I'm not a slut

(Diana)

I huffed and looked back at the teacher. "...The person to your left will be your partner on this project." she finished.

I gaped and slowly looked to my left. Harry. Of course it had to be cheeky ass Harry. Fuck my life. "So." I heard him whisper huskily. "Looks like we're partners." he smirked.

I internally groaned. I hate my life. I heard the bell ring and I rushed out the class before I could hear anything else.

I sighed softly when I got to my locker, I quickly pulled out some books and shut it. "Hey." I heard someone say.

I jumped and watched as my books tumbled to the floor. I sucked my teeth and bent down to pick them up.

There were barely any in my hand and they were mostly in Harry's. "What do you want Harry?" I asked, sighing.

"Look Diana, We're gonna be partners on this project for a while. I don't see why we can't be friends." He huffed.

I eyed him suspiciously. "Friends? What aren't you gonna hit me or make fun of me or something?" I asked unsure. He just shook his head and smiled, showing his dimples. "Okay." I said nodding.

Why shouldn't I give him a chance? Because he'll end up bullying with the rest of them. I heard the back of my mind seethe. I ignored it and continued on to my next class.

Notes

-Harry's_Only