Twist & Turn

"You know you learn from history
To love and trust yourself to see
It's never black and white it seems
There'll be a shade of gray between." here is my story... ©


10. Chapter 10 - Who are you, Shelly Ander?


I stared at my name that was blankly staring at everyone, waiting for someone, anyone to open their journal and wrote something. Whether it was me or even Rachael. 

I felt my cheeks flush as quite a few heads faced me.

Well isn't this fucking grand.

Finally, after who knows how long a silence I heard the sound of paper rubbing against paper, everyone shot their heads in that direction, revealing none other than Mr Harry Styles.

I looked down and hid my smile and opened my book and turned to a new page and wrote.

Shelly Ander

You're asking people to write about me sir, that's kinda low don't you reckon..?

So, who am I? 
I’m Shelly Ander.

I'm somewhat friendless. 
Socially awkward.

...that's it really. 



I kept my head low as I walked out of English, I had looks coming here, there, everywhere. It wasn't exact enjoyable. I felt judged.

I walked quickly to the cafeteria and took a seat. The chair across from me squealed and Liam plopped down with a smile.

"Hey." I smiled

"Hello, don't mean to be blunt... But, whys everyone looking at you?" Liam said carefully

I rolled my eyes and said sarcastically, "Because I'm gorg Li." 

He laughed and rolled his eyes.

I held up my index finger signaling I'd be one minute.

I shuffled over to the drink machine and quickly paid for a cherry coke.

I picked it up and turned around and saw almost everyone's eyes on me. 

Oh wow.

I swallowed thickly.

What the fuck is going on...

I walked back to the table and saw that Louis, Zayn and Harry were all sitting with Liam, deep in conversation.

I quietly sat back down, none of the boys even looking my way; I carefully opened my coke taking a sip. It made a slight slurping sound and all the boys flung their heads my way, with a deer-in-the-headlights look.

I coughed awkwardly. 

They looked at me for a few more seconds and I shrunk back into my seat. 

"Do you know why everyone's talking about you Shell?" Louis said bluntly.

"No, if I did I'd do something about it." I said, staring at Louis as I took a sip of my coke.

"True..." Louis said and he chewed his bottom lip.

"Does anyone have any idea?" I asked as I put the can on the table.

All 4 boys shook their heads. 

I sighed and added, "It must be pretty massive if the teachers are talking about it as well." 

All of the boys nodded.

I studied them one by one with narrowed eyes, they seemed mechanical.

I sighed and took another sip of my drink then pushed it in Harry's direction.

I rubbed my eyes tiredly, and I sighed as I saw blood. I looked at the boys helplessly and Liam pulled a small tissue packet from his pocket which I rolled my eyes at, he passed the packet to me and I smiled gratefully and pulled a tissue out and pressed it against the wound. 

When the bell finally went and everyone started leaving for their next class I walked over to Zayn who was waiting patiently for me. I quickly stuffed the tissue packet Liam gave to me into my pocket and smiled at Zayn.

"How've you been?" I said as we started walking to History.

"Pretty good, and you?" 

"Okay, regarding things." 

Zayn walked inside the classroom and I was just about to when the history teacher, Mrs. Turner stopped me.

"Shelly, I need you to go to Mr Wales classroom, when you're done come back." Mrs. Turner said sternly.

I gave Zayn a helpless look then looked at the ground and nodded. I turned on my heel, keeping my head down and started walking to the English block. 

Someone collided with my side and muttered, "Watch it mole." 

I sighed heavily and continued walking.



I knocked on the classroom door and slowly opened it and saw Mr Wales sitting at his desk reading the notebooks.

"Shelly, please take a seat." Mr Wales said nodding at me.

I sat at a chair in the middle of the front row and waited for Mr Wales.

"You're probably wondering why you're here." Mr Wales said with a raised eyebrow.

I nodded slowly.

"I want you to read these, and then when you're done I'll tell you what’s next." Mr Wales said as he chucked a few fair of bright notebooks towards the desk. 

