2. Chapter 1
School was about the start again! I absolutely hate it. With all the snobby plastics and the jocks, it was completely stupid. I think all the classes are pointless, but that's why I ditch. Anyway, I woke up this morning to my brother, Niall, singing. I wish I could punch his damn face in sometimes. Once I got up, I showered and changed into this:( http://www.polyvore.com/jessica_horan_chapter_movellas/set?id=110762677 ) because I could care less about what I was wearing. I walked downstairs to grab something to eat, but there was nothing so, I left for school. I hopped on the bus to realize it was full. "Fuck" I whispered under my breath. I had to take a seat next to a creepy ass lookin person. He had tattoos and piercings... A lot of them too. Maybe I could get used to him, but I don't know.
We arrived at the school and I got off the bus as quickly as I could. I walked inside to an empty school so, yay for that. I walked up to the forth floor where my locker is. I saw the creepy guy walking towards me. Or at least... I thought he was. "Why are you following me?!" I asked sternly. "My locker is numer 4064. Why did you think I was following you?! I don't even know you!" He sounded just as stern as I did. "Sorry, for not knowing," note the sarcasm. "You know, you're starting to make yourself sound like a bitch, no offense!" He was kinda rude. I know I was too though so, I can't complain. "Who are you anyway? You kinda look like a faggot. No offense," I decided to say that, well, because he does. "The name's Styles, Edward Styles." Now I kinda realized who he was. "More like James Bond!" I responded. "Whatever. Do I get to know your name?" He questioned. "You will soon enough Styles. You will soon enough..." And with that, I closed my locker and walked away, leaving him there with a confused look on his face.