Chapter 4⃣

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Chapter 4:

(Zoë's POV)

"KAITLYN!!" I knew that name sounded familiar! I knew kaitlyn from a camp I went to for a week! The camp we went to was called "Fun Month Camp". It was called that because for a month of your summer they would take you to do super fun things! Kaitlyn has Dirty Blonde Curly Hair that goes down to her shoulders, and has the prettiest dark brown eyes you have EVER seen! We were like BEST friends for the summer! "DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL HERE NOW?!?" She asked excitedly. "Yes!" "EEEEEEE!!" We both squeaked! She put her books in her car, and walked over to me. I finally have a friend. "Sooo, lets get into the girl talk! Have you seen any one yet?" She winked at me. "We'll, I've met you and...." "No silly! I mean guys! Have you seen any cute guys walking around school?" A thousand things went though my head. I do like someone! I like Harry, but Kaitlyn is dating Harry! I can't tell her I have a crush on her boyfriend! "Oh, uhh. Not really." I told her trying to sound like I wasn't lying. But I guess I did cause... "Your lying! There has to be atleast ONE guy you have seen! My... I'm mean Our school is filled with A BUNCH of hotties!" She said while giving me a giant grin. "I'm serious, I don't like anyone yet. I mean it is only the first day of school..." I said. "I guess your right. But if you see anyone, tell me and I could hook you up with him!" She said winking at me again. "Ok!" I said giggling. She walked back to her car, got in and drove away waving to me. I got in my car and just sat there. Then thinking in my head. I have to find a new guy to crush on. Maybe Zayn could help. I pulled out my phone and started texting Zayn.

Me: hey!

Zayn: holaaa

Me: did you want to come over after school? I need to talk to you about something. And bring your books if you can, cause I might need help on my math homework. 😂

Zayn: Sure! Are you home? Could I come over now?

Me: Yea I'm on my way! See you there!"

I gave him my address and headed home.

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