The Boy Next Door (UNCONTINUED)

Chapter 12

Anna’s POV;

‘Anna Davies’, I heard my favorite teacher Mr. Smith from music class say as I walked onto the stage. ‘A very talented young girl. She has an amazing sence of rhytm and can play music very, very well. I will definetly miss this one in my classes, she was quiet but also very much active. A good student whom now has the dream to become a teacher herself and I will promise you people, she will be a damn good one no matter what subject she’ll teach.’  I smiled and gave Mr. Smith a hand, ‘Thank you’ I said and he motioned me to a table to sign the official documents for my diploma. As I had signed the stuff I needed to I sat back down inbetween Sam & Zayn. The rest of the class went by and we had a few good laughs as some of the teachers had to tease their students one last time. When the ceremony was over we all went to the field where we’d get coffee, tea, cake and some time to speak to our teachers one last time. Time flew by and so quickly the time to go to the restaurant for diner with out parents came. Zayn & I said goodbye to our teachers and walked towards the car. Zayn opened the door and helped me in and did the same for our moms and our dads took place in the front again. The ride to the restaurant was quiet, everyone seemed to be thinking about stuff and so was I. ‘Why was Zayn acting so weird and quiet today? Normally he’d tease me more and talk my ears of but now he was just quiet and looking at me.’ As we pulled up to the restaurant a valley took our car and we walked in, my dad up front because this was his scene. ‘Reservation for 6 in the name of Davies’, he said to the girl behind this desk and she walked us to a table. ‘Now, pick anything you’d like, it’s on me’ dad said and we all just nodded. Dad was one annoying man but in this case I was happy with him working so much because it meant we had quite a lot of money and he could do these sorta things. During diner we just talked about the past few years and our upcoming plans. Zayn finally got of his quiet time and talked a lot again but somehow it still didn’t make any sense to me and I was nervous about it. After diner we went home to change, ‘I’ll meet ya here in an hour?’ Zayn asked and I nodded, ‘Sure’ and I walked into the house to take a quick shower and then change into clothes suitable for a party.