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(Alison's P.O.V.)

".. Zayn.. ?"

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My eyes shot open. Again a nightmare about that day. I sighed out, and got out of my bed. I scrached my head, and walked to the bathroom making my self ready. I took a quick morning shower, and just turned on my t-shirt with "kiss my ass" on, and ripped jeans.

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"Goodmorning, people." I squirmed, and sat down. My mother walked by 'dropping' the milk next to me.

"Everything okay, hun?" my mother asked me, as I nodded to her question. My father turned on the news just to see him. The guy that destroyed my childhood.

"Zayn Malik, known as the 11-year-old boy that strangled his aunt with a jumping rope, is now getting out of prison. After 5 years, he's allowed to go to school again." the news said. I sighed out. He's coming back to Brookhaven? Oh, no.

"Come on, Ali. I'll get you to school." my dad said. (he's a cop) I took my army jacket, and put on my converse.

*school*

As I got to school, I stepped out and closed the door. My dad drove off, and I walked down the path.

"Hey, Ali." Ian smiled and walked besides me.

"Hey, Ian. What's been up?"

"Nothing, much."

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I was looking in my book in the school hall ways, 'till I caught Lola and her 'popular' friends looking at me. I sighed out and looked back at my book. Shit, Lola was walking over.

"Hey," she started.

"Hi," I sighed out.

"Have you been having those nightmares again? About.. that day.. ?" Lola asked.

"No." I lied.

"Well, I do. Him, and that face. And the yellow jumping rope--"

"red," I interrupted her. She looked at me.

"It was a red jumping rope.." I told her. 

"Have you seen the news this morning?" I asked her.

"Yeah.. He's coming back to Brookhaven." Lola answered.

"Why would he come back after that happened?"

"I have no idea,"

We saw everyone looking at the beginning of the school halls. I gulped, and looked the same way.

I saw a tanned guy walk over, black quiff and ear piercings. I panted, and my hands were sweating. He was walking over to US.

"Boo." he said. We both looked at him, terrified.

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THAT WAS THE PROLOGUE

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(thanks to IanThomas_IsPerfect I used Ian Thomas as Ian in this story)

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