New life h.s.

2 // marcel, judging

Chapter 2: 

Once Marcel left i put all of my books that i didn't need for the day in my locker and the rest in my bag. It took me about ten minutes to find the science classroom because the school was so massive!

I had to admit i was a bit nervous to open the door, i mean its the first class at a new school and I'm late….not really a good first impression. 

I opened the door and immediately felt 20 pairs of eyes go straight to me. 

“um hi i’m Emma Simmons i just moved here. Sorry I'm late i got a bit late.” I nervously introduced myself. 

Everyone just looked back to the teacher and she started talking again. So i guess that it didn't matter that i was late anyways. I looked around the room and there was only one empty seat in the back next to a scary looking boy with black hair. I didn't really want to sit there but there wasn't really any other choice. 

When I sit down I decide it'd be better not to speak, I mean i don't want to be late and get in trouble for talking on the first day. 

“Hey so you’re new here?” The guys asked me fifteen minutes into class. 

“Yeah i’m Emma. What’s your name?”

“I’m Zayn. Nice to meet you.”

Since this is the first time i’ve spoken to him i really looked at him. He had some tattoos up his right arm and a black quiff. I have to admit he is rally handsome but he did give off the vibe of a rebellious teenager. We didn’t talk much for the rest of the class but i did catch him starring at me out of the corner of my eye a few times. 

*Ding*

“Well that’s the bell. I hope you guys have a good rest of your first day back!” The teacher told us as students started leaving the classroom. 

I gathered my books quickly and tried to get out of the classroom as fast as i could. I don't want to be late for another class.

“Wait Emma!”

I turned around and saw Zayn coming behind me. 

“Um yeah?”

“Is it cool if i walk you to your next class?” He nervously asked.

Is he trying to make a move on me? 

Can he tell that i’m freaking out right now?

“Yeah that’d be cool thanks.” I tried to reply as casual as i could.

While we walked to maths class we only made small talk. I learned that he has lived here his whole life so he basically knows everyone in the school. I told him how i moved here two weeks ago from America and i’m still trying to get settled down. It took about five minutes to get the maths wing. Yeah a maths wing, thats how big this school is. He quickly said goodbye because he had to get to his own class. 

I walked into my maths classroom and looked for any familiar faces and bingo, found Marcel. I walked over to Marcel’s table and sit down. He gasped and looked at me with a weird face. 

Oh my god, was he saving a seat for somebody else?

“I’m sorry i should’ve asked.”

Well that was a pretty embarrassing start to math class. Luckily theres another free chair next to a blonde girl.

“Hey can i sit here?” I asked.

“Yeah sure, you're new here right?”

“Yeah, my name’s Emma how about you?”

“I’m Molly. Let me tell you, you almost made a big mistake sitting next to Marcel. It’s basically social suicide talking to him.” 

“Oh okay thanks.” I cold replied. 

That girl had no right to say that about Marcel, he seems like a really nice guy. 

After maths I have history, which is not my favourtie lesson. I don’t recognise anyone so i just sit in the back and let my thoughts consume me for this lesson.