I got to school, and waited with the whole rest of the highschool in the cafeteria. I met up with all my close friends again. There's Zayn, and his girlfriend, Perrie. Louis, and his girlfriend, Eleanor. Liam, and his girlfriend, Danielle. And there's us single pringles. Niall, Harry, and I.

We sat down, and talked about how great our Summer was. Boy do I miss summer. Suprisingly, I only hung out with the group one or two times. The rest was with Harry. I didnt do much, but lay around and watch the stars, or the sun go down with him. We both are very lazy, sooooit kinda worked out.

The bell rang for 1st hour.
"Do you want me to walk you to class?" Harry said, smiling his cheeky smile.
"Sure, why not?" I replied, getting lostin it.
We arrived at Mrs. Barton's English class. She has always been my favorite teacher. She is so comforting, and always knows the right thing to say. I swear, she should've been a counselor.

Lunch couldn't have come quick enough. Evey year we introduce ourselves to the same class of people. We are a very small town. We get new kids every once in a blue moon. The ones that have been here since kindergarten probably know everything there was ever to know about me. It just gets so old, at least I only got one year to go before i'm outta here.

Right now Louis was the only one at the lunch table.
"Hey Lou, where's Eleanor?"
"About that..."