It All Became Too Much (Complete)

"I didn't think that it was possible for things to get so out of hand."

When you move to a completely different place and you are in highschool, it is a new brainer that you will do all that you can to make friends. My case? I heard that Harry Styles was a player, one of the girls that I first met, my friend told me that he broke her heart for some cheerleader then left her too.
They wanted me to break his heart by making him like me then blow him off but how could I even get him to notice me? By becoming close to his brother Marcel. It couldn't be bad could it?

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I looked down at the paper that held my schedule, at the bottom the numbers 15-38-20 were written in purple pen by the lady behind the front desk in the front desk, my locker combination. I repeated the number 245 in my head over and over so I wouldn't forget my locker number. When I reached my locker I let the number go sure that I would remember where it was it was the locker right beside the locker with writing all over it. I laughed lightly to myself seeing a few harsh words written there. Probably some skater boy.

I twisted in my locker combination and that my school books had been placed here kindly by who I am guessing was the school. I pulled off my jacket resting it in my locker and picked up the books for my first two classes, Biology and Drama. I took notice in the fact that there wasn't a book in my locker for drama only a shakespeare book that I figured was for the class.

"Hello," A voice said distracting me. I looked up to see a girl with dark hair and bright blue eyes smiling at me. "You must be new hear, well either that or I never noticed that I had a locker neighbor." She said.

"Yeah, I'm new. Today is my first day." I said giving her a sweet smile as I gently closed my locker. I hated the sound of slamming lockers but I couldn't stop everyone from doing it, only myself.

"My name is Harley, What's yours?" She asked me picking up her books for class too. I noticed that she picked up the same shakespeare book that I had making me smile softly.

"Oh, I'm Stella. Do you have drama next?" I asked her curiously making her smile.

"How did you know?" She asked me, I held up my book showing her that we had the same one and she nodded softly. "Well we can walk together, I am just waiting for Kendall to hurry up and get here already. She is always running a little late from-"

"I am not always late." A shorter girl said coming towards us, she had bright eyes too but her hair wasn't dark she had curly strawberry blonde hair that fell to her back. She turned to look at me and smiled softly. "You must be new right?" She asked me, I guess I was going to be getting this a lot today. "I'm Kendall." She said holding out her hand.

I shook her hand gently and nodded with a smile. "Yes, I'm Stella." I said softly.

 

When we reached the Drama room we all took seats beside eachother talking before the teacher came in and until the bell was to ring. I told them about America and they told me about the sights they would take me to see around here.

When the bell finally rang the teacher came in and explained that we will be beginning to look at shakespeare since it will be the schools play this year, which I don't intend on participating in. The lesson was distrupted when a boy walked in looking directly at the teacher. "Listen, I am really sorry for being late." He said holding his hands up. "Car trouble, can you please just let me get by this once?" He asked the teacher looked at him for a moment before turning back to the lesson. He had gotten lucky.

He had to sit next to Kendall who moved her chair closer to me, I was confused so I looked up from my book in my lap to her. "Whats wrong?" I whispered confused.

"I don't want to sit close to him." She whispered back, he hadn't seemed to take notice in our conversation.

"Why not?" I asked confused but she had quickly looked back at her book telling me that the teacher was looking in our direction and I pretended to be leaning over to pick up a pen.  The rest of the class period was quiet between us all.

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