I woke up the next day and instantly looked at my phone, 1pm. Why did he let me sleep so late? I jumped out of bed and went to search the house. I turned right out of my bedroom and went down some stairs that led to the kitchen, then if you go left there is more stairs going down to the lounge and dining room area again… this house is just a huge circle. At least i can’t get lost. Theres no sign of my father anywhere and i cant hear any thing coming from his room. He must have gone to find a pub. I doubt he will be back until later tonight.

My day went slowly, getting boxes in, unpacking them into the house and 4 hours later, when i finished it looked liveable. I finished at around 5:30 pm and just as I sat back on my bed there was a knock at the front door. I ran to the door in anticipation, if it was my father the knock would have been harder, followed by yelling so i have no idea who this could be. I open the door and standing on the other side is a gorgeous, tall, curly haired, brunette boy holding a plate of cookies. His emerald green eyes looked into my blue ones and he smiled, revealing his dimples. “Hey neighbour, I’m Harry” he says pushing the plate of cookies into my hands. “Emily, nice to meet you” I replied. “How has moving been?” he made polite conversation for another 5 minutes until the subject of school came up. “You look about my age, what school do you go to?” he questioned.
Whats the name of my new school again… think Emily think. Romant High School is it? that sounds right. “Romant high school or something like that…” i reply still unsure of the name.
“Thats my school! Do you want a ride in the morning?” He beams.
“I was just going to walk, but yeah that would be great actually, it’d be nice to know someone” I smiled.
“ I’ll see you at 8:30 then, well I best get home, tea time is soon. Lovely meeting you Emily” He yells the last part as he is already walking away backwards.
“see you then Harry. Goodnight!” I yell back and walk back into my house. Its now 6:30 pm. I should start thinking of something for dinner but we have no food. I chuck a hoodie on that used to be my mums and some jeans I pick my phone, headphones and purse up and decide to go for a walk to find a shop. Theres always a shop somewhere close by.

I walk out of my house and turn left down the road, so far I have no idea where I’m going. Its dark but the street lights are illuminating enough of the road for me be able to see. I get the the end of the road and take a right, then a left, and another left and eventually i ended up at a McDonalds. Not my first choice of food but I haven’t eaten yet today and I'm so tired. Which is weird considering how long I slept last night and today.

I enter the take out shop and order a medium Big Mac meal, with out pickles of course. i decided to eat in so my food didn't get cold on the walk home. I waited around the front until they called my order out, then i grabbed it and headed to find a table. I ended up in the back corner away from everyone and began to eat. I had almost finished my meal when a 2 attractive boys and a girl walked around the corner. Both boys were dressed all in black and had tattoos up there arms and piercings in various places on their faces. One of them had messy brown hair and blue eyes, he was about 5”10 and the other had black hair shaped into a quiff, he was quite tanned and had brown eyes. The blonde girl behind them was pretty, she wore a grey flowing top, black skinny jeans and boots with a bit of a heel. There was a black beanie neatly placed on her head, she had bright blue eyes and a nose ring. Her make up was done to perfection. I wonder if all the girls around here looked like that, i can’t compete with that. I went back to eating my food before they noticed me looking at them but but they came and sat at the table directly behind me.
I try to mind my own business, i don't want to listen in on their conversation so i put in my headphones and continued to eat.

When I finished I got up and put my rubbish in the bin, i could feel someones eyes burning a whole into the side of my head, so I turn to find out who was staring, only to be met by a pair of blue eyes, looking directly back into mine. The blue eyes belonged to the brown haired boy from the group. He didn’t look away when we made eye contact. No, instead he winked, causing me to turn away quickly. He then got up and started to walk towards me. My heart started racing and I’m sure if i had a mirror my cheeks would be a deep red. “Hey there” the un-named boy said with a smirk. I just smiled, i couldn't find my words so i decided not to try and speak, I’d only embarrass myself. He's so hot. I turned to put my tray at the front of the shop but I was stopped when my arm was grabbed and i was turned back to face him again, how rude. “I’m Louis, you are?” he questioned.
“Emily” i said trying to sound uninterested.
I looked him in the eyes and smirked before walking away. He looked gobsmacked. Obviously not used to getting the reaction I gave, he probably has girls throwing themselves at him. I don't know where my sudden confidence came from, I’ve never really spoken to boys, I’ve never even kissed a boy, but I'm glad it came. I put my tray at the front of the shop and smiled at the cashier before starting my walk home. It took me about 15 minutes too walk to the restaurant, but on the way home it took about half an hour cause i got lost a few times.

When I finally walked in the door, I was greeted by a very angry looking man. “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?” My father roared.
“I just went to find-“ I was interrupted by a smack to the face. He doesn't hit me full strength, if he did even he knows he could cause some serious damage. He hits me just hard enough to knock me a couple of steps and have my cheek burn.
He came closer “went to find a fuck aye? slut.” he said right in my face. He spat on me and went into his room, slamming the door once again. I don’t cry from the pain of the hits anymore, I can manage to hold a blank expression until he’s gone but If i don’t cry about the emotional pain at some point after he yells, I have a bit of a breakdown in the future which I've learnt he hard way.

