She is bound to figure him out. He is shy and mysterious.
He was always the shy one. He hates him and his name, he gets bullied by school jocks, he barely eats, he has scars, he looks bad ass, but Zia isn't afraid. No matter how many times he yells...
I really don't want to go in another year of highschool. Well at least it's my last. I think as i walk through the all to familiar crap pen. Aka, Bradford High. I gaze at the red lockers down the hall making it look like a disney show. But this is no disney show at all. This is dumb shitty life. Allow me to introduce myself.
I'm Zia Pits. I only have one little sibling, Izzy, she's five and she is annoying as hell. My parents never treat me, or do anything for me. They are always to busy with work or pampering Izzy. I have lived in Bradford all my life and i don't give a damn to whoever thinks I'm a brat. I'm the most popular girl in our school and i can practically have any guy i want. But, that's the way i like it. I'm preppy but at the same time, punk. I hate whimps. My parents get me anything basically. But of course they have they're limits. No cussing, no sex before you know he is really "the one" as they say. And no getting drunk. Well, i drink and smoke and cuss but they would kill me if they found out i broke the rule of no giving up your virginity.
Anyways thats basically me. I am now sitting in english, m second class of the day and I'm board my ass off. So i text my friend.
Zia, Heyo I'm board my ass off in english. Help!
Emma, I know i am too. Except in Science. Ugh. At least you have art next.
She texts back making me smile remembering i love art. The only good thing about this school is that this school actually let's you do graffiti in art. I'm really good at it.
"Miss Pits. If i catch you on your phone again you will have to give it up." My teacher says as i flip her off. She just shakes her head doesn't say anything more. Even the teachers know their limits with me. They know them because my parents are like rich so they could make them lose a job if they wanted to. Ha.
As i step into the cafeteria i spot my group of girls at our normal spot. I walk over grinning. "Hey beotches." I say in a girly tone. They laugh and greet me. We eat in peace gossiping about whatever until the group of popular boys come. Typically they come to flirt with the popular girls. "Hey girls." They're leader Louis says trompsing over with Liam Harry and Niall stringing behind. They all go over to my friends and Louis smirks at me. "Hello there." He says as i look away. "Well hello Louis." I say smirking. "Whatcha doin tonight babe." He says as i look at him.
Now we aren't a couple. We just flirt. Dating is too uncool for us. Louis and the other boys are also the best jocks at school. They play key spaces on our football team. All of my friends are in cheerleading but I'm not that type. "So there is a party tonight at Nialls you wanna come." He says as i grin. Is there alcohol?" I ask still grinning. "Oh babe. More than you can think of." Louis says into my ear. "Great I'll be there." I say as he smiles. "Great anyway practice so. I gotta go babe, bye." He says as i wave. He and the boys walk away. "Oh my gosh, Harry is such a dream." Emma gasps from beside me. I smirk. "Hey guys Emma's gonna hook up with Harry tonight." I say as she blushs. And the girls gasp. "Stohp okay." She whines.
"So anyways. Did you hear that that Zayn kid snotted to Louis today." Grace, another friend who likes Liam says. "Omg. What." Emma gasps. "Are you serious." I say as she nods. "Okay so the whole thing was that Louis had a soda in the halls and Zayn saw it and picked it up and..." she says leaving us hanging. "What did he do." Summer, the one who likes Niall, says." He tried throwing it away." Grace finishes.
"Oh my fudge what the hell." I say as i look around searching for the skinny twig. "Where is the skinny twig anyways." I say as they all laugh. "Oh you haven't seen him yet?" Emma says referring to that he lives across the street from me. "No he went somewhere all summer with his gross dad." I say referring to his dad I've seen a few times. He looks like the man that would get drunk everynight. "Oh." Emma says looking at Grace and Summer. "What?" I snap getting inpatient. "Oh its just that,' but before Emma could finish the bell rung signalling art for me.
"Ugh. Fugging bell." I mutter under my breath. "Oh welp see you later." Grace says hurrying away with the rest. "Little shits." I say to myself as i am annoyed they didn't just finish. Oh well off to art.
As i step into the art room that teaches graffiti i see that i am early and there is only a lone figure standing with his back to me working on an unbelievably good graffiti art.
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I walk in more. Watching the boy work damn hard. He was almost as good as me. Almost. I stand there unsure as he quickly looks back at me and then shyly back at his paper. I almost crapped m pants. "Zayn." I say as i walk in more. I study him. He has groan a hell of alot bulkier. He was even almost bigger than Liam. And Liam is the biggest guy in our school. "Zayn the twig." I say unsure still. He timidly shakes his head. He hasn't gotten an attitude change though. If anything he got shyer." Well are you gonna talk to me or just stand there like a dumbass." I say impatient. He looks down more. "No." Is his short answer. "So when did you take interest in graffiti." I say as he looks me straight in the face. It is then that i notice.
He has a black eye, busted lip and a bleeding eyebrow. And let me tell you. He looked alot different in the face too. He still had his nerd glasses though. A look of shock came on my face. "Well. I kinda found it as a way to express myself." He says as i am amazed. His voice was so tough yet soft. "What the hell happened to you." I say in disgust. "Um. Louis." He says like it was obvious. "Oh." I say not quite knowing wether i want to be mean or nice to this kid.
"Okay class." The teacher says coming in with five other people. "Today you will be doing free graffiti. Just to get used to it again." She says. I set up my canvas and start work.
