Way out of my league

Chapter 2

Zayn
I

’m still sitting on the ground, sobbing my eyes out. I need my bracelet back! I look at the papers that Jai ‘gave’ me and I’m hit with a sudden burst of anger. I throw the papers into the air and I scream as loud as I can. I stand up and I march to my next class. I stop halfway and turn around to collect the papers. I walk to class with the papers still in my hand.

‘Mr. Malik, how nice of you to join us,’ Mr. Smith, our history teacher says. ‘Sorry sir, I got held up,’ I respond with a smile. I walk over to Jai’s  table with an innocent smile on my face. ‘I believe this belongs to you,’ I say before throwing the papers in his face. Jai looks at me with shock written all of his face and I just smirk at him. ‘You’re going to regret this babe,’ Jai says through gritted teeth. ‘No sweetheart, I don’t,’ I smile back at him before turning around and walking to my table.

I take my seat next to Harry, who looks just as shocked. ‘Did you just stand up to Jai?’ he asks shocked. ‘Yes, I did and what about it?’ I respond proudly. ‘Aren’t you scared he’s gonna do something?’ Harry asks worried. ‘No, it’s not like he can do much worse anyways,’ I mumble and instantly my hand goes to my wrist. Harry follows my hand with his eyes and he gets the message. ‘Insensitive jerk,’ he mumbles and I couldn’t help but grin.

The teacher continues his talk about the French Revolution and I zone out thinking about Ariana. ‘Zayn, Zayn,’ Harry nudges me and I hear Jai chuckle in the background. ‘Mr. Malik!’ the teacher calls strictly and I look up in shock. ‘What is seen as the beginning of the French Revolution?’ he asks impatiently. ‘The storming of the Bastille,’ I answer back. ‘That’s correct. You truly are my best student,’ he says praising me and my cheeks flush.

I feel eyes burning in my back and when I turn around, I’m shocked to see Ariana staring at me. She gives me her million dollar smile and my cheeks flush even more. I’m a blushing mess right now but I can’t help it. I turn back around and I see Harry smirking at me. ‘What?’ I mumble embarrassed. ‘Nothing,’ Harry answers knowingly. ‘Shut up,’ I mumble even more embarrassed.

I look back at the board and see that Mr. Smith has written several things about the French Revolution. ‘Don’t you think he’s cute?’ I hear someone whisper. ‘Are you talking about Jai again, Ari?’ I hear another voice ask. I freeze at the mention of Ari’s name and can’t help but listen to the conversation Ari has with her friend. ‘No, I’m talking about Zayn,’ Ariana responds and the blush returns to my cheeks. ‘I thought you had a crush on Jai?’ her friend asks confused. ‘I do have a crush on Jai! All I’m saying is that Zayn is really cute,’ she responds back.

‘Babe! Babe!’ I whisper yell slapping Harry’s arm. ‘What?’ Harry asks turning his head to me. ‘Ari knows who I am and she thinks I’m cute!’ I told him grinning. ‘Really?’ he asks excited. ‘Yeah, I can’t believe it either,’ I reply excited. ‘I’m sure she will be impressed with our dance,’ he states proudly. ‘I know she will,’ I respond confidently. ‘Standing up to Jai really gave you confidence huh?’ Harry says smirking. ‘What else am I supposed to do? Cry in a corner?’ I joke. ‘And for the record I’ve always been confident,’ I add sassily. ‘I know, I know,’ Harry smiles. The bell rings and everybody grabs their stuff before leaving. ‘Mr. Malik, I need to speak to you,’ Mr. Smith calls out. ‘I’ll see you at P.E.,’ Harry says before leaving.

I walk to Mr. Smiths desk and look at him. ‘You wanted to see me, sir?’ I ask confused. ‘Yes, seeing as you are my best student, I need you to tutor someone,’ he tells me. ‘Sure, I’d be happy to help! Who do I need to tutor?’ I ask excited. ‘Mrs. Grande,’ he responds. I freeze for a moment before coming back to my senses. ‘S-Sure, n-no p-problem,’ I manage to stutter out. ‘Great! I hope to see some progress after the next test,’ he responds hopefully. ‘Can I go now?’ I ask. He waves his hand in dismissal and I leave the room.