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Wanted Love

Chapter One - First Day of Class


Ugh...I groaned as I pulled out the covers on me. I tiredly jumped out of my bed and faced the mirror then smiled. Believe me, I do it every morning when I wake up. Many say it helps you stay young. I can't agree more... Right. Its the first day of Sophomore highschool and it'll be the same usual day for me, you go to school, discuss lessons, study, answer some questions, spend time with friends then you go home after dismissal time. But I was looking for something though......"Love". I went downstairs to eat breakfast, when I saw my mom still frying some pancakes.

"That smells good, mom." I said. She looked at me and smiled.

"Darling its your first day of school so, I think it'd be best to have something delicious for your start." she said.

"Why don't you cook it everyday? Please..." I begged with a pouting face. she laughed softly.

"No. I can't allow that. Pancakes are just really for snacks and your supposed to have a diet with vegetables everyday." she said.

To be honest, I'm really grateful to mom for persuading me to eat vegetables often. It had helped me well in my body shape too. And it even cleared out my pimples and dirt on my skin. Now I've got a healthy young fair skin. My classmates even asked me what my secret is but they wouldn't even believe me whenever I tell me its because of the veggies.

"Its so sweet." I said.

"What do you expect them to be anyway?" she teased. I smiled.

"By the way, don't forget to pay the money to your carpool driver okay?" she reminded. I nodded.

I finished eating my breakfast and took a bath after. When my carpool arrived, I sat inside and stared outside car. The cool air made me feel more energetic.

"Got anymore news for the day, Winter?" my carpool mate and at the same time, my friend, Regine asked.

"Um, lets just say I'm not in the mood to talk right now." I replied.

"Fine, if you want." she said.

I'm not anti social. But I'm just really that type of person who talks whenever I want or needed to. I gazed back outside the car and recalled the memories I had with our family dog, who just died last week. I sadly mourned for her death that time. She had been a really great friend and company to me whenever I'm alone or lonely. When we arrived at school, I paid the money to our driver and said "bye" to him. Regine and me went upstairs and separated our ways for her classroom was still a floor above mine. I walked to the hallway filled with students chatting, laughing and hugging each other. I searched for my name on the list of each room, and I found out I belonged to section "Blue". I sighed and took a step inside the room. Their were already some students inside. Mostly, nervous looking. "I wonder who our teacher is.." I thought as I scanned the room. Then a tall woman with short brown hair stepped inside. Obviously, she was our teacher.

"Good Morning Class." she calmly announced.

"Good Morning". I replied with the other students.

"I'm Mrs. Ericka Manroe, and I'm your class adviser." she said. I nodded my head slowly. she seems good but strict. "Now, I'll be asking each of our names and you will be introducing yourselves to everyone." she ordered. We all nodded. "Good." she paused and looked around. "Let's start with....the girl at the back." she said, gesturing at me. I raised a hand pointing at myself, asking her if she meant me. And she nodded. I cleared my throat and just when I was about to speak, a voice interrupted.

"Excuse me everyone! I apologize for being terribly late! May I come in, please?" he asked. I couldn't see the person though, he was outside.

"Yes you may. But you should've gotten earlier since its the first day of school, dear. Please come in." Mrs. Manroe said.

Then the boy went in. And in that moment, I gasped. Even the other girls in my class looked amazed. He was totally cute. I gulped down my saliva, feeling nervous. I shouldn't embarrass myself to this boy....he's just so cute!

"Okay. sorry for the interruption dear, you may continue." Mrs. Manroe said. I cleared my throat once again.

"I'm Winter Kate Laptonne and I'm thirteen years old." I said. Mrs. Manroe nodded.

"All right. Next please." she gestured to the girl beside me. she's so pretty. she has this long curly brown hair. The introduction began to continue as I listened. And when it was finally that cute boy's time, I flinched and was "all ears."

"I'm Harry Edward Styles and I'm fourteen years old." he said. Wow...so Harry is his name eh? Better add him on facebook later. I thought happily.

Mrs. Manroe thanked us all for the introduction and directly turned us to groups. It was for our class groups whenever we have some group activities. I was placed with a group of some really silent girls. There was a single boy and I think he's this silent type too. Maybe I could get along with them....I watched as our teacher thought where she would place Harry, who was now looking nervous.

