Mr. Horan »n.h«

DAY 1

I manage to drag my dead body out of bed, and let me just say - I'm not a morning person. I straighten my thick blonde hair that goes a little past by breast. I do some powder and mascara. I slip on some dark denim jeans, and a simple white t. I grab my bag after brushing my teeth and putting some deodorant on and I'm out of the house and walking to my car.

It's the middle of spring and it's still warm, I see a man riding his bike and he nods. Not a lot of people are out, we moved into a simple sub division like neighbor hood. Each house is up the other one's ass. I open my car door and start the car.

I'm on the road and I scan the area around me, just simply California. Not nothing impressive, we live a long ways from the beach so we don't at any "breathtaking" views.

As I drive, I think about my last school. It was just a high school filled with fakes. I hope that I meet at least one real person at this new school. I turn off the exit and I see a sign that states, "Jefferson's High School" and just like that, I'm pulling into the school parking lot with the other cars trailing behind me.

I pull into the parking lot, and I see students getting out of their cars. Some girls in short skimpy dresses, boys in red and white varsity jackets, I see "nerds".

Just great.

I turn my car off and grab my bag that holds my books, I step out and the warm Cali air hits me. I make my way to the school's front door. My white supra's carry me quickly, I try to avoid eye contact because then they'll notice me even more.

I just want this day to be over, ya know? Ugh. Can I back out now? I hear laughing and talking and it's like a Vietnam flashback but I just keep walking toward the front door of the school.

I pull the door open and enter the large school's front foyer. It's filled with students, and I pull my schedule out of my bag and under my name Sophie D. White, I find out that I have social studies for my first.

I turn the corner and scan the numbers on the large heavy looking wooden doors, their open and I see students talking in the classrooms. I keep walking though, that is until I run into someone. I'm startled, and I take a few steps back. My eyes meet a pair of dark eyes.

"Well hello.." His light pink lips spread into a smirk, and I scan his whole face.

He has these dark devious eyes, dark black hair that reflects the light, his face looks smooth and pure. He's wearing a pair of grey jogging pants and a simple black t, and black supra's.

"Sorry.." I mutter, I try to pass the fairly tall boy but he blocks my way. "Wait? No.. 'Hey I'm ..?'"

I shake my head and swallow, god I'm so awkward. I scan his face one more time and I can feel my heart start to hammer against my chest and once again I want to smack myself.

"I'm Zayn. You are?" He motions to me and finally I speak. "Sophie." I brush past him and look back down to my schedule but I can smell this strong cologne that smells really good. I look to find this apparent 'Zayn' to be walking beside of me.

"You new? I haven't seen you around." He asks, he places his hands in his pockets and I don't look at him. I just look straight ahead until I finally find my room. "Yeah. Just moved here." I make my way through the crowded hallway and walk into the classroom.

"Where?" He follows me into the classroom where a few boys play on their phone, their way to occupied to notice us. I turn to him. "Uhhh. I live in house 312?"

"Oh. The subdivisions?"
"Yeah. Those." I give a nervous half laugh and his eyes scans my face.

"Well. Sophie. Can I show you around?" I can see he's holding back a smirk. Time for my bitch mode.

Sorry Zayn.

"Look Zinn?," I smart off, "I'm sorry but I'm not interested, you're not my type and sorry to cut you short. I know you have other girls to get to so you should be on your way." I motion like a swift swat toward the door and he takes his hands out of his pockets and crosses his arms over his chest.

"It's Zayn." He says in a calm warm tone. I shrug and turn away I stare at the desk and act like I'm organizing my papers when I hear the bell ring, I also turn back and see that he's leaving the classroom.

Dodged a bullet.

A damn good looking bullet.

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It's my last period of the day, physics ed. Great. I keep telling myself that this is the last period of the day and it's coming to an end. Just a hour of day dreaming and them I'm out. I walk into the classroom and if you're wondering Zayn hasn't popped up anymore today. I walk into the warm stuffy classroom.

"Open a window." I hear this strange accent, I sit my bag down and look to the back of the room, "It smells like my dog's doghouse."

I see a fairly tall blonde haired boy with brown roots, he has a toned back because apparently that's all I'm staring at -

My god, Sophie calm yourself.

He's wearing this simple white t shirt, and blue denim jeans and white supra's. I can't see his face because he's bickering with a janitor about how the room feels and smells. I take a seat in the front and rest my head on my palm.

I stare at the white cement wall, a few kids like in. I smell this strong scent and just as I'm about to turn to look, the boy appears in front of me.

Wait.

Damn.

I feel the wind slowly pulling out of me, I find it difficult to breath. It's like my throats closing up, and I'm just sitting there like woah.

He has blonde hair that sticks straight up, and he has a pair of piercing blue eyes that seems to take me into this spell where I'm just sitting and staring at him like he's a god. He has these soft looking lips that's light pink, and these smooth cheeks, he has a body that I would love to explore.

"Hi. Are you new?"

And I'm just sitting there, and I can't say anything. It's hard. I'm like frozen or something and I know I look so stupid so I find the strength to break the eye contact but it's hard so I find his eyes once more.

"Yes..." I say in a soft low tone. He laughs. "It's nice to have you today, what's your name?" He asks.

"Sophie White.." His eyes are like blue like a ocean, it's like I can see the waves myself. "Well. Hello. I'm your teacher," and then everything goes dark as fuck, "Mr. Horan." I watch a suductive smirk split across his face and he just scoffs a little and walks over to the white board.

Holy shit.

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