chemistry

"Sorry, what's your name again?" the school-officer lady asked. "Michelle, Michelle Marins" I answered. Ofcourse she didn't know my name, no-one did. You know in movies where there's the popular ones, their minions, and the losers? well I turned out to be one of the losers. "Well ms. Marins, here's your shcedule for the next year" she said, with a big smile planted on her face. I quikly returned the smile. It was my last year of high-school. Thank god. I walked down the hallway, on my way to my locker as I saw him: Harry Styles, my crush. Every-ones crush. But ofcourse he had a girlfriend. Hallie Evans, the most popular girl in school. He walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead.

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1. chemistry

"Sorry, what's your name again?" the school-officer lady asked. 

"Michelle, Michelle Marins" I answered.  

 Of course she didn't know my name, no-one did. You know in movies where there's the popular ones, their minions, and the losers? well I turned out to be one of the losers.

"Well ms. Marins, here's your schedule for the next year" she said, with a big smile planted on her face. 

 I quickly returned the smile. It was my last year of high-school. Thank god. I walked down the  hallway, on my way to my locker as I saw him: Harry Styles, my crush. Every-ones crush. But  ofcourse he had a girlfriend. Hallie Evans, the most popular girl in school. He walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead. 

 

"Hey babe" He said. 

 

Not because I listened... Well maybe I did, but just a little bit. 

 

"Hey Harry" She said, as she immediatly kissed him on the mouth. 

 

 I just stood there and stared. A little bit awkward. 

 

"I missed you" He said after breaking the kiss.  

 

I need to say I got a little bit jealous, so I walked over to my locker. I was so exited to see my friends! who am i kidding I don't have any friends in school. 

 

But I was actually friends with Harrys sister Gemma. She was 3 years older than me. 

 

I opened my locker and took my science book and went to class. 

 

"Hello everybody!" Mr. James said very exited. 

 

"Today you will get your new lab partners!" He said, again very (very) exited. 

 

God please let me get a good one. Please.

 

Last year I got Alli Martin, one of Hallie's minions. She don't even know how many planets there are in the

solarsystem, ughh. 

 

Five pairs were already combined, so three left. 

 

"Ms. Marin and..." He said and paused for like ten seconds. 

 

"Please just tell me my partner" I begged. 

 

He glared at me.

 

"And mr. Styles" He finally finished. 

 

I looked at Harry to see his reaction. A weak mumbling, but besides from that nothing. 

The other two pairs had been sat together, while I was in my 'Harry Styles' dream world. 

 

"Please take a seat next to your partner" Mr. James said. 

 

Harry was staring at me, while he walked all the over to the corner, where I sat alone. He didn't take an eye off me. It was kinda creepy yo be honest. The curly hair bounced when he walked and his half-tan skin was perf... STOP Michelle. Don't fall in love with someone, you don't even have a little bit chance with. 

 

"Hi Harry" I said nervously, when he sat down, on the empty seat next to me.

 

"Hi Michelle" Harry said with a cheeky smile on his face. 

 

"Hi… again" I replied still nervous. 

 

He laughed. Weird. It weren’t even funny at all.

 

“So what do you wanna do?” I asked Harry.

 

“I don’t know” he replied. “You are the one who is good at this shit”

 

“Well thanks…” I paused. “I think…”

 

Harry laughed once again. So I were funny?

 

Harry and I chatted until the class was over. And no, we didn't talk about chemistry once (except from our chemistry *wink wink*). I actually had my first real friend. Besides Gemma. So I had my first real friend in school. I were so happy, and I had bubbles in my stomach. I knew, that I were going fall for Harry, but it was worth it. I knew it was worth it.

 

 

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