M I L A

The Next Day

Parking in the Senior section of the student parking, I rushed out the car and into the building. The late bell was about to ring in less than two minutes. Damn alarm clock. I began jogging to my first period class that was thankfully just down the hall from one the back entrances.

As I came in just in time, I walked to the back where my assigned seat was. My assigned seat in beside Grayson. Sometimes I really feel like the teachers purposely do this. Put us together because they know we don't get along.

"Hey Mila," he said with his eyes gleaming. I rolled my eyes and rubbed my temple. It was too early for his shenanigans. "So how about dinner, a movie, then my place so we can get to know each other better?"

I sighed at his inopportune time to make a move on me. "How about never in a million years?" I pulled out my notebook used specifically for Physics.

"So there is a number." I said a mental 'Oh my God' and rolled my eyes once more. Then the door opened softly but it was still loud enough to be heard. "So Mila, did your dad say that I made quarterback again this year?"

"Why don't you ask him?" I avoided eye contact with him. Of course I knew the answer but I wasn't going to tell him I knew. That would be too easy.

"Because it's easier to ask you." Since he had already long arms, he extended just a little to touch my thigh. I got a sudden feeling of nausea.

"Ew." I picked his wrist up like it was an hazardous item and took it away from my thigh. I don't know where that hand has been or worse... Who it's been in.

I saw a pair of legs sit down to the right of me against the wall. Then Grayson scoffed. Feeling a tap on my shoulder I looked to my right to the new student. Styles.

"Excuse me," he had a thick, husky British accent and I remembered those green orbs that looked into my grey ones the previous day. His hair wasn't damp any more but in a perfectly quiffed with gel. "Can you share your other notes with me, please?" He smiled slightly. He had a great smile.

"Sure." I returned the smile and passed him my notebook.

"Thank you," he replied. I could literally listen to him talk all day. I've never really talk to or met anyone from outside of the U.S. I guess that because I've never even traveled outside of Virginia. Ever.

"Okay. Everyone welcome back to the second week of hell." The students laughed and I just lowly smiled at Mr. Sawyer's bluntness. "And on the second week of school in Physics we have a project. A project on the red shift, how speed, frequency and wavelength work together, or superposition. Each one has a different obstacle to be dealt with. And yes I'm am trusting you to choose your own partners." He took his seat at his desk as the whole class started to erupt into conversation.

Grayson leaned on his desk and began to talk. "So, me and-" I cut him off loosing interest and looked to the other side of me.

"Hey," I tapped his shoulder and he looked up with surprise. He was still copying the notes I let him borrow. "Wanna work together?" I was doing this for two reasons: to get Grayson to leave me alone and for him not to weirdly ask someone else.

"Sure."

H A R R Y

I couldn't believe she wanted to work with me over her that 'Gray' guy. As she moved her desk closer to mine, 'Gray' gave me the death glare from over her shoulder. It didn't really scare me. What was there to be scared about?

"So do you have a name?" She asked me. As she had a friendly and sincere smile on her face, I took in her cute gumdrop dimples and her twinkling grey eyes.

"It's Harry." I tapped my pencil lightly on my paper looking down. Her glare was intensifying by the second and I couldn't take it.

"I'm Mila." Mila. Mila. That's a gorgeous name to match a gorgeous person. "Aw, thank you." I said that out loud?

"Back off." He was really into our conversation for someone unwanted.

"Shut up Grayson." She said with a smile but didn't take her eyes off me one second.

"You're welcome," I said owning up to my compliment.

The class flew by so fast, we didn't even realize it was time to head to the next class. We didn't even discuss the project once. We just talked and laughed and God were her laughs heavenly.

"So Harry, what lunch do you have?" She asked me as we walked out of the class and down the hallway.

I stuck my hands into my pockets looking for my schedule. I peeked at it. "Second, I think."

"I'll see you then." Then she walked off in the opposite direction to her next class and I had new company. Grayson.

"See, I thought I told you yesterday that's she's mine." He had his arm uncomfortably around my shoulders he was only two inches taller than my 5'11 self but it seem like he towered above me by much more. "Let this be your warning, Styles." He patted my back with a stomach turning smile and went in the same opposite direction as Mila. Preferably to chase after her.

I've only met this guy yesterday but he was making it really impossible to like him. It's going to long year if I have to deal with him everyday but hopefully a special year as well.

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