Love/Hate

Hayden' s P.O.V.

Today is the first day at different high school and I couldn't be more freaked. See, I moved to London from Florida because my dad got a new job here and whatever, so the whole family had to move. I got dressed and headed downstairs. Mom was sitting on the couch watching the news. She turned it off and looked at me.

"Ready?"

"Yeah." She got up and walked over to the door. I flung my bag over my shoulder and we headed out. We got in her car and she started the engine. She pulled out of the driveway and drove off.

*Skip car ride*

We pulled in front of my new school and she turned off the car. "You nervous?"

"A little."

"Don't worry, you'll have friends in no time." We climbed out the car and walked inside the front entrance. The halls were empty, so that means classes already started.

We walked into the main office and went up to the desk. The lady behind her desk was typing stuff on her computer. "Excuse me?"

"Yes."

"My name is Hayden Mitchell and this is my first day here."

She grabbed a file next to her and looked through it. "Yes. You're Hayden Mitchell. Okay, here's your schedule, locker number and combination, and map of the school." She handed me and I thanked her.

I turned to mom and she looked at me. "I guess I should go now."

"Alright." She pulled me in for a hug and I could hear her cry a little. She gave me a kiss on the forehead before I pulled away. "Have a good day."

I walked out the office and looked at my schedule. My second class is biology. "Great." I muttered to myself. "It is in classroom 105." I looked at the map and started walking. I walked down the hall and turned right. It was the first door on the left. I knocked on the door and the teacher looked at me.

She walked over and opened the door. "Who are you?"

"Hayden Mitchell."

"Ah yes. Nice to meet you, Ms. Mitchell. Come in." I walked in and she closed the door. The class were doing work and associating with their friends. "Class this Hayden Mitchell, she just moved here from America. Help her get used to being here us." The class looked at me and some people started whispering and making comments.

"Thank you."

"Here is textbook and you can sit wherever you'd like." She handed me the big book and I looked around the classroom. I saw the only available sit next some guy in the back. I walked over and sat down next to him. His head was down, but when I sat down he looked up.

"Hi."

He ignored me and put his head back down. I looked around and some of the other students were looking at me weirdly. I ignored them and opened the book to the lesson.

I was writing the answers to the questions when I felt people starring at me. I looked up and half the class were looking at me, but they quickly turned away.

"Weird."

I finished the assignment just as the bell rang. I collected my stuff and that guy got up and walked out the classroom. I closed my bag and walked up to the teacher. "Here you go." I gave her the assignment and she smiled at me. I walked out the class and went to my locker. I took out the combination and looked at it. I opened the locker and put my jacket and textbook in it. I closed it shut and went to my next class, which is history.

I walked in and no one was there yet. I sat down at a desk and took out a book. I started reading when I heard the bell ring. I closed the book and students started coming in.

I closed the book and put it in my bag. I tried to find a pencil but I didn't feel anything. "Fuck." I bent over and started digging through my bag.

The door slammed shut and I quickly tried to find a pencil. "Good morning class."

"Good morning, Mr. Burnett."

"Before I start, where is Hayden Mitchell?" I sat up and looked at him.

"Here." The class looked at me and I sank in my sit a little bit.

"Come here, please." I got up and walked over to him. Mr. Burnett is very intimidating for a teacher. I stopped in front of him and he looked at me. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Mitchell."

"Nice to meet you, too sir."

"Now class Hayden is from America, so she used to different things. Let's help understand as much as possible." He looked at me and handed me another textbook. "You can have a seat now."

"Oh." I walked over to my seat and sat down. A blonde girl was now sitting in the seat next to me. I sat down and took out a pencil.

"Hi."

I looked at her, "Hey."

"So, you're new to Rashid High."

"Yeah."

"My name is Ashleigh Marin."

"Hayden."

The door opened and that guy came in. He started walking to his seat, but Mr. Burnett stop. "Late are we again?"

The guy looked at him. "Sorry." He walked around Mr. Burnett and sat down. He put his head down and I looked at him.

I leaned over to her. "Ashleigh, who's that?"

"That's Niall Horan. He always keeps to himself and he never talks to anyone, but his friends. Also, every girl has tried to get with him, including myself, but he turns them all down...so don't waste your time." She looked at me. "Why?"

