Smiling with his Eyes
Note: This is my first attempt at a fanfiction, so your thoughts are much appreciated!
P.S. I've used my friends and my own first names (the last names I just made up).
And my name is pronounced Erin and just spelled Eireanne for anyone remotely interested.
Chapter 1
February 2010
As I made my way through the school gates of 'Jefferson College', I'm having mixed emotions. It was three weeks since I moved from Sydney to London and I was ready to make a new start. "Hi, I'm Eireanne Morley. I'm meant to be starting today." I said to the lady in Admissions.
"Oh yes, your Mum told me you were arriving today." Her ecstatic voice was both cringe-worthy and funny. "I'll just set you up with a guide to show you around to where your classes are, your locker, that kind of thing." She rambled on for a while, I just nodded occasionally as I was really tired.
After a few minutes of sitting awkwardly while twiddling my thumbs, a girl who I guessed was my guide entered, she was beautiful and tall with shoulder length blond hair and vibrant green eyes. "Hiya, I'm Kristin your helping hand and you are Eireanne I'm guessing."
Kristin seemed really nice but of course she pronounced my name wrong. It happened a lot when I lived in Australia as well. I've always loved my name but every time someone said it wrong I couldn't help but feel annoyed. I know people don't intend on saying it wrong so now I just brush it off.
"Yeah, Eireanne, hi. Are you in year 10...wait no sixth form? Sorry I still have to get used to these terms." I said as a nervous giggle escaped me. God, I am a sad excuse for a human being.
"Yeah I'm in sixth form. Is that an Australian accent I hear?" Kristin asked as we walked in the hallway to my locker.
"It is, I came here from Sydney three weeks ago with my family." I said as we stopped at my locker. "Uh, how do I do this? I've never had a proper locker in my old school."
"Yeah sure" Kristin said gracefully. Kristin was incredibly kind towards me and we had so much in common, I felt so relieved that she welcomed me with open arms because I was worried about the whole making friends situation.
As she was fiddling with my locker, I studied her unlocking it so I would be able to do it myself 'cause God knows I wouldn't be able to figure it out myself. When she unlocked it I put my unwanted stuff in there. "Thanks" I said letting out a sigh of relief.
Kristin looked at her watch and said "Okay we have 10 minutes 'til lunch so I'll check if we have any classes together and I'll show you where your classes are. Pass me your timetable?...Okay we have Art, Maths and Science together!"
After showing me around, Kristin insisted I sat with her and her friends for lunch. We sat over where her and her friends usually sit and as soon as we settled down the bell rang. Blimey, there were so much more people in this school than Sydney. It was like a stampede! As the crowd died down, 7 people came up to us; I'm guessing it was Kristin's friends.
"Okay, well Eireanne this is Annie, Louis, Zayn, Renee, Niall, Harry and this is Liam, my stepbrother. Everyone, this is Eireanne she just moved here from Sydney, Australia a few weeks back" Kristin said as we were unpacking our lunch. They all chorused hi and hey, although Harry gave me a wink and a smile that lingered on, I returned a smile as wasn't complaining because Harry was hot and as my Australian friends would put it I was 'single and ready to mingle'! As I was eating I noticed that Annie and Zayn were a couple and Renee and Niall were a couple too. I found out a heap of stuff from everyone about themselves, England, school and what not. Some of the stuff I found out about my new friends were a bit random for knowing them for 1 day. Finding out that Liam has a fear of spoons and doesn't use them for example was a bit shocking initially but each to his own!
After lunch, I had History with Renee and Kristin. I quickly found out the protocol of History Lessons with some help from the girls.
Act as if you're working ahead to stop any interaction or questions from the teacherNever draw any attention to yourself e.g. don't ask any non-related question; as the teacher will rant on about your must always not do the work for your own survival because it's majorly hard and boring and as a result of that you will die!
After a busy day of making friends, learning many social lessons, and figuring out how to unlock a locker, I headed home. Because Harry lived nearby me I walked with him but we took a detour to the local café. As Harry and I sat down waiting for our orders he asked me about my family and why I moved.
"Well, my Mum was promoted from her job and that meant moving so I moved here with her, my brother and my sister. At first I was dreading to go, you know leaving friends and everything behind but I'd always wanted to live here and my Mum was so excited to go and every time I saw her face light up about it I knew to go. " I said to Harry. His eyes were filled with so much intent, you knew that he was actually listening and was interested in what you had to say, it was really good to know that. The majority of boys that were in my class were sloppy idiots and never really cared what girls had to say. And here I was sitting with an amazing guy and I was babbling, again and I wasn't even aware of it.
"Wow." Harry replied.
"Wow, what?"
"You're a motor mouth, aren't you!" Harry said with a smirk across his face.
"Aw, please don't make fun of me, I really cannot help it I think its generic or something."
"Hey, I wasn't saying I didn't like it"
I blushed. I've always found it so easy to talk with guys and I had so many guy friends back in Sydney so I found it weird that one boy could change that and all we were doing is talking and having a laugh.