"Someone's been tango'd" I muttered under my breath to Sarah and she had to stuff her fist in her mouth to suppress her laughter. Obviously she didn't stuff it in far enough as Jenna turned to face us, looking down her nose at us like we were mud on her shoes. So yeah, just her normal facial expression.

"Something funny?" she put one hand on her hip and raised an eyebrow at us questioningly. With her two pathetic cronies standing slightly behind her at either side it looked like something out of a bad gangsta movie. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Do you want something specific or will anything do? I got a bunch of jokes straight off bargain hunt last night which I reckon are pretty damn hilarious" I smiled sweetly at her.

"Don't get smart with me" she hissed, taking a half step forward.

"You wouldn't recognise it if I did, I'm surprised the word smart is even in your vocabulary" I quipped back and Sarah snorted with laughter. Jenna gave us a look filled with utter loathing before flicking her hair and walking off, her followers two steps behind her.

"If she wiggles those hips any more when she walks she is gonna be flashing thong" Sarah commented.

"Or lack of thong" I replied and Sarah made an 'ew' expression on her face, "seriously though, that skirt is one millimetre away from being classed as a belt".

"It's Jenna, what do you expect?" Sarah sighed and I nodded in agreement. Jenna Smith was the self proclaimed queen of our school. Oh sorry did I say queen? I meant slut. Rumoured to have slept with at least half of the boys in our year she is what you might call the leader of the 'popular' crowd at school. I hated the 'popular' crew and they hated me right back. You can believe them air quotes around 'popular', they have a lot more enemies than they might realise.

"Better go, I'm one late away from a detention" Sarah stood up as the bell for registration went. Sarah Tomlinson was my absolute best friend in the entire world. She was just about as sarcastic as me, hated the populars just about as much as me and was a generally easy going, happy-go-lucky person. I swung my bag over my shoulder and followed Sarah to registration, thinking that if we were there early at least we would get the good seats at the back of the room.

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"SARAH AND ALICE PUT THOSE PHONES AWAY AND THOSE CHAIRS BACK ON ALL FOUR LEGS THIS SECOND!" Mr Jacksons voice suddenly bellowed around the room making me just about jump out of my skin. Reluctantly I slipped my phone back in my pocket, it was how me and Sarah communicated whilst Mr Jackson read out the ridiculously long and boring list of morning announcements.

"What's the point of getting the chairs at the back of the room if you can't even lean against the wall" Sarah muttered as we let out chairs fall back down onto all four legs.

"Now, as some of you may have noticed we have a new student joining us today" Mr Jackson announced, gesturing to a boy sitting at the front of the room. I leaned over slightly to get a good view, I hadn't actually noticed him come in, probably too busy chatting to Sarah. "This is Harry Styles" Mr Jackson continued as new boy shuffled around in his seat to face the rest of the class. My heart just about stopped, he was HOT. His eyes were luscious pools of green and blue swirled together and his smile was all dimples. His hair was a mess of chocolate curls which nobody but him could have pulled off. I knew I was going to hate him already. I snapped my eyes back into my sockets as Mr Jackson began to speak again. "Louis, Harry is in all your classes so I'm trusting you to show him around ok?" Mr Jackson said and Louis nodded. Louis Tomlinson was Sarah's brother, he was quite hot himself, as well as being incredibly funny, but I could never admit that obviously or Sarah would murder me. Mr Jackson sat down at his desk which was the signal that the announcements were over.

"Well yum!" Sarah wiggled her eyebrows at me and I nodded in agreement, glancing over at Harry.

"Yeah, but look who's onto him already" I scrunched up my face in disgust as I saw Jenna perch herself on the edge of Harry's desk, talking animatedly and fluttering her huge thick fake eyelashes.

"Typical" Sarah shook her head in disgust, "Maybe he won't go for her?".

"Sarah, he's a teenage boy, she is a half naked, obviously up for it teenage girl, you do the maths" I muttered just as the bell went for first class. Thank the pope it was Friday.

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"So you are staying the night, yes?" Sarah asked. Her brother was throwing a party at their house tonight as their parents were away and Sarah had invited me along for moral support. Louis' friends and Sarah's were not the same type of people, Jenna and her crew had their claws into Louis pretty deep. I nodded, pulling up outside my house so that I could grab my stuff.

"Who's moving out?" Sarah nodded her head to the removal van across the road from my house and I shook my head.

"Nobody, that house has been empty for months, must be someone moving in..." I mused.

"Oh well, hurry up and get your stuff!" she clapped her hands twice to make me hurry up and I left the car.

"Muuuuuuum?" I yelled as I threw my school bag down at the front door. No reply, it didn't surprise me, she often worked late on a Friday. I grabbed a piece of paper and scrawled a message on it:

Hey, staying at Sarah's house tonight, got my mobile if you need me. :)

Love ya, Ali xxx

After pinning the note onto the fridge with my favourite Mr Men fridge magnet, I went up to my room and shoved all my overnight gear plus and outfit to wear tonight into a bag before heading back out to the car. Sarah bounced up and down in her seat excitedly as I slipped back behind the wheel.

"I know who your new neighbour is" she sang, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Do tell" I said, shoving the keys in the ignition and turning the car on.

"The one, the only, Mr Harry Styles" she enunciated every syllable of his name slowly and my jaw hit the floor.

"Really?" my eyes widened in disgust.

"Yep, just saw him pull up and enter the house, so unless he's a squatter I'm thinking that's his new house".

"Oh god, Jenna is gonna be here the whole frickin' time once she gets his claws into him!" I moaned, pulling away and heading to Sarah's house.

"I feel your pain brutha!" Sarah joked, knowing there was no point in even trying to deny it. We knew Jenna to well.

"I'm guessing she is going to be at yours tonight?" I sighed and Sarah scowled.

"Probably, ugh why does Louis feel the need to invite the whole year into my house? Heard of a personal bubble? Privacy ring any bells?" she shook her head in disgust as I pulled into her driveway.

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"Jeezum Louis, you planning on drinking all that tonight or, like, swimming in it?" I commented when I saw the amount of alcohol he had set out on the kitchen counter.

"Well drink initially, but hey who knows, a few drinks into the night and we could quite well be swimming in it!" he joked and I laughed. Surprisingly I actually got on really well with Louis, despite his friendliness with Jenna. Sometimes I wondered if he was actually as into the popular girls as they were into him.

"Note to self: stay away from Louis all night" I muttered teasingly under my breath before leaving him in the kitchen and following Sarah up to her room.

"Ok so we have two hours before my house gets descended on by the good, the bad and the ugly, better get prepared" Sarah pulled a pair of curlers out of a drawer and plugged them in. I sighed, it seemed such a waste getting all done up for the benefit of...well no-one really. Same old people we saw at school everyday

"Wonder if Harry's coming tonight?" Sarah mused, separating her hair into sections in preparation for curling. I knew the answer to that one.

"If Jenna is I have no doubt she will be ensuring he is too".