Styles Triplets

Kathryn Joyce sat at her desk right next to her best friend, Ari Akina.

Both girls were seniors and had known each other since fourth grade. Ari was the athletic, soccer obsessed popular girl while Kat was the friendly wallflower observing everything. They met after becoming lab partners, which Ari was mostly good at it.

Now they were both thriving high schoolers at Lakeside Academy.

Ari was the captain of the soccer team and Kat was...well...she was her. She didn't quite know what she wanted to do with her life or if she even wanted to go to college. She just knew that her passion was going to be involved with writing.

Suddenly the teacher, Mrs. Wright, whistled, silencing the classroom. "Okay kids! Today I have a rather personal assignment for you! We talked about this a bit earlier in the year...but it's November now so I've decided that it's time to just get on with it. It's what I said in the beginning of the year, you'll draw your partner in the way you see that person."

A student raised their hand, and Mrs. Wright pointed at them. "We can partner up on it?"

Mrs. Wright grinned mischievously. "Of course you can." The class laughed and people began high fiving their friends or acquaintances. Kat nudged Ari, but of course Mrs. Wright had to ruin all of the fun. "You'll work with who I assign you." The class went silent before everyone started booing. Mrs. Wright just waved a hand dismissively at them. "Oh, hush. You'll each come up here and draw a name from this basket." She poked the basket lying on a pedestal.

"Okay...Ariana, come up here and choose your partner!"

"Let fate intertwine us." Kat whispered to Ari, who laughed before walking up to the basket.
She examined it, closed her eyes, and reached inside. She shuffled around for a bit before she pulled out a piece of paper. She spread it out and read the name. She seemed relieved and smirked.

"Who did you get?" Mrs. Wright asked.

"Marie." She said, and the entire class groaned. Marie was the best drawer in the class, she had the best imagination and the best skills.

As Ari sat back down, Kat stuck her tongue out at her.

The next few minutes passed by with people getting up to let fate choose their partner, and as Kat felt her name getting closer, butterflies rose in her stomach until suddenly...
"Kathryn!"

She stood from her seat and walked up to the basket. There were still various little scraps of paper with names on them in it, and she sighed, digging her hand into the basket, shuffling around until she felt something prick her thumb. She winced and grabbed the offending paper, pulling it out. She sucked her thumb while using her other hand to hold the name up to read.
Harry Styles.

She felt her blood run cold.

Harry Styles wasn't just some Average Joe, he was the mayor's son and the most charming and promiscuous boy in the entire school. He supposedly always got the best grades and always got with the best girls.

She looked at him, in the far back. He wore a black sweater, dark jeans, and black combat boots. He was watching closely and when their eyes met, his eyes lit up with a certain amusement.

"Today, Kathryn." Mrs. Wright said in an irritated tone. "Who did you get?"

She took a deep breath. "Harry Styles."

Most of the class went silent while others sucked in a breath. If you were a boy and got partnered with Harry Styles, you got the project done...but you hated him. If you were a girl...there was no help for you. Inevitably, you would end up in his bed.

Mrs. Wright sighed. "Stop being a drama queen and sit down."

She sat by Ari, who was holding in a laugh. Kat shot her an evil glare and as soon as the name picking was over, Mrs. Wright told everyone to get with their partners.

"Kathryn!" She called out, and Kat looked over at her. "Come up here for a second."

Kat walked up to her desk, and Mrs. Wright grabbed her hands. "Listen, Kat. Harry might be a bit difficult...but be nice to him. Okay?"

Kat nodded. "Of course."

With that she walked to the back. Harry had his feet up, and he watched her with a condescending smirk that made her skin crawl. She sat in the desk next to him as fearlessly as possible, though his eyes seemed to look through her.

"So...you're Kathryn." He rasped. "You already know my name."

She nodded. "You're Harry."

"What have people told you about me?" He asked. "I'm guessing they've told you some pretty juicy rumors."

She laughed. "Oh...well...apparently you've slept with half of the school."

"True." He nodded.

She raised an eyebrow. "I think it was more like you've slept with half of the continent."

"Like I said...true." He said and she rolled her eyes.

"I doubt that's true." She said, pulling out a notebook and opening it. "Tell me about yourself."
He shrugged. "I'm an immortal wizard who lives in an volcano." It was ridiculous, yet she still wrote it down. "Also...I have a cat."

"What's your cat's name?" She asked.

"Dusty."

"That's creative." She said, writing it down.

He scoffed. "What...are you gonna draw my cat?"

"Maybe." She shrugged.

He leaned towards her. "Look, I gather you're not that smart but she said you had to draw how you perceived me...not what my cat looks like."

She frowned. "Okay...how about we change the subject. You can ask me questions about me."
"On a scale of 1-10, how sexy am I? Feel free to go over 10."

"2."

"Million?" He suggested.

Her eyes widened. "Why would it be as high as two million?"

"Because I'm just that damn sexy." He murmured, making her skin tingle.

She glared at him. "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Stop flirting with me."

He pulled out his own notebook and opened it. "Does not like flirting." He said, writing his words down.

"That's not true." She snapped. "I just don't like you flirting with me."

He looked at her. "Obviously is gay."

"No I'm not!" She exclaimed, and people looked back at her.

Mrs. Wright shot her a look and she groaned, crossing her arms.

"The sooner this bell rings the better." She muttered.

Harry began writing in his journal again. "Also...is...impatient."

God, she disliked him.

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