After a few classes, English being my favorite because we have to write a diary entry on our favorite character from a television show or from a novel in their own point of view, I was still not feeling like I belonged in this high school. Yeah, I am excited about homework, sue me. Hermione's pov here I come. Time to let my dramione ship sail. 

So anyways, after classes it was time for lunch, and Harry said we were going to sit with the guys . 

I needed to drop a few things at my locker which I hadn't been to yet, Harry decided to take me to it. Getting there we found out that Zayn and I were kinda locker neighbors. After dropping the things, the three of us headed to the cafeteria. Let me give you the gist of this few minutes walk, walking in between those guys was mildly scary because girls kept sending glares and jealous looks my way, but when guys look the way they look, and you have the privilege I had to take a walk with them, you will feel on top of the world. So, I don't blame the girls for shooting me daggers nor do I care at the moment. Harry and Zayn walked like they were on a runway or something, and the attention made it look like they were celebrities.

When we got to the cafeteria, the boys searched for the rest and found them. We made our way towards them. Getting there, I saw that the other guys weren't alone. There was a girl with them with the thickest brows I had ever seen and also the bluest eyes. They all stopped chattering as they saw us and the girl smiled at me and said in the coolest British accent, "Zara, hey I'm Imogene and its finally nice to have another girl in the group." Before dragging me to seat next to her. "And you're even another transfer" she continued talking excitedly. 

"Immie, slow down. I think you're scaring her." Liam said probably confusing my dazed look for fear or shock. When in fact I was actually excited to have a British friend.

"No Liam, I'm actually really happy to meet her----," 

"What did you call me?" she asked Liam hitting his head." My name is Imogene, you brat."

"Immie..." another wack. "I mean Imogene, it was a mistake, a force of habit."

"Well hitting you is a force of habit" she said still hitting him.

While watching this I couldn't help but laugh, and my laugh is so not cute. Its loud and weird, sounds like I'm choking or something. I think they were all quite surprised because the hitting stopped and i opened my eyes to see them staring at me.

"I'm sorry," I tried to say mid-laugh. "But it was just too funny." Still laughing. I think my weird laugh got to Niall and he started laughing and before I knew it everybody was laughing. After we sobered up, I turned to Imogene and asked," Can I call you Mo?"

" Mo? Mo! Mo. I like it. I knew I liked you for a reason." she said. "Somebody finally gave me a cool nickname." looking pointedly at Liam.

Immie is cool too" Liam mumbled to himself. But I don't think he was as quiet as he thought because Mo whacked him on the head, again.

Due to the fun I was having I almost forgot to bring out my lunch from my bag. My mum packed food for me. Although I told her she shouldn't have, the woman just likes feeding me. It's not like I'm complaining though, I enjoy food related activities.

As I brought out my lunch from my bag, Niall started to sniff the air and said, "Something smells really nice" and continued sniffing until I think he realized the mouth watering aroma was coming from my direction.

"Zara, what's for lunch? It smells amazing." he asked coming closer to me.

"Just the rice my mum made this morning, want some?" I offered moving the container to the middle so that he could reach it easier.

"Sure," he replied grabbing the the container and eating fast.

'What is this child doing? Doesn't he know I don't joke with my rice?'

"Niall, what are you doing? I said have some, not gobble down everything." I said trying to grab it from him.

While I was still struggling, the rest of them were laughing, before Harry decided to help me. He reached over to Niall, grabbed his ear before collecting my food container from him and handing it back to me.

"First lesson, never offer food to Niall. He's the worst person you could offer your food to." Harry explained. "He will literally empty the plate. For some strange reason, he's always hungry."

"Oh. My bad. And Niall, I'm never offering you food again." I said glaring at him before turning back to my baby. 'My rice I mean'.

"I'm sorry Zara." Niall apologized. But the rice was so good, I couldn't help myself."

I smiled because I understood him. My mum's cooking makes anyone who tastes it never want to stop eating. She is an amazing cook. So I really can't blame him.

"It's okay, just remember to share next time."

After that incident lunch went well. Everybody continued to eat and converse with each other. After we finished eating, Mo asked me to hang out with her after school and I told her I would have to ask my mum for permission.

As we left the cafeteria, I sent a text to my mum asking if I could hang out with Mo and surprisingly she agreed. Harry seeing my phone out, took it from me and put in his number, then sent himself a text.

"You could have just asked." I said grabbing my phone back from him.

"Yeah, but doing this was way easier." He replied leading me out the door.

Edited by OYEPEJU1302