Consequence h.s (Rewriting)

❸ - At first sight.

After Mrs. Rose gave us all our assignment, she came over to my desk and slipped a note under my text book.

After she walked away, I quickly picked it up and it read:

Aly, I am going to need to schedule an appointment with your parents.

Please tell them to give me a call 501-214-7899.

I looked up at Mrs. Rose. She was writing something on the board and had her back turned. What are we in high school?

I gave her the finger. Schedule an appointment my ass. Then balled the note up and threw it at the trash can, completely missing.

I sighed in annoyance, and looked over to my right to see a couple of guys staring at me.

"What?!" I snapped.

They then looked away, one smirking.

One's name was Alex and the other, Trevor. Alex was an asshole but he was nothing compared to Trevor. Trevor was much worse.

"Aly, be quiet please." Mrs. Rose said.

"Bitch." I heard Trevor murmur.

"Your mother." I snarled, crossing my arms.

"Aly." Mrs. Rose warned.

"Slut." He snickered quietly.

"Say that again?" I said to him, suddenly furious.

I balled my hands into fists and got up from my seat and walked up to him.

Mrs. Rose stopped writing on the board "Sit down Aly."

Trevor looked up at me in my face, "You heard me you slu-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I swung my fist, straight at his nose.

He yelped in pain grabbing his nose.

"That's it Aly, goddamnit! Get out!" Mrs. Rose yelled.

"Did you hear what he's been saying to me?!" I screamed at her.

She rushed up to Trevor

There's silence. Once again everyone was staring at me.

Mrs. Rose looked at me "Aly.. leave."

I stood there and stared at her for a few brief seconds.

"Ugh!" Angrily, I started leaving the classroom, but not before flipping one of the desks over.

I left the room, leaving my books and all and slammed the door shut. I don't even care.

I cant believe she put me out!

I walked down the hallway, then turned the corner. Pacing back and forth in the hallway I grabbed the sides of my head pulling at my hair.

"Fucking bitch!" I swung and punched a bulletin board I was standing near, leaving a dent there.

I flinched and looked at my hand. It was bleeding slightly and it was the same hand I had punched Trevor with.

I studied it, moving my fingers around and started walking down the hall once again.

I got teased and called names a lot in my English class...and I don't know why. I mean were in college for God's sake! Grow the fuck up! I mean every other class I have is fine. It's just my English class I get shit in.

I shake my head as footsteps are heard coming from the other hallway and I rushed to the corner to see who it was, and saw Trevor walking down the hall with a bloody tissue to his nose.

I quickly backed up and ran near a vending machine and hid next to it.

It's not that I'm afraid of Trevor, its just that there's no one else in this hallway besides me and him, and who knows what he could do to me?..

When all coast was clear, I slowly stood up and speed walked towards the exit.

I ran all the way to the dorm building and caught the elevator to the 3rd floor, where Emma stayed.

I walked out saying excuse me to a couple people who were entering the elevator. Then I walked down the hall to room 307.

The dorm building consisted of both boys and girls, but its not like they were allowed to room together. I mean, how weird would that be? I mean, are there actually schools that allow that though?

To get to Emma's room, once off the elevator you turn a corner then walk past a couple rooms, and then there's the room the faculty members have (who are also students, part time job) and then a couple more doors and then your there.

I walk past the faculty room, I saw that the door was open, so I turned my head quickly to get a quick view of the inside

I froze in front of the door, when I saw a tall curly haired boy standing in front of a woman. He wore black skinny jeans, black converse, and had a white V-neck shirt on, with a black jean jacket. Him and the woman were deep in conversation.

The boy seemed frustrated because, he walked over to a wall and put his hands on it, leaning on it, then shook his head walking back over to the woman.

He has nice hair... I thought.

I realized that I was standing right directly in front of the door like a creep, and quickly moved to the side peeking in. Like a creep.

I tried listening in on the conversation.

"I'm sorry." The woman said, "But right now, we don't have any single bed rooms. I'm sorry, but I will let you know if anything pops up alright? Now wait here hunn." She said and walked into a room next to the main desk.

A man dressed in all black, came out of another door rubbing his hands on his pants. I'm assuming he just came out of the bathroom.

Btw, this guy was extremely big and had huge muscles on him, like geez.

"Wow." I whisper.

He put a hand on the boys shoulder and said something to him I couldn't hear.

The man sat down in a chair and put headphones into his ears, immediately closing his eyes.

The boy shook his head and sat down on the couch, facing the front door I was peeking in, propping his elbows on his knees. He ran his hand through his hair, then put his head down, clamping his hands together playing with his thumbs.

Wait a minute... those hands.... that hair... And those LEGS.. Those legs!

My eyes went wide and I gasped, loud enough for the boy to hear me.

He quickly looked up, eyebrows furrowed and face frowned into a look of anger and curiosity. His eyes searched then looked to the door and that's when his beautiful green irises met mine. His face then dropped to an unreadable expression.

I couldn't move, nor breathe, and the longer we stared, the more I was losing oxygen.

My heart skipped a couple beats before, I quickly broke eye contact and ran the rest of the way down the hall to Emma's room.

I banged on the door, and after ad least 30 bangs, the door finally opened.

Emma stood there with a concerned expression on her face. You could tell she had just woke up, her hair was all over the place. "What's up? Why aren't you in class?"

I sped past her and stood near her pretty purple couch.

She closed the door. "Al, is there something wrong??"

I walked to her, and put my hands on her shoulder. "I saw him." I said, eyes wide.

She just stood there with a confused expression on her face, but then it slowly faded away into a huge smile.

"Noo way!" She huffed out.

"Yes." I say, walking to the couch and I land on it heedless, letting out a deep breath.

"I saw Harry Styles." I say shaking my head in shock.