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*Shawn's POV*

"That's the third time this whole tour and we're only 3 days into it,"Andrew explains,"And it's the same song, dude you seriously need to get over her."

"GET OVER HER?"I start to yell but then lower my voice,"Have you ever even been in love before, Andrew?"I start to yell again. "NO YOU HAVEN'T! Get out of my head. I'll see you next tour."

"But-"He starts to explain before I hang up on him.

I start throwing my clothes in my bag. I'm going home no matter what anybody says. I have to have some piece of home. I've got to have a piece of her. If I don't, I think I just might go crazy. I get in my car and head to the airport.

*at the airport*

"Flight 25 for Toronto, Ontario, Canada, now boarding,"The announcer person announces. I give the person my ticket and board the plane. It's a long flight from Florida to Canada. Might as well sleep, I think to myself. I cant sleep so I think about our memories and everything that happened to us from the beginning...

*Flashback*

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My alarm goes off. I hit it, making it go silent. I look over at my nightstand checking the time. 7:20. Ughhhh! I'm about to be late, and on my first day! At this point, I'm relieved to know I'm a guy.

I pick out my clothes. A gray v-neck, a leather jacket, a dark pair of jeans, and black vans. I grab my things, including my phone. 

I get there in about ten minutes, pull into the parking lot, and rush into school. A half milsecond after I step into school, all eyes are on me. There are murmurs and whispers that are most likely pointed towards me. Why are they-ohhhh yeahhhh. I almost forgot I'm the new kid. well not the new kid, there's supposedly another one. Whether its a boy or a girl, I'm oblivious to. I check my schedule:

1st period-Mrs. Washington

Or in other words, all the way across the school. I start my long fast walk to my class. As I step in I see an old lady with an old lady afro (if you know what i mean) and old lady clothes. 

The old lady, whom I suspect to be Mrs. Washington, is writing something on the board. I look at whats to her back to find all the seats, except for a couple here and there, all filled up.

The old lady stops what shes doing on the board and looks at me. She smiles and puts the chalk down. She walks over to the front desk. "Well hello there, welcome to Melyona High School." She pauses while I smile back. "Well, are you gonna come in or just stand there?" I walk over to her as I hear giggles from the class. "I'm Ms. Washington. No I'm not married, it only says that in the schedule because I recently got divorced." She kindly smiles at me, a sort of reassuring smile."What is your name young man?"

"Oh-uh...um...my name is..." What is my name? Oh, yeah! "My name is Shawn Mendes." I give a big smile, realizing that the class was laughing and waiting.

"Well, My Name is Shawn Mendes," giggles from the class,"You may sit anywhere there is a free seat." She looks at the class,"If u have a free seat next to you, please raise your hand." About 3 hands go up.

I start walking down the isle. The first kid I see has his finger stuck up his nose so I move to the next one.

This one is snoring so, I move on.

The next one has piercings all over his pale face and dark lipstick. Creepy.

The last person is a girl. She has brown, blending to red as it goes down. Thats all i can see because shes bent over doing something. "May I please sit here?" I kindly ask her.

She looks up quickly, kinda like I startled her. "Hm? Oh yeah, sure."

Oh. My. God. She is gorgeous. She has really pretty green eyes. Plump lips. Soft skin. Long eyelashes. Freckles. She's perfect. She might have makeup on but she is still beautiful.

"Shawn? Hello? Anybody home?" I hear the teachers voice.
"Huh? Oh yeah, what'd you say?"

"I said yeah, sure," the beautiful girl gets back to what she was doing.

"About what?" I ask stupidly.

"That you can sit." I hear a giggle emanate from her. She has a really cute laugh, too.

"Oh. Okay. Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem."

I sit down as the class stops laughing and the teacher starts the lesson. I can tell that this is going to be a long year.

*End of Falshback*

I smile at the memory. I feel tears coming to my eyes so I close them and lean my head against the window.

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