I knew you were trouble

Chapter 2 - Orange Flags

After I put my school stuff in my locker I went to the entrance hall.I cannot remember when I ever had felt so ridiculous, I was just hoping this will be the first and last time.Every time someone I knew walked by, I hid the stupid orange flag behind my back. Which happened the whole time basically. I knew all the faces. Every new face seemed to be a freshman. No one in my age group. Perhaps he had simply forgotten to come here.Maybe he was just at home in his bed. I yawned. I should do that too.  You can't blame him. If I had the decision to come to a new school,being the new one, seeing the other students in my grade I also wouldn't come. 

I sat down on the stairs,laid down the flag next to me, and searched my phone in my bag.I hate waiting. The time you have to wait and you don't know how to spend it, but you also don't want to look forgotten and alone so you walk around and look at things you actually never give attention too, like all those awkward pictures of school swimming teams. I prefer to just sit down and act like I'm busy with my phone. The hall started to get empty. Even more awkward. The last freshmen ran into their classrooms. If he will not show up in ten minutes, I go and when he appears he can guide his ass through the school by himself. Playing the welcoming committee wasn't really helpful to raise my mood. I looked down as my phone vibrated. A text message from my best friend Lennon.

Lennon: 'Leigh, where are you ? I won't survive the day without you!'

I smiled and let my thumbs fly over the keys.

'Entrance hall. I have to play reception committee for some new guy. Our grade ;) '

after only a few seconds it vibrated in my fingers again.

Lennon: 'mmh sounds interesting ;) is he hot? when will I have the honor to meet him?'

I shook my head. Lennon and the boys. You could write novels about that. 

'Hadn't the pleasure to meet him myself yet. x'

Lennon: 'Wow what bad boy haha. Maybe he will be your prince ;) and omg Mrs. Gallagher cut her hair and dyed it...BLONDE. That woman tries to look young with everything thats in her power.'

I grinned to myself. 

'Maybe... haha. what !? never! thats so embarassing.'

Lennon: 'Ikr! Harry and Niall are not remain seated unfortunately.I swear they have become worse!They talked about how they have beaten the crap out of a poor 12 years old yesterday!"

I raised my eyebrows. They always tried to be bad boys, but they failed every single time. I started texting back.

'Wow okay ... thats-'

"Are you my guide?" I cringed when his voice came out of nowhere.

A pair of dark boots with folded down shoe tongues and black jeans disappearing in the with dirt covered leather showed up in my field of vision. I sniffed sulkily.

"Yes I am. My names Leighton Allister, welcome to Kingsley High and you ..."

I said still looking at my phone to seem uninterested and not like I waited for him desperately. I grabbed the flag stood up and pointed at him.

"...are too late. S-" the air to keep talking stuck in my throat and I coughed. It was ... his face.His eyes caught me immediately. They seemed to be liquid chocolate you could drown in,like beautiful magnets,framed by thick lashes and yet they had something dangerous. His nose was pointy and the underlying lips were curvy, full and well-shaped, formally screaming to be kissed. His bone structure was perfect, especially his cheek bones. His whole skin was slightly tanned. His nearly black hair was wild and a little obliquely styled up, like he only ran his fingers through it this morning. It suited him perfectly. All in all he looked like an angel, in boots and leather jacket, smelling like a mixture of perfume and cigarette smoke. He waved in front of my face. How long I had been staring at him like that? I stood in the same position, pointing at him with the orange flag.I cleared my throat and tried not to only focus on his beauty.

"I guess you are Zayn Malik then." I asked and looked past his eyes.

He nodded while throwing a crooked smile at me.He looked down to the flag, with which I was still pointing at his chest. He grabbed the flag, looking at the school symbol on it. Zayn waved with it a few times with an amused face. 

"Go...crowns!" he said mocking. 

Yeah really funny. I gave him a polite smile and turned around and bend over for my bag, lying on the stairs.When I turned aroud I immediately took a step back. I don't know how he did it so fast but he stood right in front of me, you could hardly get 3 fingers between us. He was taller than me so he looked down.

"I like your jeans." he mumbled. "They're so ...skinny." 

I rolled my eyes. He was that type of guy. Cheeky, without a fear of touching someone.Typical, someone so perfect must have a flaw somewhere. Those people always risk to get slapped in the face. I ignored his compliment.

"Just follow me, I will show you around." I said already walking. He followed me. When I turned around while walking to make sure he really was following me I caught his gaze on my bum. He smirked at me and shrugged. I groaned annoyed.I would love to take everything back I said about his appearance, but he still was beautiful. 

I waved him next to me. "Come on, hurry up a bit." To be honest, I don't really care about the time we were wasting, I just felt uncomfortable to have him in my back. I would feel his gaze the whole time.

"You smell really good." he said grinning at me and I realized how dangerously close he was to me.

"And you smell like cigarettes." I replied gruffly.He shouldn't even try to do his cheap thing with me. I knew those people and I also knew how to cope with them.I stopped walking. 

"Theres the secretariat." I pointed at the door.

"Wait." he said in his deep voice.

"I have to leave something in there." he had a weird accent. I would never admit it in front of him, but I kind of liked it. It sounded british and ghetto at the same.

"Don't run away or I'm lost." he said winking at me before entering the office.

I hissed.As the door closed, I immediately reached for my phone. I deleted what I was going to send Lennon and typed in a new message.

'I just met Mr. tardy. Oh.my.god. Hot ? yes. My prince? DEFINETELY NOT.'