Mr. Payne

Chapter 6

"Hi Zayn nice to meet you." Niall said.

"Uhm excuse me I don't want to be rude but are you Irish? I haven't met anyone else from ireland." I said trying to hold of his excitement.

"Ah yeah. His a little shy about that." Harry said.

"It's fine Harry. Zayn seems nice. Are you a transfer student Zayn?" Niall inquired from Zayn.

"Is it that noticable?" I scratched his head showing off my embarasment.

"Well firstly I haven't seen you before here and I pride myself with my memory on faces. Although names slip pass me easily." Niall laughed which was so adorable. He sounded like a hyena with a hiccup. Both Harry and I laughed along. I haven't made friends this fast before.

"So where are you from?" Harry said putting his feet on the desk in front of us.

"Well I came from Bradford."

"Why'd you move?" Niall asked

"My mum has a job here." I added a smile.

"Oh, well then enjoy your stay here. Also a little bit of advice, just be nice everyone here is nice too." Harry said with a smile reassuring me from my previous anxieties.

The three of us chatted for a while until the bell rang but as soon as it did the rest of the class went to their seats. A teacher came through the door carrying a bag. I looked to my class schedule. My first subject is Political Science History. The teacher took out pictures of people wearing suits and ties. He turned towards the class. "Before I forget please welcome a new addition to our family Mr. Malik." Imagine my shock, I completely forgot about class introductions.

I stood up and gave smiles around the room. "Oh I was going to find you a seat but it looks like you found one. Again welcome Mr. Malik. Now on with the discussion. I hope you can catch up to my lessons Mr. Malik." With that being said the teacher turned back around towards the board to start the discussion.

The first four hours were like any other in my previous school. Dull and boring. Till lunch hour comes around at least. The bell rung and we lifted off our chairs, each one making a bee line for the exit. "Hey Zayn where'll you be having lunch?"

"Aren't we all supposed to take it at the cafeteria?" I asked, being unsure as to why Niall asked that.

"The school doesn't rsquire the students to eat inside the school. We're allowed to go out. That's why I'll be accompanying you." Louis appeared in the doorway as if on que.

"He's right. We'll be tagging along with you if you don't mind." Harry said with a smile while patting me on the back and slightly shoving me out.

As we passed the entrance louis started coughing to get my attention, which worked. He raised both his eyebrows abd started pointing at the two lads that joined us.

"Well well well, who are these boys Zaynie? Made friends already I see." Louis winked at me making me remember.

"Oh yeah. I'm sorry. This here is Niall." I pointed out while pointing at the blonde irish boy.

"Please to meet you." Niall greeted.

"Oh you're the Irish kid I've been hearing about of. A few of my friends seems interested with you." Louis winked making Niall blush and laughing unconsolably.

"Then why do they make fun of him so much?" Harry spoke his mind.

"Oh curly's got a little bit of a temper. No need to get angry with me love, Maybe that's the way they show affection. You know how boys can be." Louis smiled putting his arms around him. " Personally you guys are cool to me. And curly is cute." Louis winked and laughed.

"You a flirty type Louis. I should have known." I commented and everyone got into fits of laughter including Louis.

"Hey I know what I want. And what I want is some chicken wings." We stopped at a small diner and one by one went through the tiny door. We gathered at a table and took a seat. We took the menu. The waitress came by took our orders and in a little while came by again but this time with our orders. We munched in and everyone was full afterwards. After paying we all left for school. Walking back making just small talk. When we were near our room, Louis went his seperate way and said we'll go home together. Enetering our classroom classes were about to begin. The bell rang and we sit in, the teacher walks in and classes start.

It was AGAIN, dull and boring. Except for music and arts class, we went from the classroom to the theatre, then to the art room and back to the classroom when we were rinished. I must say this school is well financed to have a theatre and an art room.

"Awesome, I still can't get over the fact that we have an art room." I showed off my excitement.

"We only go there twice or three times per semester though." Niall stated popping a gum.

"Although you can go in if you have an  assignment to be done or club activities." Harry smiled. This boy sure likes to show off his dimples. Its quite deep if I say so.

"What are you doing?" Harry was about to laugh.

I noticed that I was unconciously poking he's cheek. " oh I'm sorry. I didn't know I was doing that."

"Anyway what's our last subject?" I asked to change the topic.

"Oh Political Science History." Harry said but as he said it was quite noticable how Niall became even quiter and he started to play with his tie. As if he was anxious. Harry turned to look at Niall and frowned. "Oh Niall." He said with a sad face. The bell rang and all of us settled back in our seats. I looked back at Niall and he was hinched over and covering his face.

"Good afternoon class." A familiar voice said.

I looked in front to see who the teacher was and I saw my neighbor standing at the front of the class. His hair was pushed back. He wore a midnight blue suit that hugged his body perfectly. Under it was a black jumper. His smile was soft but he had that dependable and yet risky type of aura to him.

"Okay class, since we have a new student I won't be checking if you did you're homeworks. So that it'll just be additional grades." Every shouted with joy. Except for the three of us. I sat and looked at the other two lads. Harry had a face on which looked like anger, while Niall hid his face with a book.

I returned to look at Mr. Payne and he was looking at me with a smile but I couldn't get any emotion from it. I just smiled back. He walked back to his desk and started the discussion. He lectured for a bit on socrates' and plato's view about the state. Then he stopped.

The whole class wass silent. Dropping a piece of paper would be like whipping a piece of rope during the quiet of the night. He was looking at the back of the class and started to walk. He walked past me and went to Niall. Harry was giving him a death stare with nostrils flaring up. Mr. Payne put his hands on Niall shoulders. Niall's expression was of complete fear. He just stared forward without making movements. I could here the other students whispering. "Well Mr. Horan. I would say that you are very diligent in your studies completely emmersing yourslef in it but I would say that you weren't listening again. Is there something a matter?" Mr. Payne asked a pail white Niall. It was as if his soul has left his body. The chattering became louder. This is wierd.

"No Mr. Payne. I can here every word you say." Niall replied still not looking.

Mr. Payne went between Niall and Harry to sit on Niall's desk. He stared directly at his eyes with a smile and asked again. " I'm sorry Mr. Horan I couldn't here. What was it?"

Niall started to shiver and Harry shot up his seat. "He said he can hear you. Get over it already!" Harry's deep voice sounding around the room.

"Hmmm. Mr. Styles I think we have something to talk about. As your guidance councilor I will have you meet this weekend at my office. Mr. Horan please don't read during my class." Mr. Payne said. The smile missing from his face as he walks back towards the front. He looed staright at me and gave me a wink before starting the lecture again. WHAT THE F*CK WAS ALL THAT!?!?!? I have to ask this to Harry later.