Trouble

Chapter 2: They call him Zayn

My next class was art, I didn't choose art but I liked painting and drawing. Erin caught up with me,

"Hey, what class do you have next?"

"Ceramics" I replied smiling.

"I do too," Erin smiled back.

That was reassuring, at least I would know someone in that class. Erin seemed like a nice person as well as everyone else Liana introduced me to. Erin and I sat in the front farthest from the door. Each desk sat two people. Erin and i talked quietly. He had sharp green eyes with black hair, he was quite handsome. I looked at the door, I recognized a few people that were in my other classes. As I was looking at the door I watch Zayn walk into the class and sit down at the seat behind me. Once everyone had been seated, the teacher began talking.

"Hello class, I am Ms. Walt, I am your ceramics teacher. We are going to be working with a pottery wheel and all of you are going to spin something and decorate it. You will decorate and spin in partners of two, the way you decorate it will represent the two of you."

Ms. Walt said that we will carve, decorate, paint and present them. Ms. Walt said that we will have to decide what we will be putting on what we make and well as the colors and designs. Then we will sketch what we will be sculpting.

I wonder who I would be partnered with? She quickly and randomly selected people. If I wasn't partnered up with Erin I would get a chance to make a new friend.

"... Erin and Macy..." I heard her say Erin's name. He gave me a half smile.

"... Kendall and Zayn..." the last person I wanted to partnered up with. Everyone told me that he was dangerous and to stay away from him and now I'm partners with him!

In less than 30 seconds Zayn was out of his seat and behind Erin while he was siting. Everyone else moved seats.

" Move," he said emotionless to Erin.

" You cant just tell him to move from his seat," I sounded quite confident even though I wasn't. " He can stay if he wants to."

He frowned at me and then at Erin. Erin jumped out of his seat and into Zayn's old seat behind us, I sighed. Erin could have stood up for himself instead of me. Zayn plopped down beside me, from the corner of my eye I could see him smile at me.

" Hello love," Zayn said still smiling at me.

I blushed and looked down at my nails that were painted a cotton candy pink. Zayn's deep cool voice had a British accent. His voice gave me goosebumps.

" Erm hi?" I said not making eye contact.

Zayn sat his notebook down on the desk as well as a pen. I began to lightly sketch in my notebook awkwardly, I felt Zayn watching me.

Out of the blue Zayn asked me, "Do you want to go out?" he asked.

I almost squealed in surprise. He had caught me off guard.

" Umn... No," I said still sketching in my notebook. I then remembered that we were supposed to take notes and ask questions about our partners and discuss what we are going to put on what we make.

" what colors should we use?" I asked.

Zayn's eyes widened in surprise and he appeared to be holding back a laugh. He gently brushed my cheek with two of his fingers, my body froze.

"Let me rephrase that, "I'm taking you out."

I shook my head, "I already said no."

He brought his lips to my ear, "Do u like that kid?" he asked whispering, his tone changed.