Liam's P.O.V
Restrained I open the door of the Class room. I feel the prying eyes of the other Students staring at me "Uhm, I'm sorry I didn't found the classroom" a few students chuckle. I could literally slap myself for my embarrassing excuse.with a lowered head I go over to the teacher desk. The teacher looks young and friendly, he gives me a soft smile. "It's okay. I've never seen you before in my lessons, I guess you're a new student. Tell us, who are you " I look down to my feet "Eh, yeah my name is Liam, Liam Payne." I mumble coyly "Haha cuteee. why so shy? I didn't get a word, could you please repeat, sonny?" I hear a sarcastic voice in the last rows and blush. Some people chuckle naughty. There's nothing I hate more than being in the middle of attention. "Kevin, please shut up. Hi Liam, My name is Mr. Courdney i'm your new history teacher. Welcome to my lessons. Currently we were talking about the Nazi Regime in Germany during the second world war. You can sit down next to Zayn" Mr. Courdney points at the free seat next to a boy with messy black hair in the second row. his skin is lightly tanned and he has dark cycles under his eyes which have a soft brown to caramel color. Even though he seems to be extremely tired he looks good. I guess he's a girls crush. As I sit down to him he doesn't even notices me. I take out a notebook and a pencil pretending to pay attention. "Brilliant start, congrats Liam" I say to myself sarcastically. I hear a man clearing his throat, I look up and see mr. courndey in front of me. "Hey you two, Did you hear me?" "I want you to find a partner and create a poster about Hitlers propaganda methods dead line is in 2 weeks ,are we clear? Liam, maybe you can work together with Zayn?" He suggests. "Eeer sure" I stammer. The bell rings. Everybody packs in their stuff together and leaves the classroom. Zayn too. I want to run after him to ask him, how we're going to do this, with the poster but I think he just would think I'm a nerdy jerk so I'll leave this for later.
"Hii Liam" I turn a round and see two girls standing in front of me. They are both brunette, pretty dressed up for a normal school day wearing short skirts and lots of make up. "Hi I'm Melissa and this is Elenor,we heard your a new student?" I give them a soft smile and then look down to my feet "eh yeah I just moved here with my family you know, job things" "hahahah yeah" Melissa laughs totally overacted and twists her hair around her finger while looking into my eyes. i don't even know what's so funny about that sentence obviously she's in a flirty mood. "so..do u want us to show u the school, u can have lunch with us and our friends later. Cute new boys are always welcome" Elenor proposes. I blush and stammer nervously: "course, sounds good, thank you" "aww he's really shy. That's so sweet." Melissa grins "well, okay then we'll meet you later" they brightly smile at me then turn around, clasp in and before they walk away I can hear how Melissa whispers something like "he's mine" to her friend.
Zayn's P.O.V
"Zayn I have to to talk with you" I feel a hand on my shoulder but don't turn around. I shake it off and keep walking down the empty Hallway. "Zayn!" The voice shouts a bit louder. Annoyed I stop "I'm late for 3. lesson, I don't have any time now" "that's no problem I'll talk to your teacher. now follow me please." mrs.ralph is the social pedagogue of our school and my counselor. She also takes care of students which seem to have problems at home or with grades or get bullied whatever. She grabs my arm and takes me to her room. It's very small and everything is perfectly clean. Her desk is empty except for some folders and her laptop. "How are you doing Zayn, is everything okay?" She says in a sweet tone, crosses her legs and looks at me full of expectation. Ough, she still thinks that one day I'll open up for her. Instead of answering I just look around the room and try to detect what the artists of the pictures that are hanging at the wall wanted to express with their paintings. "Zayn, talk to me" her tone is a bit sterner now but she still has a smile on her lips. I don't get how it is possible to stay calm and friendly all the time. "Yeah. everything is fine. Can I leave now?" I say in a bored voice without looking at her. "I don't believe you Zayn. Let's be honest you look incredibly tired and exhausted, Zayn! Is there something going on at home, too much to do for school, lovesickness? I'm here to help you Zayn!" I try to subdue it but I can't help it and break out in laughter. It's so funny how often she says 'Zayn' in a sentence I really should begin to count it. Poor mrs Ralph looks really confused. It's so easy to irritate and to vex her. It's her first year on our school and she's so young she's not even 30 I guess. "Why are you laughing at me Zayn?!" I try to contain me because I feel compassion on her "sorry, it's just.. Nevermind." "Mrs. Ralph everything is fine, school is just hard at the moment, this is everything." I give her a bright fake smile I decided be nicer, I don't want to spend the whole day in here. "That's the point Zayn. You got better but ur grades are still not good you need at least B in 4 subjects. Can you or your parents afford a tutor? I heard about the project in history. I know you well Zayn, I guess you didn't even talked to your partner yet, right? you need a good mark, it's your last chance. Additionally you could make some friends, a partner project is always a good possibility." I get offend and angry. "stay out of my business okay?! I will talk to my history partner but stay out of my private life. Are we clear? I loudly shout at her and can feel how my eyes wet "Zayn, calm down and please don't talk to me like this!" She warns me "Do you take me for a mug? I know your not okay!" She leans over the table and looks deeply into my eyes I don't say anything just swallow down the tears and get up from my chair take my bag and Slam the door behind me. "Ough I hate her so much, she has no idea." but in my hearts of hearts I know she's right.
