Chapter 4 ~ The Apple

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+ Julie's Point of View +

During biology I got to sit next to a guy named Zen, or something like that... When I sat down next to him, he just looked up at me and nodded a little, and then he looked down in his books again. He didn't even say hi. But I don't think he meant to be rude, like Louis did, he was just a bit shy. Or maybe extremely shy.

He actually blushed while looking at me.

Okey, that sounded kinda selfish, like I expected him to be in love with me at first sight or something, but it wasn't that kind of blush. More like 'oh god, a human is looking at me, please make it stop'.

I couldn't help but look at him, though. He was actually beautiful. He had brown hair, high cheekbones and an amazing facial structure. And even though he didn't really look at me, I could tell that his chocolate brown eyes were beautiful as well. 

The lesson hadn't even started yet, but Zen or whatever had already started scribbling in his notepad. It didn't look like school work, though... More like some kind of poetry. I wondered what it was about? I didn't even know that people like him existed in the real world? Guys who write poetry? Wow. If someone did that in my old class, then everyone would have been laughing at him. Or, not me of course, but everyone else.

Suddenly, he started to draw. He did different sketches of his name, and I realized that his name was 'Zayn' and not 'Zen', as I thought by the way the teacher pronounced it. Zayn also drew superheroes, planets and such, and I thought it looked really cool. Should I tell him, maybe?

Wait, no... I didn't want him to know that I had been watching him all this time, did I?

No. The answer was absolutely no. I didn't want him to see me as a creep for the rest of my days here.

"Hi Zayn", said Niall and patted Zayn on his back when the lesson was over. 

"Hey Nialler." Zayn smiled, and I died a little inside. His smile was as beautiful as his whole face. 

"Is it okey if Julie here sit with us at lunch?"

"Yeah, sure", Zayn said with a shrug. 

"Great." Niall took his books and nodded at the door. "Come on, let's go."

"You seem so happy today, Niall. Are you sick or something?", Zayn asked, but right after he said that I saw something change in the way he looked at Niall. Like he regretted what he had just said. Niall just looked at him for a while, but then he shrugged and let a smile grow on his lips.

"Nope, I'm just having a good day, I guess."

The awkward silence was gone, and we left the classroom. My stomach was growling for food, and I really hoped that no one but me could hear it. 

In the school cafeteria there was shitloads of people. It felt like everyone was looking at us when we entered the room, but I knew that it was just my mind, trying to fool me. Or maybe it was my pills? The doctor told me that they'd make me feel pretty weird sometimes, but that it would be worse if I didn't take them.

Zayn and Niall took a tray each, so I did the same and started to pick out the things I thought looked yummy. Hamburger was the food of today, but of course there was other choices too. Niall didn't seem hungry anymore, though. The only thing he took was an apple. Maybe he didn't like hamburger? But wait, was that even possible? 

I shrugged and tried to concentrate on my food so I wouldn't drop the tray the first thing I did here. That would be sooo embarrassing!

"Wow, Niall. Are you going to eat that?" Zayn nodded at Niall's apple when we sat down by a table.

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