The movie is in the past (years after the movie)

Hadley's P.O.V

I was so young, but I knew that my family was already falling apart. My father and mother were always yelling at each other, and I was their unloved child, left alone with my parents after my brother moved out. I would lock myself in my room and block my ears wishing it would just end. Soon later my mother died and my father blamed me and then finally years later, I just couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran away. I sung and danced on the streets for money and that's how I lived. My busking money only payed for food until I was old enough to work. I then started renting an apartment,(when she's 17) and so that brings us to the present day a week after moving into my apartment.

I sighed heavily and rubbed my temples, my head hurt from concentrating for so long. I was in year 12 and aged 17, I was a year younger then everyone else having turned 17 in early March or late February depends how you look at it, after all I was born on a leap year, I was also, as the teacher stated "Not as bright a the rest".
My homework was killing me, and I was so behind in class I was bound to fail and end up repeating, which I couldn't afford, literal I was barely able to pay for this year's school year, let alone an extra, unnecessary school year.

I pushed my swivel chair away from the desk and stood, giving up on homework for the night. I checked the time, 12:47, that wasn't an unusual time for me to head to bed. I usually worked late, having an afternoon job at a café and a night job at a 24/7 supermarket It was hard to work so often, I even worked weekends and at Christmas time, cause I needed all the money I could get.
I stretched switched off the lights and plonked into my bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning I woke at 6:30, I lay in bed a few minutes more before getting up and making breakfast.

I went to my wardrobe and pulled out my new grey poncho and white flats, I sighed and I went to my draws pulling out a white Singlet top and a pair of grey skinny jeans. After throwing it all on, I packed my small black leather bag, the straps of it worn out after being used for 4 1/2 years. I then quickly fed my cat, "Bye Luna!" I called to the cat before I ran out the door and descended the small set of apartment stairs, to my white, scratched moped outside and headed to school.

I walked down the locker lined halls, my head down and avoiding eye contact.
"Well, what do we have here?" A tall blond said pursing her lip-gloss lined lips and blocking my path. She smiled at her two lackeys, one on either side of her, "A sewer rat, scampering through our halls!" She stated, as her friends snickered. "Please Penny. I don't have time for this." I said rolling my eyes. Penny look down her nose at me, her grey eyes piercing through me, she scoffed, "Oh, look at that, little Hadley wants to do what ever she wants..." She said with a fake sympathetic pout, as she sipped a smoothie she had in her hand. Her blond waves bounced as she turned to face me fully, "To bad I own this school,(Her dads the principle) and so why your here you have to do whatever I tell you to do!" She said flicking my long Brown hair at my face, "And I want you to..." "Quit it Penny!" Suddenly a voice from behind me cut her off mid-sentence. Penny instantly changed from iron death to a girl as innocent and fake as a doll. I turned to see who my hero was. I was shocked, walking towards us dressed in black skinny jeans, a white shirt and a black leather jacket with his name on it draped over his shoulder, was Wilbur Robinson, son of Cornelius Robinson the smartest and richest man in the world. Will was the most popular boy in my school, not to mention the most handsome and smartest. He was the finest guy to ever walk these halls and he was sticking up for me. I was, quite frankly, gobsmacked. "Oh, don't worry, Will. We were just having a little fun." Penny said sweetly, as she rushed to his side clinging onto him. Wilbur detangled himself from her arms and pulled away. "Look Penny, just stop picking on people." He said looking her dead in the eyes. "Oh, ok. I will. But just for you sweetie." she said pouting as she grabbed his hand holding it in hers. "Um, look Penny I'm not your sweetie, I'm not your anything. Ok. We're..." He said removing his hand from hers and pointing at himself then her,
"...Not a thing. We never have been. And we never will be" He
said. I'll never forget the flabbergasted look on Penny's face as students around us stopped for the show. "This is all your fault!" She said accusingly, as she pointed a perfectly manicured fingernail at me. "Wahh?!" I said in surprise and offence. Just because her nonexistent relationship with Wilbur was over she was blaming me! Penny through her cup at me, the lid bursting open and the contents going all over my shirt and poncho. The few students who had stopped to watch laughed, Penny storming off in anger.

