Chapter 1: Chapter One: Who do you think you're talking too?
Harry's POV
Ring! Ring! Ring!
My alarm rang loudly.
Why did such a thing as mornings exist?
"Harry, get up! You're already late for school." My mother called from downstairs.
How was I already late for school when my alarm just went off.
I picked up my phone and saw that it kept snoozing and I had slept through it.
A normal person would be rushing to get to school early but not me. It wasn't unusual for me to be late to school, they'd probably give me like detention which I probably will not even go for.
I dragged myself out of bed and went into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and smirked. Even after waking so early in the morning, I still look gorgeous.
I took my toothbrush and squeezed some toothpaste on it then I brushed my teeth. After which I took my bath and was out of the bathroom in ten minutes.
I used my hair dryer to dry my hair and then went to my closet to pick out my clothes.
I decided of a dark blue t-shirt, black skinny jeans, black combat boots and of course, a black leather jacket.
Leather jackets were my life, I had them in different styles and colors.
I brushed my hair and out my dark shades into in.
I didn't even need to look at the mirror to know I was perfect. I already knew but I still looked anyways because I liked to look at my perfect face.
"You do realize you are already ten minutes late for school, right?" My mother asked after I came downstairs to the kitchen and was about to to start eating breakfast.
"I know. But I'll deal with the detention, later." I said in a very nonchalant tone.
"I can't wait till your 'bad boy' phase is over. Now get up and get going. You can eat in school."
I groaned loudly and said, "Fine. I'll see you later. Love you." I pecked her cheek and left.
Since my Dad abandoned us when I was twelve, it has just been me and my mom. So we are pretty close. She is the only woman I have ever loved. Aside from that, I think falling in love is for suckers. I mean, my mom was in love with my Dad and when he left, she acted like the whole world didn't matter. I thought she'd actually kill herself. She was his slave even after he wasn't around anymore.
And I will not be subject to That kind of heart break.
I got on my motorcycle and drove out of the driveway before my mom could come out and tell me to take my car instead. She didn't approve of me having a bike because according to her it was too dangerous but I had spent a lot of time working and saving to buy it and nothing she would say will make me get rid of it.
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I was just entering school when the bell for first period was ringing. I forgot that they had their stupid assembly on Mondays. Thank God I dodged that bullet.
While everyone was rushing to class, I went to my locker to pick my books for first period. I was already late, no need to rush anymore.
"Mr. Styles. Get to class now." The principal, Mr. Bradford said.
"Don't worry, Bee. I was already going." I said with a smirk on my face.
"First of all, don't call me 'Bee' again. Secondly, you have detention for two hours today. I hour for being late and another hour for calling me 'Bee'." He said. I had to stop myself from laughing at the big vein that was popping out of his forehead.
"Good to see that you finally made it to class, Mr. Styles. I suppose you already got your detention?" Mr. McGregor, my Literature teacher asked me without taking his eyes off the board.
"You got that right, glasses." I answered his before taking my seat.
"I have told you once and I will tell you again that your name calling is not appreciated." He told me with a stern look on his face that didn't even move me.
I call him glasses because he has this pair of glasses that look like they were sent to him from an eye doctor from 1975.
"Where were you?" One of my best mates Niall whispered to me.
Niall and I have been friends since we were six but we were direct opposites. He was a follow the rules kind of lad and I was a rules don't matter kind of guy.
"I over slept."
"As usual. And Mr. Bradford gave you detention that you are not going to attend, right?" He asked knowingly.
I looked at him with a smile on my face and placed my hand on my chest.
"Oh, how well you know me." I said.
He just rolled his eyes in response and turned to look at teacher again.
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It was after third period and I was on my way to lunch when I bumped into someone or they bumped into me.
"Hey, watch were you're going!" The person said with irritation in her voice.
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to like that?" I asked the anger evident in my voice.
She got up after picking her books and that's when I got a good look at her face.
She was definitely new here because I had never seen her in school before, that or I never cared to notice.
She was a pretty girl, she was 5,4. She had big green eyes and back length, brown hair but she looked angry.
"I don't care who I am talking to. You bumped into me and you owe me an apology!" She said.
I couldn't help it, I started to laugh uncontrollable.
"Are you mental. You will never get an apology from me. You must be new here and I suggest you get someone to brief you on what goes on here and tell you who runs this place."
I told her sternly and walked away.