You Sure Are Cocky, Mr. Styles

You Sure Are Cocky, Mr. Styles

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HannahAndAmberxx123 By HannahAndAmberxx123 Updated Feb 17, 2013

~Aria's POV~

"Miss Matthews, I need you to sit somewhere else." Mrs. Andrews yelled. 

"Why?" I played dumb, I knew why. 

"Because you're throwing spitballs at Richard." Her face was red. And when I mean red, I mean red as a tomato.

"No, I'm throwing spitballs at Retarded Richard." I smirked at her.

"Go sit next to Mr. Styles NOW!" She yelled. I looked at Harry. He was smirking. Cocky jerk.

"God,you don't have to be such a bitch." I said under my breath. I took my bag and sat next to Mr. Oh-I'm-So-Popular-I-Can-Get-Any-Girl.

Harry turned to me,still smirking.

"Hey,Aria." He said,annoyingly.

I stayed quiet. There is no way I'm talking to him.

He scooted closer to me and smiled.

"I said 'Hi'," He repeated. I rolled my eyes and scooted away.That didn't stop him. He rested his arm around my shoulder. I grabbed his arm and shoved it off me.

"Oh,feisty. I like girls who play hard to get," He commented. 

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Mr.Styles,please be quiet." Mr...