-Ariana-
“It’s not my fault she’s such a bitch! She acts like she’s perfect and always gets what she wants! Yet no one tells her that she’s not perfect!” Zayn yelled while I walked into my class with the others.
Yeah, he was talking about me. Zayn and I NEVER got along. It was our senior year in high school, but all of us have known each other since freshman year. Him and the others were exchange students who happened to decide to move to America for good.
“Oh fuck you Zayn! I never said I was perfect you ass, why are you so judgmental!” I screamed back at him. I never knew why he never liked me in the first place! He ran every boyfriend I had out of my life and was just a jerk, yet his friends weren’t. Harry was really cheeky; like seriously. He’s been trying to get Cher to ask him out for years now and I don’t think he’s gonna stop. Liam was a teddy bear and Louis was a child at heart, both of them were mad over their girlfriends Danielle and Eleanor.
Niall was such a romantic. But was always too shy to say anything to Demi, we all thought they’d look adorable together, while Zayn was the bad boy. He had more tattoo’s than the others, sleek hair, smokes cigarettes, had a attitude, and wears leather jackets. The typical bad boy. He could have any girl in this school if he wanted, he practically did. But only messed with me. He stayed with his family but rarely speaks about them.
I wasn’t going to act ‘perfect’ or ‘stuck up’ as Zayn thought I was. My mom just wants me to go to college, set rules for me, not get caught up in stupid things. Not like I ever see her though. She’s always on business trips and it was only me and her staying at the house anyway after my dad left. So I had to do whatever I could to even maker her proud of me.
“Ariana! Watch you’re language.” Our teacher looked at me.
“Sorry Ms. Smith.” I sighed and gave her a smile as she turned back to the board.
“Exactly what I’m talking about. You’re such a teacher’s pet Ariana, it makes no sense.” Zayn rolled his eyes.
“Zayn, How about you shut up for the rest of the class period. Don’t say a word to me until you hear the bell ring.” I hissed at him.
“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes and I turned back around.
Minutes into the class
He didn’t talk to me the whole class period. But I heard his entire conversation with a blonde that sat next to me. Trust me, it’s so dirty that you wouldn’t want to even know what it was about.
As soon as the bell rang I was out the class and on my way to lunch with the others.
“You don’t look so happy. What’s wrong?” Danielle smiled at me as I sat next to her.
“Zayn is annoying. As always.” I sigh and eat my food.
“That’s just Zayn for you Ariana, he means no harm.” Louis smiled and held my shoulder.
I looked over in the corner to see Zayn talking to the same blonde from class. I just rolled my eyes. He’s such a jackass and a player. I don’t know why any girl would fall for his childish games just to get heartbroken in the end. Maybe it was his eyes that always got to them. Or they just liked being played like a toy.
He pulled her in and kissed her roughly, right after her winked at her and gave her a slip of paper.
“Who was that this time Zayn? Yesterday you were talking to a Michelle. And a Audrey, two twin sisters, and even Isabella. Now you’ve got someone else?” Harry smirked at him.
“That’s Lauren. She’s fit, yeah?” Zayn said looking back at the girl before he sat down.
“Are you planning on dating her?” Cher asked.
“Sweet Cher… you know I could never do that. You big brother doesn’t like to be tied down.” He smirked at her. Cher was Zayn’s adopted sister. She never liked to talk about her family before him so we never brought it up.
His maturity played in only when it came to Cher. The only guy who Zayn allowed her to date was Harry. But Cher wasn’t happy about that.
I just rolled my eyes. I wanted today to be over so I could go home.
“What’s wrong princess? Nobody cut up your food to feed you?” Zayn smirked at me.
“Fuck off Zayn.” I mumbled loud enough so he could hear me.
“Now why would I do that? To give you the satisfaction of knowing everyone’s going to do what you say? Nah. That’s way too easy doll.” He said giving me a stern look.
I hated when he called me doll.
