Hottest guy in school?

Taylor has just moved from England to Toronto to live with her dad and his girlfriend. She soon realizes that this move was a huge mistake for her. Her new high school? Everyone loves her! She's miss popularity in a matter of days. When she sees one of the cutest boys in the school with the lowest of the low social status, will she make a move? Will it ruin her reputation? Will she go for the popular boy she's been dying to be an item with? Will a bad past ruin a future relationship? Find out!
P.S; One Direction is not famous. x


1. You're funny.


  This move was more stressful than anything. Leaving my mom, brother and my friends? I've left everything behind for my dad who didn't even pay attention to me. He told me this was going to be a good experience for me... I laughed to myself. I sat in my room and looked around. "Oh gosh, I have a lot to do..." I whispered to myself. My dad had said he enrolled me in the best high school in the area. On the car ride to his house from the airport, I was examining the neighborhood and I swear, the people that live here must be millionaires. The houses were huge. I wouldn't be surprised if the high school was filled with rich snobs. I had an English accent which my dad said that Canadians loved. I mean, I never thought of much of it but I guess he would know being born in England and moving here 3 years ago. Speaking of my dad, Where was he? "Dad? Where are you?" I said while opening my bedroom door and walking down the stairs. "Dad, are you here?" I yelled while walking into the kitchen. I saw a note. It was written by my dad. It read

 "Taylor, Me and Lynn are going out for dinner. Don't cause to much trouble. 

  See you at 10. xo


 Oh my gosh, is she honestly going to be my step mom sooner or later? On the car ride here all she could talk about is her sons achievements and all about herself. I really  just blocked her out. I had no interest in her at all. I did have to give my dad credit though... She was stunning. She was probably about 40 and my dad was 45. Not to bad of a difference, I guess. She dressed like me which kind of creeped me out. I of course being a 16 year old girl would wear things from Pink and Abercrombie and so on. So did she. She had bleached blonde hair and her face  was caked in make up. She told me she liked my shoes while winking... Probably hinting we could share clothes.. I  mean, we could if I really wanted  to because she was really skinny and tall like I was but I mean, there was no way. I threw the note in the trash and ran upstairs to get unpacked. I had school tomorrow and of course, I came in the middle of the year. How convenient. I was going to be the new girl. The last  time I moved was when I moved from Ireland to England because of my parents. My dad lived in England and my mother was from Ireland. They were in love. I wish I could find love like they had. My mom moved to England to live with my dad when I was 3 years old and then had my little brother Nicholas was born 2 years later. Yes! I was almost done! I put the last of my clothes in the closet and took my suitcase and stuck it in the back of the closet. I picked my clothes that I was going to wear the next day and layed them out on my bed. The usual Pink leggings and purple v-neck. I had thanked my dad for picking a school which didn't require uniforms because well, my last school had them and I think clothes really show who you really are. "Oh God!  It's 8:30? Uh, feels like midnight." I said to myself while closing my closet and setting my alarm for 6:00AM. 


 "Fuck!" I said while throwing the blanket off my bed. I hit the snooze button as hard as I could. I didn't want to get up. 

 "Taylor, are you up?" my dad said while picking up the blanket off the floor and winking. He knew I was awake, he was just being his ignorant sarcastic self. 

 "What does it look like?" I said while getting up and walking to the bathroom. I took a well needed shower. I got out and tried to look really well put together. I looked pretty today for once. I didn't really try to impress anyone at my old school because all they wanted was to get in my pants. I have self respect. I had 30 minutes till I had to get to school. My dad showed me the way to the school yesterday and it mainly was really just one road to get there. I had to take it for 6 blocks then I would be there. I quickly put on my clothes and made my bed and slipped on my black UGGS and ran downstairs. Finally, my dad was alone and not with Lynn. "Hey dad!" I said while finding something I could eat. "Hey kid, shouldn't you be going?" he said while taking a look at his watch. "Oh shit! Right, I still had to find my classes and stuff! I quickly ate and kissed my dad on the cheek. "See ya later dad!" I yelled while grabbing my car keys. "See ya kid! Make sure you call your mom, she might want to know how you're doing!" He yelled back. Oh shit, I totally forgot. I got into my dads car and took off. 'Hey! It's Cathy Crosser, please leave a number, name and message and I'll get back to you as fast as I can!' Even my mom doesn't pay attention to me anymore.


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