The bell rang and the crowd dispersed as I shook the smoothie off my hands. "Sorry that was my fault." Wilbur said with a sigh as he picked a piece of un-blender strawberry from my woollen poncho." Come on, I'll help you clean up." He said kindly, "No it's ok. You go to class." I said, as I started for the girl's bathroom, "No way this was my fault, whether you like it or not, I'm helping you clean up." He said opening the girls bathroom door and following me in. "You sure? You're in the girl's bathroom. Why do you care anyway, you don't know me. And no offence, but, your well..." I started, not sure how to put it, and not understanding why he was being so nice to me. "Popular." He finished for me and I nodded my head taking off my poncho. "And Yeah I'm sure. Also of course I know you, your Hadley D'Allison we have History, Chemistry, English and Mathematics together, which basically is every class." I looked at him with wide eyes. I can't believe he noticed me in all those classes and then actually new my full name. He took the poncho from my hands and started running the tap and gently scrubbing it. I shook my head coming to my senses. I took a paper towel, wet it and started scrubbing my shirt. Wilbur turned off the water and squeezed out my poncho, hanging it over a toilet door. "Do you have a spare shirt?" He asked, "No, and that was a new poncho. I got it cause the weathers getting colder." I said, stopping what I was doing for a moment to look at Will. He nodded his head thinking for a minute. "Wait here I'll be back in a minute." He said as he left the bathroom.

Before long I heard the door open and Will walked in holding a black t-shirt with a lightning bolt on it. I looked at him puzzled. "It's a spare shirt I had in my locker." He explained. My eyes widened and my cheeks flushed red. Wilbur laughed and through the shirt at me, "Just wear it, it's clean." He said with a smug grin and a laugh. I went into one of the cubicles and took off my shirt and put on his, the dry fabric was soft on my skin and smelt like Play Boy spray, and although the shirt was rather long it was comfortable. I walked out of the cubicle my cheeks still flushed as I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear nervously. Wilbur grinned when he saw me, "It looks good on you." He said. I went ever redder, and Will laughed. "There's just one thing missing." He said as he took off his jacket and walked towards me, "No way! I can't take that its cold!" I protested, shaking my head. "That's why you need it. I don't feel the cold." He said, taking my hand and slipping it into one of the sleeves and then did the same with the other, the sleeves covering almost all of my hands. "Ok, but if you get cold just ask for it back, ok?" I said blushing madly as I realised how close we were. He nodded, this time blush a bit a too. We stepped apart and finished washing my clothes in silence (And drying them using the hand dryer) then left for Chemistry, stuffing the clothes in my bag.

At lunch I walked through the halls looking for a place to sit. Everyone had been giving me looks. Some were jealous looks others were smug looks and a lot of people whispered things like, 'She's dating Wilbur, but he's so hot and she's so...not', 'I can't believe it she must be with Will, when did that happen? What do ya think Penny'll do?' and it was all because I was wearing Wilbur's stupid jacket. Of which I had completely forgotten had his name on. I walked past Penny and she glared daggers at me. Pfft, if looks could kill? Why did I have to agree to wear this anyway? It attracts too much attention, which I always try to avoid doing!
"Hey Hadley!" Someone called my name, jerking me out of my thoughts. "Hadley over here!" I turned and saw Will waving at me and a few of his friends also looking at me. I blushed madly as I rushed in the opposite direction.

Wilbur's P.O.V
I starred after Hadley, curious as to why she didn't come and sit with us. I shrugged it off. She must have a group of friends waiting for her.

After school I was getting on my motorbike when I saw Hadley struggling to start her moped.

It just refused to start. I got off my bike and started towards her, but stopped when I saw Penny walk towards her, then stop, looming over her.
Hadley looked up to see Penny's smug smile. "That's what happens when you mess with my guy." She said with satisfaction and aggregation. "You broke my moped, because Wilbur was nice to me?" I heard her question, with annoyance. She stood up. Eye to eye with Penny, (even though Penny wore heels) they started to bicker. I kept walking towards Hadley and Penny, stopping a meter away when Hadley noticed me and stopped talking. "Will." She said as she nodded her head at me, taking the opportunity to walk away. I jogged after her leaving a speechless Penny behind. "Wait! Hadley!" I said grabbing her shoulder, "I'll give you a lift home?" I said turning her to face me. She sighed, "Sure." she said shrugging her shoulders. "Sweet." I said smiling. We walked over to my bike. I pulled out my spare helmet from the compartment under my seat, and through it to her, she caught it and shoved it on her head over her hair. I sat on my bike and gestured behind me, she sat behind me and snaked her arms around me waist, pressing up against my back. It made my heart beat rapidly, her being so close. I was never like this, no one ever made me loose my composer, and twice in one day! I started my bike. We were off.

Hope you enjoy!

-Sage