The wellknown Irish accent made my stomach ache and I swallowed multiple times. He introduced himself as Niall. When he mentioned the name Mullingar, I slowly cracked inside and I got up insanely fast and almost ran towards the door. I explained to the professor really quick that I just had to go to the toilet. Instead, I collapsed by the wall outside of the classrom, and creeped down along it. I sighed and looked up. It was just so strange and peculiar, and so out of the blue. Irish, Mullingar. It was too much as once. I never talked to anyone about my dads death, so it was just... shocking at first.
In the long lunch break, I sat by an empty table while I chewed on an apple. I always sat alone, and I didn´t mind. Most of the time, I preferred to accompany myself. I studied the amount of students that rushed to tables to sit with their friends. All of a sudden, a voice appeared behind me. At first I cringed a bit, but when I turned around to see the blonde hair, I sighed. "Can I join you?" he asked. Hearing that accent once again hurt. It was painful, but I tried to not think of it. "Sure" I mumbled, and he sat down at the other side of the table. "What´s your name?" he asked, and I looked up. His eyes were crazy blue, he was quite pale and he was wearing a simple, white t-shirt. "Jennifer" I answered indifferent. He sure as hell was not shy. I hated it when people just came up to me like that, but I never figured out why. Maybe because I realize how lonely I actually am and that I don´t have any social antennaes at all. Or maybe because I barely speak to other people and I never know what to respond. But I liked to think of it as if I had some sord of syndrome called I-Hate-People or something. "Nice to meet you. I just moved here from..." he started, but I interrupted him. "Sorry, I don´t wanna be your first, new friend here. Nor will I be your friend - ever - or bond with you just because you´re from Mullingar." He looked hurt by my rude comment, but I didn´t really care. I turned around and walked away from the table. Six months to go, I thought.
The next morning I slept in, and my mum didn´t notice because she left early and drove Nathaniel to the school. I sat up rapidly in the bed. "Shit!" I said, and ran over to my bathroom quickly. I was already an hour too late. I brushed my hair, put on some mascara, black jeans, Doc Martens shoes and a red, tight sweater and ran out the door.
I was just in time for second period and I sat down by my desk right before the bell rang. It was science, and I was so glad I made it. Science is my favorite subject. It´s easy, it´s logical and you never have to question it. We were handed our recent tests and I was excited when I got A+ even though I didn´t actually study hard for that test. "Okay guys, we are starting up with a collaborative today. I have already put you all in couples." I waited for her to call my name. "Jennifer, you will be working with.... Niall." My heart sank and I was so dissappointed. I didn´t want to work with him at all. Please, just give me a cool theme, I thought. "Your assigment will be about hormones." I turned around and saw Niall smiling in a shy way. I sighed, and brought my books over to his desk. "We could meet at my place around five, if that´s okay?" he said, and I nodded. I was so relieved when the bell rang again. In a hurry I wrote down my number on a paper note and gave it to him. "Text me your address." He smiled at me and looked quite happy, but that wasn´t mutual, for sure.
I looked at my phone one more time, to make sure I was at the right house. Clew Str. 14B. I rang the door bell, and I was met by a younger girl. She was really cute. Her eyes were just as blue as Niall´s, and her hair was perfectly curled and stretched all the way down to her stomach. "Niall, the girl is here!" she screamed, and I smiled at her. "I am Lucy, are you my brothers girlfriend?" she said in a teasing way, and I laughed. "No, I´m not. We´re just in the same class. And I am Jennifer, nice to meet you Lucy." She laughed and ran away holding a teddy bear in her arms. "Hi" a raspy, yet light voice said. Niall was standing in front of me. I just smiled ignorant and cicked my shoes of. "Follow me."
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FanfictionJenna was a poor thing who never believed in true love, passion or anything too ambitious. She always related to science when she wanted answers, because to her, that was the only religion that was trustable. This was all until he met him. The dream...