denny Schools Periods & Styles book

Here is the next one; -------------------- PART 9 *~*~*Remember Me?*~*~* It was Harry. I blinked and slowly closed my mouth. It couldn't be. I swallowed and tried to say something. "Har.. Sorry can...I jus ...Can you ple..." Harry frowned. I sighed. "Can you please pass me... my, errr... pencil. It's under your chair." I whispered and pointed under his seat. Harr's eyes slowly moved from me to the floor. He picked my pencil and handed it to me. I smiled. "Thanks." He turned back around and got on with his work. As soon as he wasn't looking my smile faded away. He didn't even remember me. Did he? I don't think so. But he might, right? Or not. All those crazy feelings I had towards him and he probably didn't care. I'm nothing special to all the other girlfriends he probably had. But then again why would he like me? I'm just some girl that accidently ended up in his room yesterday. I looked at my reflection in the window across the classroom. My reflection stared back at me. Coffee coloured skin, tall, brown hair, brown eyes. Boring. Ugly. I got back to my work. ------ Next period was Spanish. Worst lesson ever. I was supposed to sit next to Louis but he had to leave to go to a Football match. So I sat there on my own. No one there to make me laugh. Bored. To make things ten thousand time worse Harry sat in front of me... with Becca. Rebecca Johnson. The prettiest girl in school. Everyone envied her. Every single person wanted to be exactly like her. I'll admit it, I was one ...