Dream Journal

Chapter 1

Savannah's POV

I put my combo in my locker and but my Geography book inside.  I then see a guy run to his preset locker, throw his books in, shut it and preset it again.  I smile as he runs down to lunch, I mean its school food.  I twist his lock and his locker opens.  I then shut it, I hope he enjoys spending time on his locker.  

I then grab a small notebook that I call my Dream Journal.  I put secrets, hopes, dreams and fantasies in here.  It's like a friend I never seem to have.  I start to walk down to the cafeteria.  I then see the lunch menu.  

Ribs and Fish

In other words cardboard with barbecue sauce, and something that is gray on the inside.  Delicious.

When I get to the lunch room I go to the salad line and grab a small salad, cottage cheese, and an apple.  Now, I'm not normally like this, but with whats for the main lunch, what is a girl suppose to do?!

I walk to my table.  One is the corner where I'm alone but don't stick out like a sour thumb.  I silently sit there and eat.  After I'm done I decide to write in my journal.  I just put hearts around Niall's name.  He is my biggest crush ever.  He is so perfect, but a perfect guy + me = humiliation.  He is so nice, and sweet, but not a goody goody.  I just wish he knew I excised.  My old friend Tori (she moved to California and left me alone in Ireland.) said that someday we would be together.  I always just laughed at her.  He doesn't like me and he never will but being the girl I am there is a drop of hope somewhere in me that doesn't let me forget about him.  I hear the bell ring that tells you to leave the lunch room.  I get ready for study hall and then remeber that because its the day before Christmas break we get a dance.  Nothing formal, just popular music, fun teachers, and fun wit friends, if you have them.  

I head down to the gym where the dance is held. On the way down I see that kid twist his locker and it not open.  I start to laugh really loud before stop myself.  I absolutly hate my laugh.   I go in and go to my spot in the gym.  In the corner behind some of the equipment used for gym.  I pull out my phone and go on Wattpad.  I live on there.  And sometimes I'm myself.  Its hard to get that side of me.  I start to read one of the stories in my library and hope to finish it before the end of the dance.  

Yes, this is what I do at dances.

Niall's POV

That girl is sitting alone again at lunch.  Harry and Louis are talking but I'm not listening.  Everyday she goes over in that corner of the lunch room and writes in that notebook.  Without sounding corny, she is soooo pretty.  Why does she not see it?  I finish up my lunch and ask Harry a question.

"You know that girl over there."  I ask

"Ya, kinda, shes in my English class, shes not a bad writer."

"Everyday she sits over there, why?" I ask still confused.

This time Louis answers "She really doesn't have friends.  Her old friends from middle school left her," Louis says "you see those girls over there."  He points at the popular girls table.  I don't know much about them though. "Those were her best and only friends, but they dumped her for popularity."  He says with a sad look on his face

"God, how can people do that to others?"  I ask.  I am interrupted by the bell.  Me, Harry, and Louis all smile at eachother. 

"DANCE TIME!!!"  We all yell.  We run down to our lockers to put our phones in there.  I put mine in and joy Harry and Louis on our way to the gym.  When I go in I start to dance with Louis and Harry.  We look like idiots but we don't care.  After  dancing for awhile Louis starts to talk

"He guys, we should get everyone dancing!"  He says "There are always those wallflowers that don't have fun, wanna help me get them to dance?"  My and Harry agree and I look around the whole gym and the first person I see is that girl from the cafeteria.  I walk over and keep thinking to myself.

Don't scare her, just get her to have fun...

Keep walking, wait don't stare, that's creepy...

Focus Niall!!I

I finally get to her.  I take a seat next to her.  Here goes nothing.

Savannah's POV

I'm in the middle of reading my story when Niall starts walking over in my direction.  (A/N  He's walking in One Direction!)  I don't look at him and act like I'm reading.  He then takes a seat next to me.  

What the hel.....k, helk, does he want to sit next to me for?

"Hey, what are you doing over here when you could be out there, dancing?"  He says with a smile

"I um, can't dance, better for me to sit here."  I say as I go back to my book.  Niall then grabs my phone and puts it in his pocket.  

"Now, come dance."  He says.  I get up and dance after he begs a little more.  By "dance"  I mean tapping my foot to the music.  He then brings me by Harry and Louis the two biggest football jocks here.  

Next thing I know, a slow song plays, just my luck.  I literally try to run out, but Niall grabs my wrist and pulls me in

"Oh on you don't!"  He jokes

We start to dance and I slowly fall for him.

"Hey, I don't believe I caught your name."  Niall says.

"Savannah.  My friends...."  I start to say but realize I don't have any.

"Your friends..." He says

"They used to call me Sav"  I say.

Instead of asking questions we just keep dancing, me being a clutz and him being smooth.  This dance might not be so bad.