Before I Met You

CHAPTER 4: "Sammi dear, it's the first day of school!" Karen chirped, opening the blinds.
"Gah! Shut the fucking blinds!" I hissed, pulling my duvet over my head.
"Language!" She exclaimed.
I rolled my eyes and sat up.
"I'll be taking you to school before I head off to the work!" She smiled and left me alone.
I groaned and shuffled my way towards do the bathroom.
I took a nice long shower, but I left enough time to make the necessary changes to my hair and face.
Thirty minutes later, I was dressed and ready to go.
I went downstairs and poured myself a bowl of cereal.
"Ready for school?" Karen smiled.
I rolled my eyes. "Hell no."
She sighed.
After I was done with my cereal, I went back up to my room to grab my soccer bag and my book bag.
Making sure I had everything, I closed the door one last time and went out to the car.
Karen got in and we drove off towards the school.
I turned up the radio to avoid any conversation with Karen.
She pulled into the school and parked at the drop off area.
"You have your schedule?" She asked.
"Yeah."
"Soccer stuff?"
"Yes. I know I have everything." I snapped.
"Alright. Have a good first day. I'll be here to pick you up after practice." She smiled slightly.
I got out of the car and walked up the short stairs into the school.
There were so many people everywhere, and I hated it.
Cringing, I made my way slowly past all of the stupid people towards my locker.
Once I had managed to find it, I put in my locker combo.
It didn't work.
I tried it several times before kicking the locker and cursing several times at it.
"Need any help?" An Irish accent asked.
"Why the hell are there so many foreign students in this fucking town?!" I groaned.
I looked at the person who asked me if I needed help, causing him to burst out laughing.
"Aye. That's not very nice, is it love?"
I rolled my eyes.
He pushed me aside gently and asked for my locker combo.
"And why the hell would I tell you that? What if you try to put drugs in it or something?" I snorted.
"If I wanted to put drugs in your locker, I wouldn't need your combo. Trust me. The name's Niall by the way. You look familiar. Where have I seen you before."
I stared at him for a minute and then remembered.
"You're the asshole who kicked the ball so far and made Harry go get it. I remember you now." I said.
"Oh! That's where! So are you gonna let me help you with your locker combo or not?"
"Fine. 36-10-2."
He put it in and the locker opened.
"What the fuck." I mumbled.
"You're welcome. I'll see you around." He winked and walked off.
I shoved my soccer bag into it and shut the door.
"Sam!" A female voice called.
I turned around and saw Brooke coming towards me.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey! What's up?" She smiled.
"Nothing. Just ran into this guy named Niall."
"Niall? Blonde hair? Blue eyes?" She asked.
"Yeah." I said.
"That's my boyfriend." She laughed.
"He annoys me." I muttered.
"He's not that bad. He just thinks he's funny." She chuckled.
I shrugged.
The five minute bell rang.
Looking down at my schedule, I groaned. "Do you know where the Chemistry room with Mr.Boxern is?"
She nodded. "It's just right down the hall actually."
She walked down with me.
"I have class in this room right across from you so we can meet up after." She said.
"Cool. See you around?" I asked.
"Yep! Bye!" She smiled and walked into her class.
I walked into the room and found a seat in the back of the room.
"Hello there." someone called.
I looked to my right and saw a guy with messy brown hair and nerd glasses coming over towards me. "You wouldn't happen to be Samantha Drake, would you love?"
I nodded. "Yeah. I am. Why?"
He shrugged. "Just wondering. I'm Louis. Harry's best friend. He told me quite the bit about you."
"I don't talk to Harry." I said firmly.
"I can see that you're lying. Well, you can deny that for now, but I'm not stupid. I'll see you around sometime, yeah?" He said and went back to his seat.
First, second, and third period seemed to pass by extremely quickly.
Fourth period, I walked in to the classroom and saw Harry talking to a boy with brown hair.
Trying to avoid him, I hurried to the back of the room and found a seat.
"Sam?" I heard him ask.
Fuck...
He came over to me and sat on my desk.
"How's it going?" He asked. He was acting if nothing had happened between us two days ago. It was pissing me off because I knew that he knew what happened.
"Fine." I said quietly.
"That's good. Haven't talked to you in a while."
"It's been two fucking days." I snorted.
"Two days two long." He said frowning slightly, but that frown was quickly replaced by his natural sly smirk.
I rolled my eyes.
He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "I didn't forget. Don't worry."
I gulped slightly.
The bell rang and Harry hopped off my desk.
"I'll talk to you later." He winked and went to his seat.
So many people in this damn school piss me off.
Our teacher, Mrs. Lucas, walked into the room.
"Hello students!" She smiled ever so fakely.
Fake bitch.
"So to begin off the year, I'm going to let you guys get to know each other better. I know who's friends with who, so I'm going to partner you up with some one that you don't talk to, or don't know that well. Over the next month and a half, you and your partner will get to know each other well and write a two page information thing about your partner. At the end of the month and a half, you will read each other your things."
She started calling off names, mine getting closer and closer.
"Samantha Drake. You will be partnered withhhhh.. Harry Styles."
My eyes widened and I looked over at Harry, who had a huge smirk on his face. I wanted to slap him so hard right then, it was unbelievable.
Why the fuck was everything bad happening to me?!




Author's notes:

hii. Sorry I didn't post the chapter at 6:00. I'm lazy and I procrastinated waaaaay too much. Lol sorry. But hey, better late then never right? Lol.

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