This story will also be in point of views so I'll put who's p.o.v it is when it switches.                                                                                                           -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Noah's p.o.v

School. It was one of the worst things ever. Especially when your quiet like me. I get bullied some of the time because of it. Actually all of the time, I get bullied all the time. My only friends are Gaten, Finn, Sadie, and Caleb. I really want to be popular, and cool, but every time there is a new person at school, or an opportunity to make new friends, I fail. One time I went to try and go make friends with some of the kids at my school because I had just moved there, and I got bullied because I was new. 

I guess that's where I started to be an introvert. I didn't want to be humiliated anymore. It was just a horrible feeling to have. So at this point, I have accepted that I will either be brought in by people that are my friends, or despised by people that don't take the time to know me. Even though its difficult, I would not want it to be any other way really.

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As I got ready for school, I expected a normal day, walk to school, get bullied, go to school, get bullied, and then walk home, and get bullied. I wanted to stand up to my bullies, but they told me that if I did, horrible things would happen and that I would regret. 

I didn't want them to kill someone I loved or anything like that so I kept my mouth shut. It wasn't like they beat me up either, they just told me I would never amount to anything and stuff like that. It really hurt, and there were times when I just wanted to give them what they deserved, but it didn't work like that. I wasn't going to magically become an extrovert and tell them what I really thought. I wasn't going to get saved by some angel. Life is not like that.

Every morning before I walked to school, these were the kind of thoughts that went through my head. And even though I hoped that something would change, nothing ever did. So little by little, my hope of change has slowly gone away. 

I walk out the door, yelling a good bye to my parents and twin sister, Chloe. Chloe always leaves a bit later than I do, so I have time to run down the street before she catches my bullies and tells somebody about them. Oh, and I've tried running by my bullies before too, I'm just too slow so I know that they'll catch me. 

I finally see the corner at which I am bullied every morning, and I come to a halt. My bullies come down the street the whole time they were smirking at me and walking very slowly. They almost remind me of a lion, before it pounces on its prey. As they get closer, they start making mean comments about my personality, weight, clothes, and basically everything else about me. I stand there, not able to move out of the fear that they will actually beat me up this time, when I hear a voice behind me. 

At first I thought it was just another bully, but when I turned around, a girl that looked to be about my age was walking towards us. She was almost like an angel and she had a type of fire in her eyes that showed pure anger. She yelled at the bullies and told them to back off, and for a second, I thought that, maybe, just maybe, the bullying had come to an end.

But then I remembered, they were going to get back at me for this. These bullies were ruthless. They would stop at nothing to have my head after this little incident.

"Hey, are you ok?" she asked. There was a concerned look in her eyes that completely replaced the rage that was there earlier.

"Yeah, I'm ok," I said. 

"Well, what school do you go to? Maybe we can be friends!" She was so enthusiastic and happy but at the same time not to loud so I couldn't say no. Plus I loved her British accent and her beautiful smile.

"I go to the one right on Main Street. Oh and if you do go to my school, then maybe we can be friends. I would like to warn you first though. I'm not very popular and I get bullied all the time, so if you want to be friends then you'll have to deal with that,"I said all of that kind of fast and quiet, so it was likely that she wouldn't hear me. She did anyway though.

"Ok! We go to the same school them! That's so cool, anyway my name is Millie and I'm new around here. Whats your name?"

"Oh I'm Noah," I don't like to talk very loud but with her I felt comfortable. Like I some how knew that she wouldn't judge me.

We engage in a small conversation on the rest of the way to school. The whole time I couldn't help but notice how perfect this girl was. She had silky brown hair pulled up into a messy bun, big honey colored eyes, and best of all an amazing personality. I didn't know I was staring until I tripped and almost fell. 

She giggled at this and I blushed looking down. Even her giggle was perfect. When we got to school, I introduced her to all of my friends and we all exchanged classes with her. By luck, we both had the same classes, which meant more time to stare at her-WAIT NO. I CANNOT THINK THINGS LIKE THAT. I DIDN'T CATCH MY SELF WHEN I THOUGHT ABOUT HOW PERFECT SHE WAS EARLIER. SHOOT. THAT WAS A HUGE MISTAKE.

As soon as the bell rang, I was snapped out of my thoughts and I showed Millie where her first class would be. When we got into the classroom, she sat right next to me. I was stunned by this gesture because there were plenty of other places to sit, and she had already made plenty of friends.

When the teacher, Ms.Smith, came into class, she announced that there was a  new student, even though everyone probably knew already. She called her up to the front of the class for introductions.

"Hi, I'm Millie Bobby Brown, I moved here from L.A and I would like to say, thank you for welcoming me to this new school!" When she said the last part, she looked directly at me. I couldn't help but get butterflies and blush a little. The teacher then pulled me out of my staring state.

"I need one of you to please catch Millie up on what we have done this year please. Any volunteers?" 

As soon as she said that, every body's hand shot up. Including mine.

"Jessica will you please help Millie catch up?"Ms.Smith asked.

"OF COURSE!!"Jessica practically yelled.

"Actually Ms. Smith, I was thinking that Noah could help me out a little?" She almost whispered this, but that didn't mean I couldn't hear. I heard just fine. I saw her blush a little too. Wait. SHE BLUSHED A LITTLE TOO! It probably meant nothing so I decided to brush it off. Why would she blush because of me?

"Alright, it has been decided. Noah will you please go out into the hallway with Millie and catch her up?"

I nodded and took my notes out into the hallway. Millie then grabbed a notebook and a few pencils as well before heading into the hallway after me. I was still surprised by the fact that she had asked for ME to catch her up. ME out of all the people in our class. 

"Noah, are you ok? you zoned out for a second." Oh. I zoned out.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine, sorry. It's just, why me? You could have chosen anybody in the whole class but you chose me. And I'm not saying I am not more than happy to help you, It's just why me?"

"Well, maybe it's because your my new best friend, or maybe its because I enjoy your company, or maybe its because, I like you...r friendliness,"She started to look down and blush after she said the last part.

"O-o-ok" I felt the heat rise to my cheeks when she said that. What if she liked me. I don't mean like, like a friend like, I mean like like, like as a crush like. What are the chances? I shouldn't be getting my hopes up. 

"Y-you can just copy these n-notes. If y-you have any q-questions, let m-me know," I stuttered. She blushed even more and it just got very awkward because no one said anything, and we were both blushing messes. At this point I think that I just need to do as much work as I can while I'm in the hallway with her, then maybe I'll stop blushing and I'll be able to chill out. That didn't work at all. In fact I blushed the rest of the period. Millie didn't though. She had lost her blush after about 5 minutes. 

I hope next period goes the same way. I get to hang out with Millie, I get to look at Millie, I get to let Millie use my notes. Of course minus the blushing though.  Maybe I'll be able to control my blushing more next period. But that was a maybe. One thing I knew for sure was that I was falling for Millie. And I was falling hard.