Weeks had past by and it was the usual, mom working 24/7, Harry always joining me and home or sometimes the girls. I seriously tired of it, not Harry or my friends of course, but the fact that they join me so I'm not alone.
I sigh as I open my locker and shove my language arts textbook. I feel a presence beside the locker door.
"Hey" Harry says with a small smirk.
"Hello," I says as I smile at him. Harry groans as I laughs, he's been trying to scare me the last few days and the more that I tell him, he doesn't scare me he doesn't give up.
"Why can't you pretend you're scared??" Harry groans as we both walk to the gym.
"because I'm mean" I say with a growl as Harry laughs and shakes his head.
**
"ooww, you're holding my ankles to tight," I tell Harry as I did the sit ups. Harry rolls his eyes at me as he loosens his grip on them.
"Oh gosh, Im getting tired," I says a little out of breath.
"Rosalie, your on you second sit-up" Harry says.
"I haven't done a workout since a long time so shut up," I say as he snickers and laughs. I keep doing sit-ups and every time I sit up Harry makes funny faces making me chuckle and stop my sit-up.
"42 sit-ups" Harry says as I chuckle.
"Cheater, it's your fault I stopped," I say with a playful glare as he chuckles. He gets in his position as I grab his ankle. He puts his hands behind his neck and starts doing the sit-ups. He counts under his breath as I yawn.
Maybe about twenty minutes later he finishes with eighty making me roll my eyes because he was showing off. When we were done we told our teacher how many sit-ups we need and went in the changing room. I changed quickly, holding my hair back in a ugly messy bun as I apply a little makeup and then got out of the changing room. The bell didn't ring until maybe twenty for minutes so I sat down against the wall as I looked through my phone waiting for Harry.
"God, you last so long" I say looking up at him. He smiles down at me as he shrugs.
**
When I go to lunch the first thing I did was grab food (duh). And while I was grabbing my burger some taps my on my shoulder.
Turning around I see Kyle, one of my math partners "Hey Kyle! Whats up?" I say with a smile as he gives me a white toothy smile. Kyle is a really handsome guy, he's well built up and low-key hot!.
"Just wanted to ask you if you can go to the football game we have tonight?" He asks as I smile and nod.
"Yeah, can I bring some friends?" I ask as he nods.
"Yeah! Theres no problem," He says as I nod. He then back away slowly and leaves to sit with his groups of friends. I grab my food quickly and sit with the girls.
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Mr. Popular guy [COMPLETED]
FanfictionRosalie has moved to a new school. The thing she doesn't know is lots more drama happens, like talking to the famous "badboy" or finding out about new things that will break her into million pieces. But guess what? The bad-boy will be there through...