"Give it a rest Annabelle. You will never meet him, seriously shut up." said my so called "best friend". I am holding a picture of Harry Styles in the palm of my hand, smiling like a complete idiot. "You know what, whatever. You'll see someday." I said as I closed my hand around the picture and I walked toward the exit of the school.
As I started to open my car door, someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned around fast ready to hit someone but it was just Lucas. Lucas is the guy in my Spanish II class. "What do you want Lucas?" I said in a very harsh tone. He looked at me for a second then asked "Do you have the homework assignment written down? I left mine back-" I stopped him then handed him the assignment, "Here". He walked off and I got in my 2012 Kia Soul Hatchback. I pulled out of the school parking lot and took a left.
As I was stopped at a red light, a bunch of girls started running after this black suburban. What was that about? The light turned green and I just went on home. As I pulled into my driveway, my neighbor comes running out and is jumping up and down. "What now, Caroline?" I was wondering what story she has made up today. "Harr-Harry Sty-Styles is, is in town!" She said. I looked at her in disbelief and she knew that I wasn't buying it. "Fine. Don't believe me, but when I meet him, I'll be able to say I told you so." Caroline then ran back inside.
Harry Styles? From One Direction? No way. I have been fangirling over him since he was on TV. There is no way he would come here, out of all places. I got out of my car and grabbed my book bag and headed inside. I sat my keys down on the counter and headed downstairs to my room. I got out my homework and realized I left my geometry book at school. I then got up, grabbed my keys, and was heading back to school.