I go to my room and grab my towel, showers always calm me down. and they're a nice place to cry. My shower lasted about 15 minutes tonight, the hot water held a bit longer. I tied my hair in a high bun so it didn't wet my hair because i knew if it did it would be frizzy in the morning. Once I was out of the shower I brushed my teeth, put my pyjamas on and decided to fall asleep to a movie on my laptop. I decided to watch grease, because its one of my favourite movies and i haven't seen it in a while. I didn’t make it far through the movie before I fell into a deep sleep. School tomorrow, brilliant.

My alarm wakes me at 7:20 in the morning, I send it to snooze and sleep for 10 more minutes until it goes off again. This time i turn it off and actually get up out of bed. I go to my mirror and put on a small amount of makeup. I don’t own much, only mascara, lipgloss and some foundation. I’ve never really been a huge fan of makeup, mainly because Im not very good at using it. i left my hair natural and wavy then headed to my wardrobe to pick an out fit. I decided on black, high waisted jeans; a yellow, cropped, v neck sweater; and platform shoes. I glanced over myself in the mirror. Not overly impressed with what I see, but it will do. I’m not trying to impress anybody and I never really have tried to impress people before. I don’t search to talk to people so thats probably why i don't make many friends.

I look at my clock, 8:20, Harry will be hear soon. I grab my bag and then head towards the door, skipping breakfast as I usually do, even though its the most important meal of the day. I hear snoring in the lounge so i peak in, my dad is passed out on the couch, surrounded by empty beer bottles, probably still drunk from the night before. I leave him to sleep it off and head out of the door. I see Harry standing in my front garden, I don’t see a car, I smile and walk over to him. He has black skinny jeans on, a black beanie and a dark navy t-shirt.
“You’re going to look like a little ray of sunshine at our school” he shouts with a smile. I look at my outfit. Does every one dress like him and those kids i saw last night?

“hey Harry, thanks again for giving me a ride. I probably would have gotten lost” I said with a genuine smile. He smiled back “No problem” come on, i thought we may as well walk to my car seeing as i live next door. Bit of exercise” He smirks, i giggle. Harry is attractive but I don't like him that way, I feel as if I'm going to grow really close to the boy standing next to me, as a friend… We walk the 20 meters from my house to his car, its a small, white car, nothing flash but its still nice. I need my own car. I get in the passenger seat and plug my seatbelt in. Harry tells me to grab out my timetable to compare it with his. I grabbed it out of my bag, it came in the mail a few weeks ago but i haven't really payed that much attention to it. Harry told me to get his timetable out of his bag to see if we have any classes together. All he had in his bag was a few bits of paper 2 pens and his timetable. I examined his timetable and my own, it turns out we have Sport and English together. That made me happy but thats only 2 out of my 6 classes. I need to make a friend in Maths, Geography, Physics and Art. “I have at least one friend of mine in each of your classes except art, so don’t stress” he says randomly, was it that obvious i was stressing? “thanks for everything so far Harry” i reply and he just smiles big and turns the radio on. After a couple of minutes of driving we pull into a carpark, there are some really nice cars, some average ones and some real shit boxes, not that I'm judging. Harry pulls up next to a little red car that has a few people grouped in front of it.

Harry gets out of the car, but I stay put for a second “here we go” I whisper to my self and take a deep breath before unbuckling my seat belt and getting out of the car. Harry is now talking to the group that consists of 2 boys and a girl. Different ones than i had seen last time. One of the guys had a black flannel shirt with a white shirt underneath and black skinny jeans, he had blue eyes that i only saw for a second when he lifted his sunglasses to look at me but they were quickly put back down and his bleach blonde hair was styled into a quiff. The other boy had a black T-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans on, dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. I could see what harry meant with me being a ray of sunshine, everyone i see is wearing dark colours, greys, blacks, dark blues, plus the fact every boy I have seen so far is covered in tattoos and piercings. Then there is me wearing yellow. The girl looked cheerful, she had long brunette hair, green eyes. She’s so pretty.

I walk over to the group and stand behind Harry. He grabs my arm and pulls me around to the side of him, then he slung his arm over my shoulder, “Guys this is Emily, my new neighbour” he says to the other 3 people. They all look at me, “Hey I’m Liam, and this is my girlfriend Sophia” Liam gestures to the pretty girl, what a cute couple. I smile “nice to meet you” I look at the nameless blonde, he tilts his sunglasses down his nose, revealing his blue eyes once again his eyes look me up and down, “Niall” he states bluntly.
I look at Harry and he rolls his eyes “Nice to meet you Niall” I flash him the warmest smile i can. He doesn't return the gesture. What’s this guys problem. I stand there awkwardly while they all chat, thinking about how i could have possibly upset this guy already. I can’t tell if he is looking at me through his sunnies but I’m not sure i want to know. I hear a siren go, I have physics first with Harry and it turns out Niall is in our class as well. This means i wont be able to ask Harry why Niall hates me. I guess ill have to wait.

