Story of My Night

Koffee walked into the school concit room thingy. It’s really big, because lot’s of bands and stuff come to play in it, and all the studends come to here them and dance and listen to music. Its a way of chilling out after a long day school, and also its free.

Anyway, she walks in to the room, and theres a stage in the midle of the room. Whats going on? Thought Koffoe, but she was imedielly captavated by a brillant pair of shining browny-hazelly eyes, which burnt like a star that was nearly dead before it clapsed in on it self (Koffee leant that in maths, in one of the advance classes for smarter people – she wanted to go to Harvard or cainbridge after school). The eyes were attatched to a head which was attatched to a body of a boy – Harry Style to be exact. Koffie gasped. He was a singer! He started to sing. Other people in the room looked around, because they didn’t know a band was there. There were giutarests and pianests and also a saxophone player.

Harrys song was relly beuatifull and Koffe could tell it was wroten abuout her, because harry started singing about a beautifull girll with pretty green eyes, and her eyes were green and pretty.

Notes

(Editers note: Harry styles IS the janitor! Hahahhahah to avoid confution because people were messaging us!)