That night I basically ate dinner and locked myself in my room, not wanting anything to do with my mother as she was pissing me off beyond her usual banters and I now laid in my bed watching youtube videos to pass the time with my homework already done. I didn't really bother on getting up to get myself a snack, like I said, I'm lazy as hell. In the middle of watching Kingsley I had it playing at a high volume almost missing the sounds of scratching against my door. I take my headphones off as there was a sudden silence hitting me until I heard the scraping against wood catching me off guard I tensed up instantly and remember every single horror movie I've watched and began to think about my actions before getting myself killed. The scratching coming from my door, I leaned over the edge of my bed to hear better when I tipped and fell over with a thud and smacking my body against the carpeted floor I ended up getting a rug burn on my elbow.

"Fuck!" I hiss as I stared at the red irritated skin on my arm but shushed myself before I could make anymore sounds if there was a murderer in the house. I felt my heart beat against my chest when the scratching happened again and I crawled over to my desk where I grabbed my umbrella leaning against it and held it up in a defense stance. I bit my lip in slight fear, anticipation and adrenaline. I knew better than the sound coming from my mom, and the fact that my bedroom lights were dimmed and my mother had long fallen asleep didn't help the process. I gripped the doorknob with a shaky breathe but growing a pair I finally opened the door and swung the umbrella down only to hear a hissing and yowl.

"I'm so fucking done with this damn cat" I forgot about the cat, my mom thought it to be a good idea to get a cat preferably black and white who irritated the shit out of me.

It looked up at me hissing before it ran off down the dimmed hall and descended the stairs before I could curse him out anymore not bothering to care if it looked weird to yell at a cat. I turn around shutting the room of my door just as a chill swept past and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion to find my drapes swishing about in the breeze that seeped into my room from the open window I don't recall ever being near let alone open. My mother probably had done it and I didn't notice till now with the midnight breeze.

I walked over, struggling at first but then shut it to find the room suddenly warm I turn back to my bed dropping myself back on top of my duvet. I pat at my bed attempting to find my phone and yelped when I fell over the edge to the floor the second time that night and laughed a little at my own stupidity. Sitting up I saw my phone sitting right on top of my desk, the little fuck. I swear there's a spirit messing with me.

That night I drowned out everything with Death of A Bachelor on repeat.

***

"Hey hoe, you know there's a new kid at the school?" I rolled my eyes as I slammed my locker shut when Toby told me this.

"As if I honestly care."

Today I woke up with a stick up my ass and a bad aura. I really did not want to leave the house cause I feel like something horrible is going to happen. I'm gonna bust my ass, start my period, get caught sleeping in class, rip my jeans, etc. The possibilities are endless with me.

"Woahhhh attitude much? Just so you know, me being me, I found out that he has like the exact same classes as you and who knows, he may be cuuute." Toby winked at me obnoxiously as we walked towards period 1.

"Right. I honestly don't have time for boys and besi---" I was cut off by a FUCKING DOOR IN MY FACE. My ass collided to the floor, I groaned in both annoyance and pain I wanted to punch whoever was the culprit.

"Oh wow. You shouldn't have been standing there. Take my hand" I blink a few times at first, just staring at his jean covered legs whilst he kept on speaking "I'm not trying to get detention on my first day at school." A muscular yet lean hand reached for me and as my vision cleared I saw

TO BE CONTINUED

Just kidding.

It was a green eyed boy with long brown hair. He was tall, like a giraffe, his face grimaced down at me before it curled into a grin that didn't look innocent the slightest as he reached out offering help

I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up incredibly quickly.

"What in the-" but he interrupted me before I could respond to his idiocy of slamming a door into me.

"I'm Harry." He looked at me expectingly, waiting for me to slip my name out I hesitantly did with irritation lacing my voice my ass still hurt from the surprisingly hard impact.

"Uh, Cara" he grinned.

"Do you mind-" he blocked my way and continue to speak interrupting me.

"For a minute there I almost thought you were mute, that would've been awkward" before I could retaliate as he was irritating me more by the second yet he strike me by surprise with his next sentence after taking a good look at me.

