Nightmare

Chapter 1

I walked out into the cold English air. I jogged over to my car and quickly turned it on to get the heat.

It was March so it was still freezing and sadly I had to go to school for six hours.

Once my car had heated up I drove to school. It took me a good ten minutes because of traffic and another five minutes for me to find a space.

Once I was finally parked I made my way into the school to see if I could find my friends.

I felt two cold hands cover my eyes and I screamed with the shock.

"Guess who?" My best friend, Marcus, chuckled.

I turned around and smacked him in the chest. "You gave me a fright!"

"That's why I done it." He laughed. "So, want to come to my party tonight?"

"Sure. Pick me up?" I asked.

"Of course. Be ready for eight."

Marcus always had party's on a Friday night. His parents always went away for the weekend. Why and where I don't know. I never asked.

"Is it going to be one of your usual party's?" I asked whilst we walked to our lockers that were next to each other.

"Well yeah. Apart from I've just said anyone can come."

"Why the change?"

"The party's were getting boring. New people might make it more... fun."

"Or trash the place." I giggled.

"Hope not." He laughed. We reached our lockers and I put the books I need in my bag.

The bell wrung and I made my way to maths. In other words hell.

I took my seat at the back and got out my stuff. The class soon started to fill and the teacher started her boring lesson.

A short girl with blonde hair that was dip dyed pink walked into the class. I had seen her around the school a few times but never spoke to her.

"I got moved class." She explained to the teacher. "I'm Lily."

"Nice to meet you. Sit up the back next to Yasmine." The teacher said. Lily nodded and sat down next to me. "Oh and take off your leather jacket thing. It's not uniform."

Lily rolled her eyes but took it off and put it on the back of her chair.

"Are you Zayn Malik's little sister?" She asked. I noticed she had no bag or anything that you need for school.

"Yeah. Why?" I asked.

"He's a friend of my boyfriends." She answered. "He was supposed to give us a tattoo but didn't bother." She sighed.

I nodded my head. I didn't really care.

"Could you get me an appointment with him?" Lily asked.

"I didn't even know he still worked as a tattoo artist. I haven't spoken to him in a week."

"That's like me but with my parents. And it hasn't been a week. More a year." She laughed. I nodded my head, again.

"I didn't even know he still did that stupid tattoo job. I hate tattoos." I muttered.

"You really shouldn't say that to someone who has five. Plus I think tattoos are hot. Like your brother." She laughed. "I'm joking. I have a boyfriend."

"Are you girls just going to talk all period?!" The teacher shouted.

"Sorry miss." We said at the same time and then I payed attention to the lesson. Lily just sat and looked out of the window.