"No reason." I looked at him and he looked at me. His eyes locked on mine, and I swear it just turned awkward. He looked away and I turned around. I started copying what Mr. Burnett was putting on the board.

He turned to us and put the chalk down. "We are starting a project tomorrow, so you'll have to partner up." The class started getting up and moving to their friends. "But I'm choosing." He looked at his chart and started calling out names. "Ms. Marin you're with Ms. Hastings."

Ashleigh high gives a girl in front of her. "Ms. Fields you're with Mr. Lewis, and Ms. Mitchell you're with Mr. Horan."

"Great." I felt a pair of eyes burning into the side of head, and I knew it is him. I continued writing down the notes when I the bell rang.

I got up and put my bag over my shoulder. Ashleigh and I walked out of the room and went to the lunch room. We got in line and I looked at her. "Ain't that fantastic. I get to work with him."

She started laughing as the line continued moving. I paid for my lunch and waited for her. We walked to a table and two girls were already sitting there.

"Hey, Ash. Who's this?"

"Guys, this is Hayden Mitchell. Hayden this is Spencer Hastings, and Emily Fields."

"Hi."

"So, you're the one working with Niall?"

"Yeah."

"Cool."

I looked around and saw him sitting with four other guys. He looked up and I saw those beautiful blue eyes again. I turned away and continued eating and talking with the girls.

The bell rang signaling that lunch has ended and we have five minutes to get to our next period. We got up and threw our trash away. "I'll see guys later."

"Okay."

I walked to my locker and opened it. A note fell out landing on my foot. I picked it up and read it:

Tell Mr. Burnett you do not want to work with Niall Horan.

I looked around to see who could've left it, but I didn't see anyone near my locker. I closed it and walked to room 214 for math class. I walked in and sat down in the back away from everyone. The bell rang and the teacher walked in.

She wrote two algebra equations and looked at the class. "You." She pointed to some guy. "And…...you." She pointed at me and I got up.

I walked up to the board and did the one on the left. I did the equation and put my chalk down. "Done."

She came over to me and looked at it. "Mhmm." She looked at me with a smile on her face. "Nice job, you may have a seat now."

"Thank you." I walked back to my seat and waited for further instructions. The door opened and Niall came in laughing with two guys behind him. They walked past the teacher and sat down in the empty seats behind me.

I looked at the board and wrote down the equation the guy is having trouble with. Someone tapped my shoulder, "Hey."

"What?" I looked at him and he handed me a piece of paper. I opened and read:

Do you want to go on a date with me tomorrow night?

I turned around and looked at him, "No."

"Ohh." The guy sitting next to him said.

I ignored them and continued solving the equation. Niall tapped my shoulder and I looked at him, "What?"

"Will you go on a date with me?"

I looked at him and thought about it. Would I go on a date with him? Maybe. It depends though. "Maybe." I turned around and finished the problem. The guy at the board sat down after the teacher embarrassed the fuck out of him.

She looked at the class and started calling on people. "You." She pointed to some girl with a little too much make-up on her face. "And you." She pointed to Niall and he got up.

He walked up to the board and started doing the equation. He finished it and walked back to his seat. He walked past me and his hand brushed against mine slightly. The girls in the class looked at me, and some were glaring.

I looked away and I felt someone playing with my hair. "Stop." I looked at them and they were all laughing. I rolled my eyes and turned back around.

"Psst." Just ignore them Hayden.

"Psst." Don't give in.

"Psst." Okay, now it's getting annoying.

"What?"

"Give me your phone." Niall stook his hand out.

"Why?"

"So, you can have my number."

"I don't know, how about.....no." He looked a little taken back, but then he started laughing. I turned around and the equations were completed. I copied them down and took out my book. The bell rang and I groaned in frustration.

I put my materials away and got up. I put the bag on my shoulder and walked out of the class. I started walking to my locker when I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw Niall running over to me. I completely ignored him and continued walking to my locker. I opened and put took out my jacket. "Hayden, I was really wondering if you would go on a date with me tomorrow night."

"And like I said, 'Maybe'." I closed the locker and started walking away, but he blocked me.

"Why maybe?"

"It's just maybe." I slipped past him and walked to my next class. I sat down at an empty desk and just thought about what just happened. Niall Horan, a guy who rejects a lot of girls, asks me on a date. That's surprising, but flattering.

Notes

Enjoy!!!
Evelyn<3