When we enter the class I notice the desks are set up in pairs everyone has taken a seat, I sit at the back on my own and Harry and Niall sit in front of me. I wonder if that boy from McDonalds last night goes to this school, i wasn't wondering for long because I see him walk through the door of my physics class. “Harry is he nice? I met him last night, he seems nice.” I gesture towards Louis. Both Harry and Niall spin around in there seats to face me, they look serious. Niall grabs both of my wrists in one hand and pulls me forward so I'm level with his face, roughly, his blue eyes pierce my own. “Don’t talk to him.” Is all Niall says, Harry nods in agreement and the grip is released from my wrists. They both turn back around. I rub my wrists and tilt my head in confusion. I look back at Louis who has now seen me. He smirks and takes a seat at the front of class. Why is he smirking?

The teacher wrote his name on the board ‘Mr Hazewood’ cool name. “Alright class lets begin with a seating plan in the alphabetical order of your last names!” Mr Hazewood calls. Thats probably why Louis was smirking, He knows I'm not going to be protected by Harry and Niall and if they hate him, he probably hates them as well. “Everyone stand.” We all did as we were told. The names were called off in pairs and we got pointed towards desks. Niall got sat next to a weird kid called Stan Hopkins, i found out his last name is Horan. Harry Styles gets sat next to a pretty girl name Stacey Rowels, Styles what a cool last name. “Louis Tomlinson” oh no “and Emily Trundle” my eyes widen as he points to the desk furthest from where Harry and Niall are sat with their partners. I look at Harry, he doesn't look happy and neither does Niall. Why does Niall care? He doesn't even like me? Why is everyone so attractive at this school? So many unanswered questions…

I picked up my bag and headed for my desk where Louis was already seated, It was right up the back of the room. Louis looked me up and down and pulled my chair out. He patted my seat. He's so hot but so cocky. “Hey Miss Trundle, it was a pleasure meeting you last night” he says. I just ignore him and look straight ahead. He's trying his hardest to get my attention, clicking his pen in my ear, saying my name over and over. It does sound good coming out of his mouth but i can’t talk to him. Im trying to listen to the teacher to block Louis out. I know that Harry and Niall are both watching. I guess Louis finally gets tired of being ignored because he just grabbed my chair and turned it to face him. “quit it” he says. “why don't you, I don't want to talk” i say strongly and make a failed attempt to turn my chair back around. He comes closer to me “I know your ignoring me because they're watching, but i know you want me” he whispers in my ear, making my stomach erupt in butterflies. I don't answer instead i raise my hand “may i please go to the toilet” I ask, this causes everyone in the class to laugh except Louis, I can feel him glaring at me. My request is approved and I'm told I don't have to ask permission to go and do my business, i blush a bit and get up from my seat. I don't know where the toilets are. As I am searching I hear someone approaching behind me and I have a gut feeling it’s Louis. My suspicions are confirmed when I’m pulled back by my waist and my back hits a locker, Louis pins my arms by my sides and comes really close to my face “You can’t ignore me forever princess” he smirks, i think smirking is his favourite thing to do.
“Louis, I’ve been told to not talk to you by the only person that likes me so far. The only person that I can potentially call my friend. I’m not going to blow that” I say as I try to get my arms out of his grip, useless attempt, he’s too strong. “Thats not true, I’m your friend” he says as he moves my arms so he's now holding them both in one hand above my head. The other hand strokes my cheek. “GET OFF ME!” I say, getting angry now, which earns a chuckle from Louis.
“Hey!! Get off her!!” I hear a familiar voice call, I turned my head and see that it’s Niall. I’ve only just noticed he’s Irish, thats cute. How many people are allowed out of class at once?Niall pushes Louis off of me. Again why does Niall seem to hate me, but still seem to care?
“Im just playing around mate, I won’t hurt her” Louis turns his attention back to me and winks again. Butterflies. Niall looks at me and I get behind him so I’m mainly out of Louis sight, except I peek over Niall’s shoulder to look at whats going on, I probably look so scared to Louis who hasn't lost eye contact with me, but thats only encouraging him. “I’m not your mate, Louis. Stay away from her.” Niall says firmly.
He then turns around and urges me towards the classroom by putting his hand at the bottom of my back. “She wont always have somebody around her, mate.” Louis says as he catches up to us. We both ignore him.

He hasn't actually done anything to me, and he is very attractive. Why should i ignore him? I thank Niall and remove his hand from my back I look at both of them, but I don't say anything. I just go back into the classroom and return to my seat but just as I sit down, the siren goes for second period, I have English.

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