Zayns pov:
wtf. whats happening?! am i really stuck in my goddamn SCHOOL with people i dont know. or dont like. although, liam is pretty nice. the rest of them... i dont know. Louis obviously hates me (this maybe has its reason) but i dont know if Niall does. i mean, of course his Louis' best friend but he always seems so funny and kind. i dont know anything about Harry, but i always see how Louis looks at him. i often observe people (not in a creepy way, i swear) and i think i know a lot more about this people in this room as they know about me. and somehow, this comforts me.
Now they're discussing about what we should do next. Its like a litte theatre.
Harry: "what should we do now?"
Niall: "definitely not telling the principal or something like that."
Liam: "I dont want to do that either, but i've got the responsibility."
Louis: "DAMMIT!"
god, cant this mate do anything else than cuss?!
"Zayn, what do you think?", Niall asks friendly. Man, i didnt wanted to be one of the actors in this theatre. "i dont want to tell any adults, but i also understand Liams situation", i said. But then, Harry ran back to the window and he said: "hey guys, isnt that our principals car? he's driving away! This man is crazy!" "holy shit, lets see if he was the last one in this building", Louis said. he seemed stressed.
So we all ran to the door where Mr. Cowbell and Simon leaved. locked. Then, we ran to the other door. also locked. there was no way out. "FUCK FUCK FUCK" guess who said that. "Calm down loueh, there must be a teacher, or a coach or at least SOMEBODY" Niall said. good point. so we went first to the staff room. locked. then the classrooms. locked. We are alone in our school and outside, there is a huge storm. wtf.