"Mr. Styles, please stay at that group". she said, pointing at us. Harry nodded and walked slowly to us. He then smiled at us and I smiled back at him. The girls in our group didn't seem to have fallen for his charm. But I can see those other girls in the other groups staring at him, giggling and blushing.

"Now that your in groups, I wanted each of the group to sing a song for the class." she ordered.

"A song? I'm not so good with singing guys.." one of my groupmate, Nicole whispered.

"You don't really need to be a good singer for that." I corrected her. she still looks uneasy.

"You can choose any song you like. But make sure everyone would agree to it and you all should know the songs lyrics and tune well. Once you sang it here, no lyrics are allowed to be read." Mrs. Manroe warned.

"All right. So, any ideas guys?" Dawn asked us. we shook our heads but Harry didn't.

"I think I've got one.Just a suggestion though....its called "The Girl of my Best Friend" by Elvis Presley. he said. I was relieved. I knew that song well.

"Okay. I know that too. So um, anyone disagrees? Please don't be scared to hesitate." Dawn said. No one spoke and each of us just glanced at each other, so we decided on it.

"Is everyone really fine with it?" Harry asked. Oh gosh...he's so confident, unlike me. All of us shook our heads. he nodded.

"Attention class! Mrs. Manroe announced. "Please also give me a list of the group members and hand the paper to me after." she said.

"Let Winter write! trust me, she has an awesome penmanship. Nicole suggested. I blushed. Harry was now looking at me kindly.

"Yeah! I'm one of those witnesses!" Lady added. I smiled at them.

"I guess its settled then. Please write it here, Winter." Dawn said, giving me a pen and paper. As I wrote, I tried my best to write naturally and carefully. I could even feel eyes on me, especially Harry.

"Here." I shyly said. Dawn grabbed the paper and gave it to Mrs. Manroe.

"You really have a nice penmanship!" Harry complimented. I smiled and blushed a bit.

"Thanks. A lot tells me that but I don't really think I'm good enough though." I said. He frowned.

"But your really good. Your so lucky to have such an amazing talent." he said. I felt myself blushed even more.

I laughed. "Thank You really, anyways." I said. (Aww, please stop giving me mushy comments, cause your absolutely taking my breath...) I thought. He smiled.

Dawn came back and grabbed her paper and pen again. "So, could anyone volunteer to print the song?" she asked, raising and shaking a hand.

"I could." I offered. she looked at me, shifting her glasses.

"Okay." she said and wrote my name on the paper.

"I suggest we practice everytime we have our break." Nicole said.

We all agreed and were done with the discussion. Mrs. Manroe asked us to have our song printed right tomorrow then. I was assigned so I wrote the reminder on my assignment notebook. During Lunch Break, I ate with Nicole, Dawn, Lady, Olive, Pearl and Anne. We chatted on some things we had in common and laughed at each others jokes. They were so nice to know. Then unexpectedly, I bumped at Harry and I felt very guilty for he was carrying a juice.

"Oh my gosh! I'm very, very sorry!" I told him, surprised.

"Oh no, no its fine. I'm all right Winter. No need to apologize." he said. I frowned.

"But still...."I said. He laughed a bit.

"I guess I gotta go then, see ya!" he said and walked back inside the room.

I sighed and went to the comfort room. While I was doing my business inside one of the cubicles, I heard something. I was very curious that it won me over to listen.

"That boy was so cute and charming!" one said.

"True! His name is Harry Edward Styles, right?" another asked.

"Yeah!" the first said.

"You know, you two should stop hoping if ever you wanted him. Cause he got this girl in our class whom he's really close with. She feels him too much. A new voice interrupted.

I knew she meant me. When I heard that, I felt a bit angry but nervous at the same time. "What if they ruin me just because I seem close with him? And were not close at all! We were just talking...this girl should stop spilling out rubbish talk." I thought. When they had gone, I creeped out. shocked.

Notes

I will be updating the next chapter today! Thank You for reading my story and I hope you enjoyed! :D

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