Remember Me?

Hi, my names Claire. Let me tell you about myself;
I hate rabbits. Rabbits suck. Rabbits are scary and have NO PURPOSE.
Im a cat person. I love cats.
And also im best friends with Harry Styles, we have been neighbors since I we were 5 and he just came back from that tour for that album that I forget the name of...
My brother just moved to America. I dont really miss him...
Im 18 years old, I have waist-long brown hair, big brown eyes, a nice tan, and a crooked smile.
I cant wait to for whats to come now that Harry and the other 6...Is it 6? Oh- Oh 4, yeah, yeah. Now that Harry and the other 4 boys I never met are back, I know its going to be a interesting time.


9. School Days.


 I walked into English class and found that not too many people were here. That's good cause nobody would ask me about One Direction and going to the movies, (last week everybody wanted to know about the music video.)  Dylan sat at a desk towards the back of class, I snuck back next to him and set all my bags down. "What's up? I like your shirt." He says, I look down to my black and white V-Neck. "Nothing. And...Thanks." I pull out a pencil and my notepad. "So...Let's talk about that text you sent me, what party did you get beer at? I guess your old enough...18 year old, you!" He says, while squeezing my cheeks. Oh yeah- I forgot to tell you; Dylan is 19, he got held back a year so he is repeating his Senior year with me. "It was a dare. I wasn't really drunk." I say, pushing him away. "Oh- OH! You bitch!" He says, luckily Mrs. Fallon didn't notice; she is old and weird, she probably is in her mid 200s. I don't know, but I do know she should have died a LONG time ago.  

 Me and Dylan talked for a long time- That's the thing about him; He is really easy to talk too considering he is a guy. "So, how's Harry homo?" Dylan says, I turn to him and feel like bursting out into laughter, but instead I punched him in the arm "D.I.C.K." I say, Dylan is rubbing his arm in pain. Haha.   

 "Damn, we got a smart ass over here." He says. The class went by really fast, most of the time me and him were talking. RIIIIIIIING! It's funny how everybody dives for the door like its the end of their lives when the bell rings, I don't, I think it's funny to watch from a distance cause usually there is always the little piggy that falls down.  

 Next was Social Studies, not that interesting...I walk past several prego girls in the hallways- I know what they have been doing, then I past the drugged students, and the jocks (Never liked them.), and the cheerleaders that were applying waaaay to much lipgloss. Calm down their tigers.   

The rest of the day= Boring.Stupid.Shit.Nobody.Wants.To.Do.


  Well, I did get a butt-load of homework, that has to count for something.  

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