Change Me {h.s} complete

"Sometimes, you have to fight for what you want in this world."
I was normal, clever and innocent. He was strange, mental and dark. But it's like they always say, opposites attract


2. Chapter 2 Meeting the bad boy


"Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.William shakespeare (twelfith night)

I couldn't help but obsever this boy, he was late on the first day and he didn't even seem to care. He slouched into his chair and pulled faces at his friends. He even dared laugh at our teacher, The cuts on his arm however gave me the sense of something else. The sense that not everything was quite how it seemed.

The teacher coldly told him not to be late again before turning towards the board.

"Detetion, on the first day back Harry not good,".

"You say it like I care!" He replied bitterly.

She paused her pen hovering above the board from where she had started writing. She turned towards Harry a tight smile fixed on her face.

"And for that attitude Mr Styles you have detention tomorrow as well!"

Harry said nothing but he didn't argue b ack this time. With his hands crossed he pressed his head on the desk. The boy next to him with straight brown hair gave him a poke with his pen. Harry hesitated but eventually brought out his notebook.

"Got a pen?" He asked me.

"Um yes," I said handing him one of my new fountain pens.

Judging by the look on his face, he wasn't at all impressed.

"What's wrong with a biro, you are posh-"

"Harry Styles, if I ave tot ell you of one more time then you will spend every real time from now until eternity picking up rubbish."


 As she spoke Harry, raised his eyebrows at me and pulled a funny face making me giggle.

"Oh, so you find school funny do you Prue," she yelled making me jump.

"No miss," I muttered glaring at Harry trust him to get me into trouble in the first lesson.

"Well, see how funny you find it when you both clean out the storage cupboard in detention," she yelled handing me a slip.

I sighed, nice job Prue your first lesson on the first day and you've already got detention. I thought Harry might be feeling slightly bad for getting me into trouble, but instead he fixed me with a big fake smile.

Eventually, after what seemed like years, the bell went for morning break. I grabbed my bag, and tried to reach the door before Harry but he was already there.

"Hey Prue," he said eyeng me up and down.

"Thanks, for getting me detention," I huffed pushing past him and his mate and stomping down the corridor.

"Oh come on, it's not the end of the world," his mate replied pulling me to him.

"Oi stay off my girl, Louis," Harry yelled pushing me of Louis.

Where, they mocking me right now or something. I've just joined; a school and I already have two guys flirting with me this has to be a prank.

"What's your next lesson"? Louis asked swiping my timetable out of my bag.

He scanned through it, a look of hour on his face.

"You're taking, Physics, chemistry and biology, what the fucks wrong with you"? he asked.

"My Dad's making me," I sighed snatching it, from his hand.

Harry wrinkled his nose, and looked at me with those big green eyes. "Your Dad must be evil".

"Tell me about it," I muttered.




For the rest, of the day I couldn't concentrate on anything but Harry. Why the hell, was he flirting with me, the most unexciting girl on the planet?

My last lesson, before detention was Physics and I was partnered with this, Irish boy called Niall, who was a total ass hole.

"Oi poshy, saw Harry making eyes at you," he smirked, as we were doing some experiment.

"He wasn't," I snapped shuffling along the table.

He peered right over me, his blue eyes connecting with mine. "Bitch, Harry's a player, only thick losers like you do, anything stupid with someone like that".

I ignored him after that, he kept whispering insults in my ear, but I pretend not to hear them, he was such an evil ass.

Eventually, the bell rang for the end of the day. I made, my way over to the detention room, where Harry and a few other people were sitting.

"Hey poshy," Harry said as I walked into the room.

"Don't call me that, I've had enough insults, from that blond Irish boy, for today," I said sitting down at the table opposite as Harry was already sitting with some other boy, he had black hair in a quiff.

"Just ignore him," Harry shrugged.

"Don't worry, I did!" I said.

The boy next to Harry started looking me up and down as well. For god's sake, what is wrong with boys in this school?

"My friend, Liam's having a party tonight want to go"? He asked handing me a invite.

I scanned through it, it was all pretty normal apart from the dress code, sexy.

"Sexy, what sort of dress codes that"? I snapped.

He, was about to reply but at that moment the teacher walked in. He was, a bald tubby man in about his fifties. He glared, at us all before walking over to his desk.

"You will, all sit here in silence for an hour," he yelled scanning his list "Apart from Harry and Prudence who, will clean out the games cupboard".

There was a chorus of ohh's as Harry and I left the room and got to the cupboard. He opened it, and a mountain of dirt flew out, great thanks to Harry we both got extra punishment.


"How come, we have to clean the cupboard," I moaned as I started rummaging through the pile of things.


"Because, Mrs Evans our tutor, is evil," he replied grabbing a dust pan and brush.

I groaned, this was going to be a long afternoon.

After, an hour of cleaning detention was finally over.

"See you tonight at Liam's party," he said as we went to pick up our bags.

"Where is it"? I asked.

"I'll pick you up at 8," he winked.

I was about, to protest but he was already gone. I sighed and left the building, this was going to be a rollercoaster, year.



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