After the tour with Harry, we walked to the office and he picked up his schedule.

"Let me see yours" he said rudely.

"Why?" I ask crossing my arms.

"So then you know when you can see my charming personality" he smirks as I scoff.

"I'm actually seriously good." I pause pushing him away from me slightly. "I don't know if you remember but we're not friends. So honestly I could give a rats ass where you'll be" I say walking out of the room and heading to my first period.

Now I haven't fully explained why I Hate Harry. When we were in grade school I had a crush on him. He was so cute and knew it.

I wasn't really the prettiest of girls then. I had frizzy hair, thick glasses, a unibrow, and a large gap between my teeth. He made fun of me but still I liked him for some reason.

One year for his birthday I got him a set of guitar picks because he loved to play guitar. When I gave them to him his friends laughed at me and then he laughed with them. He threw my gift on the ground and crushed it with his foot and pushed me into the lockers. Then one of his friends took my glasses off my face and started throwing them around until eventually one of them broke them in half. I couldn't see, and I got sent home early. Harry got suspended for it but his reign of terror didn't end there, but I swore never to let any guy control me or hurt me.

I won't let Harry hurt me again...

"Hey! Grace!" Sam my best friend says, knocking me out of my daze.

"What's up?" I say as she sits down.

"Did you know that Harry is back? Like oh my gosh didn't puberty serve him well" she gushes. "He's so gorgeous"

"Oh yeah. He totally makes me melt! Somebody please hold my hair back while I barf" I say sarcastically.

"Grace what happened between you guys is old news. I think it's time you just let it go" she shrugs.

"Honestly would you let it go if somebody stuffed your head in the toilet or locked you in your locker for years?" I huff.

"Okay maybe not" she shakes her head. "But have you looked at him? I mean come on Grace"

"Yeah Grace! Have you seen Styles! I'm sure your just drooling all over him!" One of his old friends Ben says.

"Oh Harry! Please just kiss me" another says.

"Alright. Everyone settle down!" My English teacher Mrs. Anderson says. "So for today you all will be paired up to discuss what happened in Hamlet-"

Just then, he walks in with the principal.

"You're late" Mrs. Anderson barks.

"Its okay Mrs. Anderson, Harry here was supposed to be taken here by his guide Ms.Winston. He said that she left him because she hated him" Principal Foster says.

What!

"I can't believe Grace didn't come for you! You are excused." Mrs. Anderson says. "Grace you are to see me after class so we can talk about how you treat a new student!"

"But Mrs. Anderson I-"

"Mrs. Anderson it's totally unnecessary.." Harry pauses. "She clearly just can't forgive the past. She is just troubled, don't punish her for something I did" he says as I gape.

Seriously I'm going to kick his-

"You're right Mr. Styles, take a seat" she smiles. The bloody bastard takes the seat directly behind me. "See why can't we all own up to our mistakes like Harry? Let's applaud him" she says as everyone claps.

"Hm what's wrong Gracie?" Harry whispers behind me.

"Nothing Harry. Absolutely nothing." I grit my teeth.

"Oh I think I hear a little bit of attitude in your tone" he says with a chuckle.

"What's that? I'm sorry I don't speak asshole" I turn around and squint my eyes.

"You just get so angry" he laughs.

"This is not funny" I roll my eyes.

"I think this is hilarious" he laughs.

"If you don't shut up I will kick your-" I grit my teeth.

"You will do what Ms. Winston?" Mrs. Anderson says, raising her eyebrows.

"That um.." I trail off and look back at Harry, who leans back on his chair chuckling.

"Well tell her" he laughs.

"Um that um" I try to think of an excuse. "That we would kick butt as partners today" I huff. "Harry says he knows Hamlet like the back of his hand...isn't that right Harry?" I say.

"What? Oh Hell no-" he says, until I step on his foot, hard. "I mean Yes! I uh love Shakespeare and his fantastic work and stuff" he says as I try to hold a laugh back.

"Great! Well I guess you two are partners then." She says and then picks everyone else's partners.

"Now the partners I've assigned will be for the rest of the year until we finish Hamlet. So start your assignment now" she says sitting down.

Me? Harry? Assignment? No Way.

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-ily xx