Soccer Princess /DISCONTINUED./

Chapter 15.

"All set?"

"All set."

Louis and I are now in our Algebra class. We set up the prank that Louis came up with, to be honest, it's kinda old. But it'll do.

We got some transparent duct tape from Louis (He had one in his locker- Don't ask) and we put it on the door so that is connected the side of the door, to it's opposite one.

I used the duct tape to hang my phone at the corner of the ceiling, and I put it on video mode so that it can record the prank.

Me and Louis skipped the last 10 minutes of lunch, and ran over here so we can do the prank.

As the bell rang, me and Louis removed the duct tape quickly from the door, as we forgot the some students will pass first. Louis and I stood beside the door waiting for everyone to pass through, hoping the everybody would come before the teacher.

Later, we made sure that everyone was seated in their places, we place the duct tape in it's place as before. We sat in our chairs, as we waited for the teacher to come.

After 20 seconds of waiting, I heard footsteps coming over, I nudged Louis lightly with my elbow addressing to him to turn his attention to the door.

As the teacher come to walk over inside the class, she was stopped by the duct tape the was on the door, as she struggled to get it of her, the class was already in a fit of laughter.

(A/N: The duct tape door prank is on the side >>>>>)

As she settled down, her face was red with embarrassment and anger.

"WHO DID THIS?" She shouted.

No one answered her.

"I WILL SAY THIS ONE MORE TIME. WHO DID THIS?"

Again, no one answered. The teacher said no more, she sat down on her seat trying to calm her self down.

"Open your books on page 87." She said.

And the class obeyed.

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It was the end of the day, and I had soccer practise. I was now on the soccer field, and the coach was saying the names of the people who were going to play in the up coming match. 

I had my fingers crossed hoping that me name would be said.

"All right team. Listen carefully, if I said your name, you'll be playing in the match. If I didn't, you'lll be sitting on the bench. Understood?" Coach Willson said. After hearing a bunch of 'Yeahs' and 'Okays' he started saying the names.

"Steve McCoy,

Michael Russo, 

Niall Horan,

Jason Jackson,

Louis Tomlinson, 

Zayn Malik,

Liam Payne, 

and Harry Styles."

I suddenly felt disappointed in my self. I won't be playing in the upcoming match. but then later after I counted how many people who were going to play. I noticed that they were only 8.

"But coach, what happened to the last 3 players?" I asked.

"I still haven't chose them." After he said that, my spirits were immediately risen-ed up. I still have a chance, I just have to work more hard.

Then, the coach spilled up into partners. I ended up being with Zayn. Before practicing with him, I decided to do some warm ups, since I came late and didn't have time to.

As I finished, I ran over to Zayn and I saw that he was pacing back and forth. He was running his hand through his perfectly styled hair countless times. His eyebrows were scrunched together and his mouth was set in a thin line. Zayn looked stressed... No stressed didn't even cover it. He looked like he was about to explode or even at-least throw someone wall the way to China.

When he saw my coming towards him he have me a small smile.

"What's wrong?" I asked him as I approached him. "I swear you were about to pull your hair out. What was it? was it some secret stalker telling you to be careful 'cause your next? Oh, maybe your ex-girlfriend told you that she wants to get back with you. Ha, that's it, isn't it? A girl. It's always is."

"A secret stalker? You do have some wild imagination there, but no. It isn't a secret stalker, but yeah, it's a girl."

"Aw man, I wanted it to be a secret stalker, so that I could get rid of you."

He fake gasped "You're so mean!"

"I prefer the term 'Mastermind' but evil seems a little better as well. It has a nice ring to it." I grinned.

"You're so evil!" He corrected himself.

"That's better. So you gonna tell me what's making you so stressed out."

"I'd tell you, but your evil. So I won't."

I groaned "Why can't you just tell me?"

"Because seeing you struggling gives me pleasure" He smirked.

"God, I think you're worse than me!"

"I'll take that as a compliment."

I decided to drop the subject of what was stressing him out, since he looked like he didn't want to talk about it. I went over to get a ball, and I kicked Zayn's head with  the ball.

"Well, that hurt." He said.

"That's what you get for being mean."

"I wasn't being mean!"

"Yeah, you weren't. I just wanted to come up with an excuse. Now that I thought of it, I was to re-act this whole scene."

"What?"

"Just say 'Well, that hurt'  so that we can re-act the scene." I said.

"Uhh, okay? Well, that hurt!"

"YOU DESERVE IT PEASANT!" I said giving up a hard push that made him fall onto the ground.

"Oww!" He said rubbing his bum "You know? This is one of the cliche moments where you are supposed to fall on top of me and kiss me."

"Yeah, this is also one of the cliche moments where I step on your face until it explodes."

"Harsh."

"Does it look like I care?"

*****

Hey, a little bit of Zris actions, eh?

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Then, I have winter break, and I PROMISE I will update more frequently.

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