"I guess you're my guide for the next few months." He gave me a upturned smile and walked down the hall turning the corning leaving me in shock and slight anger staring at him.

"Oooh. He's cute-bit rude-You gonna suck his dick? If you won't I will." Toby whispered in my ear and started laughing I couldn't help it, she is just a interesting girl and never fails to make me laugh. The rest of my day actually was not so horrible. I avoided speaking to that Harry guy as much as possible but it was kind of hard when he followed me everywhere, speaking mindlessly to me (did he not understand I was ignoring him). The urge to slam a chair into his face was real.

I thought he was joking when he claimed I would be his guide but he really wasn't. In this one day he seems amused in teasing me whilst getting me into trouble once in math by throwing me under the bus for speaking during the lesson (that slick piece of shit he was).

Lunch was the most entertaining with him. I was sat with my two friends and eating, seeing them argue as usual over idiotic topics when a tray slammed beside me on the table making us all jump a bit in our seats. A smirk planted on his face where a perfect dimple indent beside it I resist the urge to poke at it considering he was pissing me off and I didn't want to destroy the wall I created between us that he obviously doesn't notice.

"Hello guide" but I must say that his accent contrasting with the deep raspy voice was infectious and alluring to the ear.

"Do you mind?" I snapped ignoring Matthew and Toby staring. Matthew in curiosity and Toby no doubt was having fun with this I wanted to smack the grin off her face.

"Not really" and he smiled innocently though I knew better than to believe it. He was probably known for smiling like that and then bullshitting people right after.

"So...are you going to introduce me to your new friend? You guys always leave me out of the loop." Matthew pointed at me with his fork accusingly.

I rolled my eyes for the twentieth time that day waving his question away.

"So it seems as if Cara is actually a real loner and it isn't just me that she obnoxiously ignores. I thought she was on her period or something too but I see it's just how she usually acts"

Can he just-

"Cara is in every single one of my classes so Principal Rodriguez decided that she would 'guide me to success' her words exactly. So now I am to follow Cara everywhere and she is supposed to give me advice." Harry finished off with his classic smirk that I really want to smack off his face.

Since when did the principal make me a babysitter to the new kid?

He just kept on and on, his ignorance was growing by the second along with his prick attitude I even caught Matthew glaring at him a few times. He stopped eating the minute Harry "unintentionally" insulted his All Time Low shirt .

I cannot believe that this new boy has the nerve, I have been so nice to him today. I haven't told him one smart comment today; that's a record broken for me. Me not talking to him was the best thing that could have happened to him today and before I could retaliate Toby beat me to it when she got up and slammed her palms against the table and yelled at him suddenly catching everyone's attention as me and Matthew watched in satisfaction and in embarrassment (the embarrassment part coming from my side more than his as he loudly said "go mah sista!" to her).

"What the fuck? Do NOT! I repeat, DO NOT talk about my best friends like that. I do not care how "hot" or "cute" you are or how big your ego is!" And she gestured to his manhood. "You decide to come all up in here with your fucking curls bouncing around acting all nice and shit then talk bullshit to my friends. But I can't hold my tongue so you're gonna get it, you entitled piece of shit. With your posh accent and fancy boots that probably cost more than my life combined like boi! What is that Gucci mah brother!-"

"Toby!" I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"You are still no better than her." By the end of her speech the entire cafeteria was sorta silent and Toby's face was beet red. He stood up with his arms up in surrender, a smirk began to curl onto his lips.

"Fine, I'll leave you guys alone" Harry got up and before leaving, he turned around and said, "I'll see you sooner than later...Cara Ava Lance." He walked out looking more smug and confident than when he came in. The crazy part is that he didn't seem affected by Toby's words at all but as if they were compliments to the ear when he smiled as she spoke and went to leave. I did not expect for all this to happen in a mere day and to be honest it didn't feel like a regular day to me, as though something were a bit off suddenly.Then a thought occurred to me, I barely spoke to him and yet:

How does he know my full name?

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Note from Aminata:

Are you guys liking the book so far?

I sure am enjoying writing it, especially the end. The title and cover are going to start making a lot more sense soon. Hopefully we'll start getting into the drama and all. :)