I woke up and slammed my alarm. I wanted to go to school but at the same time I didn't. I didn't want to face Liam, or see him at all for that matter.Yet, there was also a part of me that wanted to go to school and see Emma, Ashley, Niall, and Louis. They are really good friends. I stumble out of bed, still tired from last night. It feels weird, knowing that all happened... But what Liam said hit me way too close to home. He had no right to say what he did. He doesn't know me. I walk lazily down into the kitchen and grab some yogurt to have as breakfast. I'm not that hungry this morning. I get ready for my day at school and quickly get on the bus. Ashley has saved me a seat yet again. I smile.

"Hey Ashley" I tell her.

"What in the world happened?" She half yells.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Liam came into class drunk and said some things that really hit close to home. Can we please not talk about it though?" I ask.

She sighs in aggervation, "Fine. Are we still on for dress shopping tommorrow?"

"Most definately," I say putting a smile on my face trying to put one on hers.

"Great,"She says with a smile as the bus makes its usual abrupt stop and the bus driver yells. Most of the bus laughs, including Ashley. I look out the window.I see two slick motorcycles zoom by. Two...?

As I walk into schoool with Ashley, the two motorcyclists get off. One reveals to be Louis. The other, Zayn. Thats strange... Emma sees Ashley and I and walks up to us.

"Claire! Where the heck were you?!" She asks.

"Em, she doesn't want to talk about it." Ashley intrudes before I can say anything.

One part of me didn't want to talk to either of them about it, while a different part wanted to tell both of them every little detail of everything that happened last night. I wanted to know why Liam got so defensive when I brought up Emma.I wanted to know where he was. All of these things, I wanted to know why. My thoughts are discontinued by a familiar voice calling my name.

"Claire!" I hear the gentle british accent flow. Louis.

I turn around and smile, "Hey, Louis."

"You know, Payne and his sister are throwing a party on New Years, right?" He asks.

"Of course." I tell him.

"Would you... ya know... Want to go with me?" The words flowed from his mouth in a nervous way.

I was newly debating on even going. I know I told Ashley I would, but after last night, I didn't know if I really wanted to go or not. With Louis asking me makes me want to go...

"That sounds amazing," I say with a smile.

"Is that a yes?" He asks.

"Yes," I tell him and laugh.

"Awesome" He says with the biggest smile on his face that I've ever seen. The bell rings for us to go to class."Let me walk you to class," Louis tells me.

"Thanks Lou" I say still smiling. He puts his arm around me and walks me to class.

•. •. •.

So far my day has been actually pretty peacefull.Louis has walked me to all of my classes. Once we get to my forth hour he pecks my cheek. I smile. Louis very kind, sweet, caring, sypmathetic. Hes an amazing... are we friends? He kind of asked me out on a date... He kissed my cheek... I don't know. I walk into my English class and sit next to Niall again.

"Who was that who walked you to class?" He asks innocently.

"Louis. He's a friend of mine" I say.

"You're frends with ine of The Wolves...?" He asks in a way that degrades the Wolves.

"One. Just Louis. Zayn and I have never really talked, and Liam...well you saw what happened yesterday." I say.

" I also heard you locked yourself in the bathroom until after school hours." Niall tells me with a worried expression.

"That had to do with Liam, not Louis." I say.

"You never know," Niall exclaims, "It could have had to do with both."

Before I can answer, the bell rings and the teacher starts talking.

"Good Morning Class! Today I will announce the seven highest grades from your test taht you took yesterday." He begins, "Seventh highest, Brendan , Sixth highest, Demi,"

Once Mr. Bronson said Demi Niall's face lit up.He looks up at a girl with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. She smiles , seeming pround of herself to score so high.

"Fifth highest, Eli, Forth highest, Ken," Mr.Bronson continues,"Third highest, Aimee, Second highest, Niall and the highest, our new student Claire." Mr.Bronson says smiling at me. I got the hightest grade in the class...? I get a warm feeling inside that makes me smile. "I need to see all of you after class to talk about our tutoring schedule. The rest of the class claps congratulating us. The rest of the hour zooms by as we disscuss Hamlet. The bell ring for us to go to Fifth hour as all of the stdents with the highest grades report to his desk. I look over at Niall who continuosly is looking at the girl named Demi.

"Why don't you ask her out?" I ask in a whisper. Niall jumps being taken out of his trance. I laughas Mr. Bronson starts talking.

"Okay, you are very much so my best students, especially based on the grades of this test.Come find the folder with you name on it. Inside it contains the schedule with your student. If you have any concerns, please tell me.He gives us each a tardy pass, and lets us get our folders. "Claire? May I speak with you for a moment?" He asks.

"Yes sir." I say. I quickly grab my folder and walk to his desk.

"Claire, the student I've assigned to you I assigned to you for a reason. Not only does ths student have dyslexia, but he's had some hime problems aswell. I know you've only been my student for a few days, but I can tell you will be able to help this student in ways that I can't. I've been trying to get through to this student for years. Deep down, he's a really good kid, he just needs someone to tell him he can. I wouldn't be surprised if you were that person." Mr.Bronson tells me. I didn't know whether or not to believe Mr.Bronson. Of course, he is my favorite teacher,but how could I impact this persons life? To them right now, I'm probably just another person to baby them, but... "I guess I could try,"I hear the word come out of my mouth. Mr.Bronson grins, "Thank you, Claire". Once I walk out of the classroom, I look into my folder... How could it be him?! This boy has had the inspiation sucked out of him.

"Claire? You okay?" I hear Louis ask.

I quickly close my folder and smile at him, "Yeah I'm fine,"

"Okay," He tells me, smiles, and walks me to my fifth hour...