Havana.
"Okay class, today is a free day. So feel free to listen to music and write about anything you want in your journals." Mrs. Toatler announced.
Most of the class cheered and went to work. I cheered as well and took out my phone and earbuds and put them in listening to The A Team by Ed Sheeran.
'White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs sour taste'
I began to write about my early years in life. Like how, I never knew my father and how my mother struggled to play both positions. Until she met my step dad; Marvin. That's when everything went to hell, especially after she married him. I felt tears start to build up so I stopped writing and changed the topic along with the song. Now listening to Lego House also by Ed Sheeran.
'I'm gonna pick up the pieces, and build a Lego house
If things go wrong we can knock it down
My three words have two meanings, there's one thing on my mind'
I started to write about going to college one day before my earbud was ripped out of my ear.
"Havana, please raise your hand." Mrs. Toatler said.
I raised my hand as she pointed to me.
"You'll be sitting there." Mrs. Toatler informed.
I saw a tall guy with dark brown hair that was in a quiff, with ripped dark jeans a white tee and a black leather jacket walking towards me. I studied his face and he had chocolate brown eyes, a fair skin one, and a perfect jawline. Whoa, his face was like heaven.
"Don't stare too hard, love." He said, winking.
And he has a British accent! Okay, let me calm down.
"I'm Zayn by the way." Zayn greeted.
"Havana." I replied.
"So what are we doing in this class?" Zayn asked.
"Today, it's just a free write. We can listen to music if we want." I answered, smiling at him.
"Cool." He replied, smiling back.
His smile was to die for. Whoa whoa whoa, I JUST met the guy and he already has me feeling like this! I shook out of my thoughts and continued to write and listen to the soothing voice of Ed Sheeran. Soon enough, I felt things being thrown at me. I ignored it and kept writing. It continued and soon caught the attention if Zayn.
"Do you guys mind?" Zayn gritted.
"Do you guys mind?" I heard a familiar voice mock.
It was the almighty Chris. Ugh, he's so annoying.
Zayn paid him no mind and went back to writing until the bell rang. I put my phone away and gathered my books and walked quickly out the door.
"Hey, Havana!"
I turned around and saw Zayn speed walking towards me.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"Could you help me with my schedule?" Zayn asked.
"Sure." I agreed.
I looked at his schedule and I was in some of his classes. The other ones were near mine.
"Okay so we have Science, Art and obviously Language Arts together. Your other classes are near the ones that I have to go to. So you'll be walking with me most of the days." I explained.
"Alright cool." Zayn replied, following me to my locker.
"Aren't you gonna go to your locker?" I questioned.
"Yeah, my locker is this way." Zayn answered.
I nodded and kept walking. Zayn however, kept trying to spark a conversation.
"Are paper balls usually thrown at you during class?" Zayn asked.
"They're just joking around, that's all." I lied.
"You sure?" Zayn questioned.
"Mhm hmm." I said, opening my locker.
I heard Zayn mumble something and rummage around in his locker. I quickly grabbed my books and closed my locker to see Chris leaning against it. I jumped and grew fearful.
"Hey blondie." Chris said, enthusiastically.
"H-hi Chris." I replied, starting to walk away.
"Oh don't walk away from me love." Chris said, grabbing me by my waist.
I froze and replied,
"I-I have to get to c-class."
"So? I can't get a little love and affection?" Chris questioned.
"She said she has to get to class. What part if that don't you understand?" Zayn interrupted, with annoyance apparent in his voice.
"Man whatever. The whore's all yours." Chris replied, storming off.
"You alright?" Zayn asked.
"Umm y-yeah. Let's get to class." I answered.
Zayn nodded and started to walk with me to his next class.
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