I quietly pulled the first journal towards me, which was pink and sparkly and had the name Tina written on it.

"Just go to the latest entry." Mr Wales said sternly.

I nodded and opened to the page that had my name written in it in Tina's neat handwriting.

Shelly Ander

I would put my hand up and ask why you want us to write about Shelly, but I guess it's not my business.  
(Has something happened to her, I'm her French partner, maybe I should know?)

Um... Shelly, I don't really talk to her since I'm not really allowed to, since it's 'uncool'.  
Which I don't get might I add Shelly is really nice and funny when you get to know her.

I just think she might've gone through a lot. She doesn't deserve to get judged like this.


I closed the book slowly and blinked, bewildered at what Tina had written, I thought she didn't fancy me too much.

I grabbed the next notebook that was grey with cartoons on it with the name Benji.

I opened it up and turned to the latest entry.

Don’t know her.

I smirked and then read the comment below.

Then get to know her. -Mr W.

I went through a majority of them then came across Louis' notebook with was striped red, blue and white. 

I slowly opened to the final entry, nervously chewing on my lip.


Morning sir. 
Why're we writing about Shell? 
Whatever you think she did, she didn't!  
I swear! 
I probably did it!

But I talk to Shelly quite a bit; she's really nice, funny too. I'm glad that I got to know her.


I smiled and went to the next journal and my smile faltered as I saw Rachael's name.

I flipped to the last entry and frowned when I saw what she'd written.

She's a nobody, don't worry about her.

I looked at the last journal which had sheep on it; I raised my eyebrow at the picture.

"That one there read all of it." Mr Wales said, looking at me.

I nodded and opened to the first page.

Harry Styles

~Hopeless Romantic 

The air caught in my throat when I saw the latest thing he'd written.

~Terrible Friend.

Something I Regret

I’ve discovered I’ve been a bit of a (excuse me here) dick.  
I don't know if it's because I'm trying to impress people.

Is it bad that I'm not grateful with the one person who's been there pretty much all my school life?

I don't know, but I'm losing them.

I can tell.

I heard the bell go off in the background I didn't really care. I turned to the next entry.

My Favorite Memory

The day my best friend entered my life.  
That’s my favorite memory.

I smiled and rolled my eyes at his bluntness. 

I turned to the next entry and crumbled all over again.



I sat on the ground of my bedroom floor. Knees pulled up to my chest and my head resting on them. 

Mr Wales had given me Harry's journal, to read through it and add my own comment. 

I didn't want to, bluntness and all.

I pulled my head up and pulled Harry's journal out of my bag and slowly pulled it next to me.

I let out a breath and opened to the latest thing written and read it over.

Shelly (Melissa) Ander

Everyone is staring at her sir.  
She doesn't like unwanted attention.

I've know Shelly since I first started junior school. 
...she helped defeat the bullies.

She's still the same person as she was all those years ago.

You aren't going to try and sleep with her are you? 
I've seen movies sir. I'll report you dammit.

I mean what?

Um... Shelly and I are on an uneven patch at the moment, one minutes hating each other, one minute being like we used to.

I’m going to completely honest with you; I don't fully understand what you mean when you write someone's name? 
Did you want us to write traits? Or how we know her or something?

But um, Shelly is Shelly. 
On her paper I bet she's cursing you for making her the subject and probably wrote average somewhere along her page. 

If you watch her while she writes she'll smirk at something she's written. It's quite amusing actually.  
(The little things you learn when knowing someone for so long.)

She also will stare out into space regularly... It's kinda annoying... 
She loyal, and forgiving, and strong. 

Legit. She's an amazing friend. 
But i kinda took advantage of our friendship.  
It’ll never be the same, I know that. I don't like it, but it's my fault so I’ve got to accept it.

I stared blankly at the last line then slowly got out my blue pen and wrote.

You're all I got. x

Chapter End Notes:

you guys are amazing. I hope you know that okay. :')

Love youz to the moon and beyond. xx

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