As we were walking through the gates the boys let the girls go through first, then the boys followed. As we were walking through the grounds of the school to our common room all off the girls spaced out and the boys filled in the gaps. It went Perrie, Zayn, Danielle, Liam, Niall, myself, Lauren, Louis, Harry and Eleanor. Of course it wouldn’t be school without the teachers and the New Year 7’s running around, but as we were all walking everyone just seemed to stop what they were doing, move out the way and look. We were all used to it, but this year it was different. It was like we were the popular ones.
We then reached the common room. It was newly refurbished each year and this year was the best I had ever seen it. The boys walked ahead and opened the double doors and let the girls in first, just like true gentlemen. It was fantastic. The final year with people I love, all of us being on the prom committee. As we sat on the circular blue sofa’s in the middle of the common room, I said to everyone “this is gonna be bar far the best prom and senior year ever.” Then the bell went.
We all had P.E first which none of us minded. We all had new kit each year, provided by the school. It was a white polo with our school logo on, a navy blue above the knee skort and a pair of white knee socks with a blue stripe around the top. The only thing we had to provide was footwear. Of course all of us girls went shopping in the summer and got matching trainers, so did the boys come to mention it. Anyway we all put our hair up in to a highish ponytail with our fringes down. The boys had football training and omg they looked hot. Tehe. People think that girls that take their time to get ready don’t play sport at all. Well the thing is all off us girls in our group are on the girl’s football team. All the girls on the team walked out together like normal with a football in our arms.