I'm His

Chapter 2

SOPHIE'S POV:

I trailed behind Zayn towards the lunch room. Dang, he's fast.

I just want to know why he hates me so much? He knows nothing about me!

We got to the lunch room and Zayn looked around for somewhere to sit.

"Come on, this way." I said, walking ahead of him to the doors that lead outside.

I heard his footsteps behind me as I pushed the doors open and walked over to the private area I sit at everyday. It's surrounded by flowers and trees they've planted. I sit here alone, mostly because no one wants to sit with me, and it's just nice and quiet. I like being able to work on my music out here. I always get my best ideas out here.

I sat up against the wall and watched Zayn take it in while I got a granola bar out of my bag.

"Is this where you eat everyday?" He asked me.

I nodded, unwrapping my granola bar.

"Do you not sit with anyone?" He asked, making it sound like it was the weirdest thing in the world.

"All by myself." I mumbled.

He didn't ask anymore questions after that, so I took that opportunity to eat my granola bar. I washed it down with some water, then took out my literature homework. We had to write a poem about our lives. And so far, I have nothing. My life isn't exciting at all. I thought it'd be easy, because they say poetry is just like a song. But writing a song is so easy for me, this is extremely difficult.

I let out a heavy sigh and looked up to see Zayn no where in sight? Where did he go?! And how did he go without me noticing?

Hm. He probably didn't want to spend time like this. I don't blame him though, most people wouldn't see what I'm doing as fun.

But I promised Chafin I'd spend time with him..

I put all my things in my bag and put it on my back, then walked off to look for Zayn.

ZAYN'S POV:

She sat there, twirling her pencil in between her fingers. She looked so deep in concentration.

But why would she sit out here alone? Did she really have like, no one to sit with?

God, she's hard to figure out and it's stressing me out. This whole situation is just stressing me out. I just had to get kicked out of my old academy.. It was only 3 fights. They act like I had killed someone..

Wait..

Nevermind. We'll forget that right now.

I carefully snuck away from Sophie when I was sure she was in deep concentration in whatever paper she was writing.

I walked down a path that led me to the back of the school. It seemed secluded enough, and I didn't spot any cameras.

I grabbed a cigarette out of my bag and lit it, breathing in the smoke.

It was so relaxing after all this stress. It was just what I needed.

I felt kind of bad, just leaving Sophie like that, but of course I wouldn't let her know that. I'm supposed to despise her.

Why? To protect her, of course. I can't let her get involved in my life. It isn't safe. There's too many people after me. And the strangest part? She looks like one of the men could be her dad. But I'm sure he's not. She probably comes from one of those perfect families who take matching pictures. I honestly don't believe what Mr. Chafin had said about her dad. But I guess I'll just have to find that out somehow.