Where Did You Lose Your Happiness?

Harry's POV



"Take a seat!" Mrs. Fitz shouts starting the class.

I heard Shes an old teacher here. She teaches English all grades, but I also know that everyone hates her because she's pure evil. Always yelling and angry at everyone and everything. Once I heard that she frowned so much that her face got stuck like that for a bit. But then again rumours start very easily.

"Wherever you sit will be your permanent seat until I choose otherwise. " she grouches and looks down at the attendance sheet in her hands, soon she starts calling out names.

"Harry Styles." She announces

"Here." I reply with a sigh. I already know I'm going to hate this class. After a few more names she calls out a name that catches my attention.

"Angelina Velloz." I turn my head to look for the girl I saw earlier but there was no sight of her.

"Angelina Velloz?" She repeats and silence follows .

"Absent." The teacher mumbles to herself.

I feel slightly disappointed that she wasn't here. Or maybe that's a different Angelina ? I don't know but I had the urge to find out more about that mysterious girl from earlier.

"Okay class we will be reading the crucible." Mrs. Fitz announces and its followed by numerous groans throughout the classroom .

Just as she was about to speak the door opens and in walks Angelina with a school campus security gripping a piece of her shirt from the back.

"This is Angelina Velloz she is supposed to be in this class." The man announces and gives Angelina a shove so that she's in the front of the class.

"Thank you Will." Mrs.Fitz smiles at him and he replies with a small nod of his bald head and walks out the door.

"I heard you were back." Mrs.Fitz mumbles ,

"Take a seat Velloz." She grumbles turning away from the odd girl.

"Whatever." Angelina grouches and walks to the back of the class and takes an empty desk. I turn my head around to observe get for a bit.

She has dark green eyes with a hint of brown, her forehead has a few wrinkles laced on it showing her frustration. Her eyes then locked on mine but this time I didn't turn away. I kept gazing in her eyes trying to read her expression but she doesn't have any. It's just blank.

"What?" She says narrowing her eyes at me and I shake my head.

"Nothing." I respond and turn back around facing the front.

"Ms. Velloz do we have a problem." Mrs. Fitz asks with an exasperated sigh.

"Besides being in your class? No." Angelina bites back.

"Oh I get it you want to look cool in front of your fellow students. Well news flash honey, a nasty attitude doesn't make you look cool just annoying." Mrs. Fitz says with a smile playing at her lips. I look back at Angelina to see her form a bigger, menacing smile as she replies with,

"You want to talk about News Flashes? well here's one for you. You're just a bitter old woman who cries at night stuffing her face with cookies asking why her husband left her for the much more younger, prettier maid. There's your news flash Honey." Sending a wink at Mrs. Fitz.

I turn back to look at my teacher who's face turned bright red and her quivering mouth. Something snapped on her and she ran out of the class with tears streaming down her face.

"You're a bitch! That wasn't even funny it was just plain mean!" A girl stands up yelling at Angelina but her only response is laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" The girl gets frustrated and stomps her foot.

"I find it hilarious that you think you can talk to me." Angelina chuckles. And in a split second she becomes face to face with the girl who spoke up to her, complete seriousness in her eyes.

"You do not speak to me unless I say you can speak to me do you understand. I don't give a fuck about that teacher or what she says so what makes you think I give a fuck about what you say? Huh? That's what I thought now speak to me again and I promise you that you'll regret even making eye contact with me. Do you understand." Angelina says harshly in the poor girls ear. She answers with a weak nod and sits down with tears pricking her eyes.

I look over at Angelinas face and again, nothing no feelings expressed.

Why is is she so angry? I thought as she went back to her sit and kicked up her feet showing she gave no care about what just happened.

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