Lust at First Sight [Ziall Trilogy]

Chapter Two: First Day Of School

       Today was when I was going to start my first day of school. I took a quick look in the mirror and stuck the fake scar near my eye. Please work. If it doesn't, I'm going to be living through hell for another two years. I went downstairs to eat breakfast.

       "Niall, what happened to your face?" my mom asked me, touching the fake scar. "It's fake mom, don't worry." I said, continuing to take a bite out of the pancakes. "Why would you wear that though?" she said with a disgusted face. "Mom, I just want to okay?" I said. She never understood my problem, and everytime I explained it to her, she would just say that I'm just exaggerating or something else lame. So I gave up.

       "Niall, I'm taking you to school today." she told me, and took out her car keys. After I finished eating, I shuffled into the passenger seat of the car. It wasn't long before we reached school, and I could see it. The building looked like a prison. I opened the door, and stepped out of the car. "Niall, don't get into any trouble." she said, and drove off. I sighed and turned around to enter the building. 'If trouble doesn't look for me.' I mentally thought to myself.

       This school was actually pretty big; I had no idea where the main office was. I asked some people around here, but when they saw me with a nasty mark on my face, they all avoided me. Well, at least now I know the scar works.

       "Hey, can you-" the person I was asking turned around. "Liam?!" I said a little surprised. "Oh hey Niall. Uhh what happened to your face?" he asked me, and I pull him aside whispering, "It's fake, I'll tell you about it later. Can you help me find the main office?" He raised his eyebrow before finally responding. "Sure, it's just right here." he guided me.

       "Hey look Niall, I have to get to class now. Do you think you'll be okay on your own?" he asked me. I'm not so sure about being alone yet, but I nodded anyways. I watched him walk off in another direction, and entered the main office myself.

       "How may I help you?" a blonde lady asked me staring at my scar. "Uhh, I'm new here, so I was wondering how I could get my schedule?" I asked as politely as possible. "Right, what's your name?" she asked. "Niall Horan."I reply, as she turns to the computer and types in something. The next second, a paper is printed out and she hands it to me. "This is your schedule with all your classes and room numbers. You can get your ID in the ID room down the hall in room 101A. Have a nice day." she smiled at me and I turned around to find the ID room.

       Okay, here was the problem. Should I take a picture with my scar or without? I decided try without, and ripped the scar off. Then, I entered the ID room to see a lady who looked pretty grumpy. I put on a bright smile and asked her politely, "Hello, I came to get an ID?"

When she turned to look at me, her expression began to soften. "Sure, honey. Just take a seat on this chair, and we'll take a picture." I guess the charm worked. Within five minutes of waiting, my ID card was printed out of the machine and was handed to me. "Thank you." I said, and walked out to look for a washroom; I had to get my coverup back on quick. Luckily I didn't see anyone. I looked in the mirror and carefully stuck the scar back on. In my opinion, this scar really looked convincing.

I took out my schedule and scanned for my first period class. I had no idea where room 160 was, so I entered the main office again to ask for directions. "Excuse me do you know where room 160 is?" I attempted my charm, but when the lady saw me, she grimaced for a second, and then go back to normal. "Here's a map. Look for it yourself." she handed me a piece of paper. Okay, I guess I won't get the special treatments anymore.

I sighed and looked around, but bumped into someone. I fell completely backwards onto my butt, while the other guy stood there.

       "Do I know you from somewhere?" he asked. I looked up to see the same guy at the mall the other day. At the same instance when he saw my scar he quickly mumbled, "Nevermind." and walked past me. Okay wow, that was rude; he didn't even bother to help me up. I brushed myself off and headed down to my next class.