A/N I got another request *cough* I hate you Maggie *cough* She wanted ot be in THIS ONE TOO ..! -_- but don't worry she ain't dating Niall ;)

Dumb

Stupid

Asshole

Worthless

Shit-bag

Douche

Cunt

Dick

All those words that broke me apart...hard to believe huh...? Now I'm all the way in London, standing in front of my bathroom mirror at two hours till midnight. I couldn't get this feeling off my chest, like I needed to prepare or something. Strange...I never cared about my appearance until now. I just wanted a new life. My old one sucked, coming home with black eyes and broken parts almost everyday wasn't the best. But I was willing to change that. No one from here knows my history of being a nerd, and decided to start a new life now. Unfortunantly with the glasses. I can't see without those nerd-style glasses no matter what.

"New school, new you..." I said to myself, "Come on Niall, this is your year. Don't let your inner nerd ruin it."

Running my hand through my hair I realized it felt like sand. So I stuck my head in the shower and got my hair soaking wet.

"NIALL!" someone shouted behind me and pulled my head out of the shower. And slapping me.

"HEY! What the hell!?" I asked holding my cheek.

"Sorry..." my mum said shutting off the shower, "I thought you were..."

"Aw mum you know I wouldn't!" I said. Yes, I tried to kill myself by drowning in ice cold water. I guess I had just been sick of life, wanting it to be over.

"And Niall? Don't swear." my mum said shutting my room door.

Drying my hair with a towel I pulled out some simple pajama bottoms, and a t-shirt that said AC/DC. As I was pulling my PJ's on I heard the doorbell ring. Knowing my mum was fast asleep by now I ran to get the door without a shirt. Probably the mailman anyway...

"Hello?" I said opening the door.

"Oh um..." I saw a girl, my age looking down at my feet.

"Hi..." she whispered.

"Hi?" I asked confused.

"Um...I'm y-your new neighbor...just wanted to welcome you..." she said.

"Thanks...? You...too?" I said still phased.

"...Bye!" she ran away faster than I could blink.

"Okay..." I mumbled to myself as I shut the door. If the people in my neighborhood were weird, then I was definitely afraid to go to school!

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"Bye Niall!" my mum shouted as I walked out the door. I waved back getting a tight grasp onto my bag. Putting it onto the back of my motorcycle, I started it up and sped away from my house. My mom wanted me to have a different experience for my senior year, so when we moved she got me a motorcycle. A nice black one actually. I was so thankful when she had done it that I gave her the best birthday present she could ask for from me.

But I'm not telling...it's my secret.

Soon I had pulled into the school, and everyone was looking at me. Scanning the parking lot I realized why; I was the only one who had a motorcycle. 1 point for Niall.

Getting off the vehicle and taking off my helmet, I pulled my bag off the backseat and ran towards the school hearing the bell. I never liked to be late. Punctuality was a pet peeve of mine.

"Mr. Horan!" a teacher said.

"Sorry I'm late!" I said.

"But Mr. Horan you don't even have your schedule yet." she said. Opps...forgot I wasn't a student here...

"Here you go." she said, "Ask a student for help if you need it."

I gave my thanks to the teacher, told her to call me Niall and not Mr. Horan, and went in search of RM 606-12.

"Excuse me do you know where RM 606-12 is?" I asked a guy fixing my glasses.

"Woah dude are those real?" the big guy asked motioning to my glasses.

"N-No...just wore 'em for fun..." I lied.

"Well that's really cool." the guy said grabbing my hand, "I'm Kevin, you?"

"N-Niall..." I said looking down. Why do I stutter so much? It's actually quite annoying. My doctor said I'm prone to doing that a lot.

"Nice to meet you Nail." he said.

"No...Niall." I corrected him.

"Whatever you say Miall." he said slapping my back, "Now you're in the same class as me right now so let's GO!"

"Yeah..." I muttered adjusting my glasses so they'd stay on.

"Where'd you come from...oh I need your last name."

"Why?" I pondered.

"Because all the popular guys address each other by their last names." he answered nonchalantly. He's popular?! This year might actually be good! No more beatings and teasing!

"Really? W-Well then it's Horan." I said grinning.

"Dude you have braces?" Kevin muttered. I instantly became red and looked down.

"I'm getting thom offh in a couphle monfs." I said covering my mouth.

"Hey it's cool man, no hatin'!" Kevin said throwing his arm around my shoulder in a friendly way, "Now here's RM 606-12, also known as algebra."

Hearing him groan I could tell no one here liked algebra. But sadly that's my favorite subject...oh well, that's going to change.

"You know...gym is more my thing..." he said.

"Me t-too..." I lied. Again.

"You stutter a lot man..." he said opening the classroom door.

"SORRY I'M LATE MRS. MASTURBATION!" he shouted as the entire class laughed. I stood outside of the door unaware of what to do. No one was even looking at me...

"Mr. Hawkin I said three times already my name is Mrs. Malanjatia." she said. Suddenly she turned to me.

"Oh Mr. Hawkin we have a new student!"

"Yeah...Jiall." he said. That caused the entire class to howl in laughter as I looked down, adjusting my glasses for the third time.

"Um...t-that's not my name..." I muttered embarrassed.

"Then what is it?"

"It's Niall. Niall Horan." I said finally looking up.

"Well it's very nice to meet you." Mrs. I Forget Her Name said, "Why don't you sit next to Mary? Mary raise your hand?"

No one did.

"Mary?"

Silence.

"MARY!"

"Huh?!" a girl fell from her chair in the far back of the classroom, her phone flying from her lap, headphones connected. That's the same girl that was at my door last night...

"Mary, hand it over." the teacher said holding out her hand. 'Mary' got up and gave Mrs. I Need To Learn Her Name her iPhone5. 

"No music in class."

Mary gave her a slight nod and walked to her seat quickly.

Then suddenly my phone rang.

"Mr. Horan?!"

A bunch of "ooo's" came from the back of the classroom as Mrs. WHAT IS HER NAME told me to hand over my phone.

"You and Mary can see me after class for your...very identical phones..."

We both had white iPhone5's.

"Now sit next to Mary in the back."

As I headed over to my seat Mary's head got deeper and deeper into the book each step I took. Once I sat down she had the book sitting up on the desk like a shield. This was going to be a long day...

~~~After Class~~~

"Please...no phones." the teacher said as she dismissed Mary and I.

"Niall!" Kevin motioned for me to come over. All his friends seemed to be there

"Hi..." I said looking down.

"Dude take off the fake glasses." one of the guys said. I quickly whipped them off my face, rubbing my eyes. I was practically blind without them.

"Okay Niall, you've seen algebra, and you missed the other four classes, but this, this my friend is the challenge.

Kevin lightly pushed me to the double-doors and I opened them.

"The cafeteria."

I wonder what's so scary about a cafeteria...maybe it's the food like aways -.- anyway I was hoing...could I get some feedback? Yes? No? Pancakes?

~xx Stylelator