Mr. Payne

Chapter 5

Zayn's P.O.V.

I woke up a good 2 hours before classes started. I've gotten ready, I've eaten my breakfast and went off for school. I want a good head start to get my schedule and seat in class before anyone notices the "new guy."

Upon arrival, I noticed the gates were unnecessarily large. I guess it's a way for the school show off it prestige.

" The gate is large isn't it." A voice startled me from behind.

I turned around and saw a boy somewhere my age, wearing the same uniform as I am and smiling. " That what you were thinking about, right?" He continued. So much for being noticed as the new guy.

I awkwardly nodded. "Yes"

" Hi I'm Louis Tomlinson. Usually at these time I'm the first one to arrive but looks like I've been beaten to it. You're new here, are you not?" He extended his hand signaling for me to shake it. I oblige.

" Yes. I'm Zayn Malik. I actually came early to get my schedule before classes start."

"Oh, the offices aren't open yet at this time. So you have to wait a little. I'll give you company."

"That would be great. Thank you."

"This is an unusual time to be transfering, isn't it?" Louis inquired

"Well my mother was offered a job here so we had to move."

"Okay. And Malik. Malik. It's kinda a uncommon last name around this part, isn't it?"

"I'm half Pakistani on my father's side. It means king in arabic so I don't complain much."

Louis chuckled. "Cool, cool. No complaints here. We're here. The office."

Looking up, surely I saw the door to the headmaster's office. There were chairs outside so we chose to wait.

Louis and I got to know each other during the wait. We got to know our like and dislikes as well as our hobbies and ambitions in life. He wanted to be a great actor and establish a well-renowned acting school. I told him I want to teach and be an artist in the sideline but if I get famous along the way I won't complain. A bit serious for an acquaintance conversation but I enjoyed it all the same. He also offered me to show me around once we got my schedule. A few minutes later a man, dressed as a mobster in those old black and white movies, arrived.

"Good morning boys." He said with glee

"Good morning sir." We replied in unison.

"How may I help you in this fine and sunny morning."

"Well, headmaster this is Zayn the Transfer student. He'd like to get his schedule." Louis replied. I nodded to affirm Louis' statement.

"Well hello there Zayn. Come into the office. We can wait inside for my secretary to arrive, she has your schedule. Mr. Tomlinson please come in as well, i'd like you to take him for a little tour afterwards. If that's no trouble."

"That's alright headmaster. I already volunteered to do so."

"Splendid. Come on in the both of you."

Passing through the door, I moved towards a desk in the middle of the room. I took a seat. Louis did so as well. The headmaster seating in the opposite side.

"Well Zayn I hope you'll behave in your time here." He clasped his hands, intertwining his fingers.

"There's no problem with that sir." I smiled

"I'm just making sure. I have already read your transcript and record of moral behavior. I found nothing serious. So I think you'll do fine here."

"Of course he will headmaster. He's got me afterall. " Louis said.

"Yes I would hope that Mr. Tomlinson. " Smiling but as if it was emotionless. This guy is creepy.

We heard a click on the door and footsteps.

"Oh hello Ms. Perry. Next time please come earlier than I do. " the headmaster greeted a woman with jet black hair.

"Well headmaster, it's not my fault if you prefer waking up even if the sun isn't up yet. The woman having a clear american accent but her voice was sweet.

"Non the less please do so. Ms. Perry could you please get our friend here his schedule. Mr. Malik. "

"Oh hello sweetie. Here's your schedule. They don't have lockers here so you have to bring your books along. It's a big pain in butt but we have no choice don't we mister headmaster sir. " Ms. Perry said, while giving me a piece of paper and looking to the headmaster at the end.

" Not that again Ms. Perry. It is the boards decision so that the children will be taught discipline. Mr. Tomlinson, Mr. Malik, please go ahead to your classes." The headmaster dismissed both of us we move towards the door,

"As if the the school has no other means of teaching discipline. How about the uniform, the schedule and the after classes cleanings? And not to mention...." Ms. Perry's voice can be heard even from outside the door but as we got farther the voices can be heard less and less.

"I always liked Ms. Perry. Always standing up for the little guys." He laughed at his own statement making me laugh as well.

After catching my breath Louis called my attention. " Now then let me see your schedule." Louis attentively looked with matching 'aha' and 'hmmm' coming out from him.

" What is it?"

"There's nothing much. Your class is 11th grade room C-1. I'm your upperclassman then. I'm in 12th grade my room is D-2. I better get you to your room then. Shall we?" Louis bowed and gestured his hand pointing to the stairs.

"Oh what a gentlemen." I replied passing him but both of us snickering.

The school was a bit crowded now. The halls started to fill with other boys. Louis and I expertly weaved and bobbed, evading the other kids. Until we finally stopped in front of a door. It read "C-1"

"Well this your room. I best go to my room now. Remember I'm just in D-2 , if you need anything just drop by. I'll see you at lunchtime then." Louis waved and turned.

"Yeah. I'll find the cafeteria by myself. Bye" first day and I already found a friend. Though I little timid I walked to the back of the classroom with a smile, passing through a group of kids. I finally reached the the chair and sat down. A few minutes later a blonde boy came to me with a smile. "Excuse but your seating in my seat." I got up to give him space.

"I'm sorry. Where do I seat then?" I tried to ask him but someone else replies.

"Well usually the teacher assigns you one." I turned around to see a curly haired boy took the seat right next to the blonde one. " Although the seat next to me isn't taken yet. So i guess, maybe you can seat here. " nodded and took the seat next to him.

" I'm sorry. Where are my manners. I'm Harry." The curly haired boy extended his hand. I took it to be polite. "I'm Zayn."

"Niall. Say hi to Zayn." Harry said to the blonde boy.