Part 1: Paparazzi
Bella’s POV:
I tiredly woke up and unwillingly wore my uniform in. Honestly, I really didn’t want to go to school that day. I was exhausted and felt a bit lazy. But going to school was my responsibility, so I still had to do. I had just detto goodbye to Hannah to go to my class. But I felt so strange as if all the students were looking at me. They even gazed at me and whispered to each other. I rolled my eyes around the room and wondered so much. It was very weird with me because the students in that school only cared about the queen-bee and hot boys. I had been the one that always got highest marks since I was in primary school but they never cared, just considered me as an odd loser. And that day, they were looking at me.
“What the hell is happening?” I thought.
When I walked in the class, they all were talking very loudly but as soon as they saw me, all of them shut up immediately and stared at me. I surprisedly looked at them and then looked at myself up and down.
“I am still wearing uniform as usual, still don’t wear make-up, still go to school on time. So what the fuck makes them look at me like that?” I wondered.
All of the sudden, Vicky came and grabbed my hand rudely into the toilet. She shouted at me:
“Bella! te are such a bitch!”
I had no idea:
“What ?”
She hit the roof:
“Why didn’t te tell me?”
I asked back:
“Tell te what?”
She screamed:
“You are Niall’s girlfriend!”
Oh my fucking god! How could she know that? I shouted at her:
“How do te know?”
She immediately took one newspaper out of her schoolbag and opened it with a jerk:
“Here! Now everyone in the world knows. Not only me!”
I saw a big red headline with the sentence: “ Niall Horan of One direction is dating.” Below the headline was a foto of me baciare Niall last night. That was suck! It must be a crazy paparazzi that took that photo. Then I understood why they all looked at me like that. And I was so sure that One direction’s fan would kill me. I was scared of being bullied through and through. It was one of the most terrible things that students had to put up with in their school life.
“ For god sake, please don’t make my life become a disaster.” I prayed the god.
“Bella! Bella!” Vicky’s voice brought me back to the real life.
“What?” I asked.
Vicky kept asking:
“Tell me everything about your relationship with Niall!”
Luckily, when she asked me, the campana, bell rang.
“Oh, it’s class time. Got to go. See ya, Vic.” I tried to stay away from her and rushed to my English class.
When I took my seat, the girl successivo to me began to ask me:
“ Hey, Bella, today te are a bit late. What happened?”
That was so strange because I had been sitting beside her for about 2 years and she had never detto “Hello” to me once. I was even not able to remember her name. But I still pretended to be friendly:
“ Aw nothing much.”
When I was taking my libri out, she kept asking:
“I heard te are dating with Niall. te are so lucky. How did te meet him?”
Such an annoying girl! I grinned like an idiot:
“It was just a scandal…”
When she was about to ask me for più information, the teacher came into the class, followed da a strange girl. She was tall with long straight brunette hair. She was so attractive and sexy that all the boys in my class had to yell when she walked and of course the girls were jealous. Looking at her, I just hoped that Niall would never see her because she was much più beautiful than me. My teacher started to introduce her:
“Hey guys, this is Mihrap Ural. She comes from Turkey and she will be one member of our class. I hope everyone will help her.”
All the boys clapped their hands in excitement but Mihrap just kept silent and didn’t pay any attention to them. She gracefully walked to the end of the class and chose the sede, sedile right successivo to mine. I turned my head to see her and tried to be friendly:
“ ciao Mihrap! I’m Isabella. Nice to meet you.”
However, she closed her ears to my words and continued looking at the board.
“Suck! That girl was so arrogant. She thinks she is the center of the world? Nonsense!”I thought.
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