Melted

Chapter 4

|Melted| Chapter 4:

I sat at my lunch table, alone, like usual, and watched everyone. Most people think it's weird to "people watch" but I find it quite fun. I just really like to observe people when they talk to others and I like to see their facial expressions and try to find out what they're talking about.

I watched the prettiest girl in the school walk up to Zayn and start flirting. Her finger twirled her hair and her eyelashes fluttered.

Next, I watched Daniel strut up to his group of friends and tackle them playfully. Daniel's not small, and I don't mean fat either. He's very muscular and his shoulders are very broad. He's definitely got a good build to his body.

Lucas walked up to a table of pretty girls and they all looked up at him like he was an angel. All of them smiled and one of them even applied lip gloss to her lips and pushed her long, blonde hair over her shoulders. When she was finished, she smiled at him. He smiled back.

This is what I do everyday at lunch. I sit at this exact table, eat my lunch which is usually only an apple because I'm not one to eat in public, and I'll watch people.

I don't know what it is with watching Zayn, Lucas and Daniel but something about them just grabs my attention. No, I don't like them, I just think they're interesting humans. The way they walk and stuff. It's crazy.

Yes, they bully me everyday but I still find them interesting.

After I got done watching the boys, I couldn't help but think about this morning and the way Zayn looked into my eyes. Usually when he looks into my eyes, it's mean and i don't like it. But today was different. I don't know what changed him but he acted as if he was "sorry".

I'm starting to think that maybe yelling at him and walking away wasn't the answer. Maybe he was trying to reason with me, and I blew it by turning my back on his offer to help.

But why would he just randomly try to help me? It seems a bit skeptical. Especially because he has pretty much bullied me my whole life.

I don't care what he has to say or how many times he's going to apologize, I'm not accepting an apology from him. He's done too much damage to my life and there's no way that just an apology is going to fix it all.

No way at all.

I continued eating my apple while completing my math homework that was due next period.

I just finished, when I felt someone shake my table. I looked up and found Daniel and Lucas standing next to each other, their arms crossed in front of their chests. Zayn just stood behind them and stared at me with his mean look.

"Thought you couldn't read." Lucas spat at me.

I glanced up at them, trying not to look scared even though I am screeching on the inside.

I swallowed, "I wasn't reading."

That's all I said.

I don't feel like getting even more hurt today. I'm already super hurt on the inside and on the outside a little bit.

"You just don't want to admit that all you read is picture books..." Daniel laughed at his own joke.

Everyone started crowding around my table and waited for the boys to say something that was funny to them but utterly mean to me.

I closed my notebook and held it close to my chest and looked at Zayn who was just standing there, still staring at me. Why do I think he's going to help me? He would never.

"Are you scared?" Zayn finally said. He has absolutely no facial expression.

I scratched my head and looked around nervously. I coughed to clear my throat. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Huh?" Lucas said, raising an eyebrow.

Everyone waited for me to finish.

"Who wouldn't be scared of a bunch of jerks?" I stood up and walked past Daniel.

I thought I was going to be able to get past him without getting stopped but I guess I was wrong.

Daniel grabbed my arm tightly and yanked me back. "Don't call me a jerk." He got ahold of my notebook and handed it to Zayn, who held onto it for a minute before tossing it into the garbage.

My gaze fell to the ground and I started to feel hot. It's anger. I felt the tears build up, but I tried my best to keep them from falling. I've already shown them enough of my sensitive side, maybe it's time to step it up and stand up for myself.

Just as I was about to say something, Daniel pushed me into a girl that was walking behind me with her lunch tray. I fell into her lunch, and onto the ground.

That was the last I remembered until I woke up in the nurse's office.