When A Good Girl Falls For A Bad Boy

Julia's POV:

I'm Julia Sparks and I am your typical good girl. I do everything Im told. I hate breaking rules and dream of having some Prince Charming come and whisk me off my feet. I love colors like pink blue and purple. My hair is naturally auburn and I feel lucky to have it that color. Most people dream of having the perfect browny red color. My eyes are green with flecks of brown in them and I have a fairly pale complexion. I love to were dresses and skirts, flats and some times but very rarely high heeled boots. Im short but I feel they are tow risky.

Ive always been the kind of girl to fall in love with the nerds. But not the ugly kind. My last boyfriend and only Nick is the class president. He had brown hair bright blue eyes and he had some muscles but not to much. Just enough to make a girl go crazy. And his eyes just made my heart melt every time I looked into him. He knew how to treat a girl like a lady.

But due to un for seen circumstances we broke up. It's still hard to see him walking in the hallways at school. We don't talk to each other any more and well he just isn't the same. He seems to be a shadow of him once self. He takes being class president way to seriously now. I know he has been threw a lot since or break up. Stuff that even I cant bare to talk about right now. No one can.

It was a couple of days before I turned seventeen. I was sitting in my math class doing my work as I should do. Every one else around me was talking but I always shut them out. I find it helps me get the work done in half the time. There was a hard slam of a locker just outside the class room. It made me nearly jump out of my seat. The sound of the door creeped open and then the thud thud of his black and red nikes hit the floor. He had on dark blue skinny jeans, a black shirt and a black leather jacket. His arms were covered in tattoos and his hair was perfectly combed. It reminded me of something out of the 50's or 60's. His face scruffy he clearly hadn't shaved in a while.

He slammed a piece of paper down on the teachers desk. Usually Mr.Blake would say something but he didn't. Not about the boys major I'm to cool for school ways.

"Welcome to Junior math, Mr.Malik you can take take that seat right next to Ms.Sparks."

"Cool." Zayn stuck his hands in his pockets. I couldn't stop starring at him. He knew it to. He smiled right at me all the way to his seat. But he was just som memorizing. I quickly found myself thou back and focusing on my paper.

He was the kind of boy my mother would tell me to stay away from.

Zayn's POV:

I got kicked out of boarding school. And my parents are stupid and won't let me drop out. So I was put in the towns local public high school. I didn't think it would be something I'm into. But I think I can be into it because if it means I can see that girl who's last name is sparks. I'll go every day.