In Disguise

Chapter 7

Jasmine's POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock screeching in my ears. Stupid school. I got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I showered using an apple-scented shampoo. I love apple!

I got the towel and wrapped it around my body as I hopped out of the shower. 

I put on my under wear and bra. And then put on denim shorts and a white lacy crop top with a maroon cardigan on top. To finish off I put on my pair of light brown shoes. 

 

I blow dried my hair and put a beaded, white headband on. I quickly put my make-up on and looked in the mirror to see how I looked. After debating if I should have my hair up or not, I left it down. I took my school bag and ran down the stairs. 

I left my bag on the dining table and went to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and got out a carton of milk. I poured some into my mouth while chucking in a few bits of cornflakes there too.

What? 

When you have no time to eat, that's the best and fastest thing to do right? 

Well, that's what I do anyways. 

There was a knock at the door. I stopped and wondered who it could be. Nobody would knock at my door at this time. I wiped my mouth and opened the door. 

"Zayn?" I asked, very surprised as I saw him here.

"Yeah, that's my name." He answered, jokingly. 

"Can I come in?" He asked. 

"Yeah sure." He came in and I shut the door behind him. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked a little confused. 

"Because, I can walk it with you to school." He replied. 

"Okay." I answered. 

Zayn wandered over to the kitchen. His eyes widened. 

"What have you been doing here?" He asked laughing. 

I blushed. 

"I was eating!" I said while laughing with him. I tidied my mess up and washed up. 

"Do you want anything?" I asked Zayn. 

"No thanks." He replied.

I got my bag and headed for the door. 

"Let's go."

We walked slowly to school. The birds tweeted and squeaked. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining down on us, with a nice breeze coming every now and then. 

"Zayn?" I asked. 

"Mhmm?" He answered.  

"Won't I ruin your reputation? I mean like people will see you with me. And you're popular." I explained.

"Hmm good question." He answered. 

When he answered my question it hurt. I mean nobody would want to hang around with me. I'm basically a fool with no life. Everyone has once bullied me. And Harry always has and, maybe, always will. I was lost in my deep thoughts until...

"Jas? Jaaas?" Zayn said waving a hand back and forth across my face.

"I..er....yeah?" I asked.

"You do know I was only joking?" He asked. 

"About what?" I asked, trying to figure out what he was saying.