in with their skirts swaying side to side with boys eyeing them from the back.
"MIA I MISSED YOU SO MUCH" my friend Casey grabbed me in her arms and smooched my face in her chest.
"Casey can't breathe chocking me with your boobs" I mumbled out trying to escape and breathe, she let me go giggling making me giggle right after her while I fixed my bun again rearranging the strands around my face to frame it.
"Sorry bout that mi-mi I was so excited to see you I didn't see you over whole break, by the way (she sat looking at me, then down at the desk next to me sitting down it crossing her long legs and putting her arms behind her pooping out her chest) I had the best time in Paris I met this a-mazing boy" she made dreamy eyes.
"Sounds like you had fun" I giggled leaning back into my seat enjoying talking to her "did you hear" she gushed waving her hands around jumping slightly on the desk.
"The hot boy in senior year is back from studying in Rome and he wants to talk to us" she squealed quilted kicking her legs.
"Really why us" I got excited that boy in senior year was the hottest thing in our school ever.
"I know right I was walking down the path talking on my phone and I bumped into him, we got to chatting and I talked about you and he wants to met us" she jumped from the table doing a little silly dance shimmying her chest and walking in circles making people in the class including me laugh.
Casey was one of those major popular girls in the school, with girls and guys, she knew how to have fun and rebel, her mother and mine are best friends and we became friends because she stood up for me in pre school and we've Been attached to the hip ever since.
The bell rang and she kept dancing while our teacher walked in smirking and shaking his head at her.
"Ms Casey please sit down in your seat I have some new for the whole class" she said in a firm tone but smiling at all of us, I could hear the scrapes of chairs being moved behind us as the class quite down when mr.jones cleared his voice.
"We have a new student coming to our class today, he is very smart because he is here for a scholar please treat him with respect, Harry you can come in" he called and the whole entire class looked at the doors as I kept my head down.
Most of the girls gasped and squealed and the boys were mumbling unhappily, I shifted my eyes upward to see the boy not expecting much but it came quite a shock when he strode in the class with black pants with a white button up shirt a few buttons undone to show his chest revealing tanned toned skin it had me in awe.
"Hi the names Harry Styles but you can call me Harry, i just recently moved here and got a scholar nice to meet ya all" he spoke in an unique way unlike all the other people here and I liked the raspiness.
"Thank you Mr. styles now if you can take a spare seat and we'll get started on Maths" he turned his back to the touch screen board and grabbed a special pen so he could write on the special material.
Harry searched the room smirking a little when he saw all the girls who had seats available indirectly pushing the chair out wanting for him to sit next to them but I was surprised when I heard the empty chair next to me pull out, instantly smelling him a nice smelling cologne came off him in waves filling my senses.
"Hi I'm Harry" he lent over and whispered into my ear.
"Oh really I didn't know that was you introducing yourself up there" I smirked at him whispering back.
"Well you got me there but you still haven't told me your name pigeon" he whispered back to me already giving me a nickname.
"My name is Mia Wentworth and I'm not a pigeon" I pouted while Mr. jones caught our attention by yelling our names.
"Would you like to answer this question since you already know the answer, because you're talking in my class" he said sternly and I felt a low blush rise on my cheeks I never got into trouble in class as I was about to open my mouth to speak the answer Harry already cut me off.
"The answer is 78 squared sir" he said strongly as mr jones narrowed his gaze at him making Harry smile back as mr jones turned his back muttering a correct.
This bit means something I curiously shifted my eyes to him catching his eye in me.
Notes
Ok this idea suddenly popped into my head when I was making lunch so I don't really have a clue where's it's going but I have some ideas and I'm really excited to write this ^_^
