Zayn Doesn't Date

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I saw Ashton shrugged on his leather jacket and pulled a lighter out of his pocket. "Enjoy your first day as the new boy," he called over his shoulder, a smoke already pressed between his lips.

My stomach did a flip. His words made me feel even more nervous. I didn't want to be the new boy-I didn't know how! I had been attending Hawks since sixth grade, where I'd shared the same dorm room every year with my best friend, Stan, and hung out with the same group of kids that I'd known since preschool. My eyes welled up as I thought about home.

"You okay?" Michael asked. He must have noticed the worried look on my face.

"Fine," I muttered, blinking away the tears.

"You sure?"

"I'm fine, I swear."

"Okay. Well, how about I show you where the office is?" he asked as he strapped his guitar onto his back.

"You'd do that?" My voice jumped up in hope.

"Sure thing," he said and smiled. "Can't have you getting lost on your first day."

The breath I'd been holding in hissed out through my lips. "I'd really appreciate it, Michael. Just let me grab my stuff.''

At the back of the truck, Zaynwas sitting on the tailgate as if he was waiting for something. "So, Tomlinson," he said and handed me my bag. "Whad'ya think?"

"About your school?" I asked. "It's, um-big."

Zayn laughed. "You've been sheltered in a boarding school since junior high, and all you have to say about your first impression of the real world is that it's big?"

I hate it, I thought. But that answer wouldn't do. "It's very different from my old school," I said slowly. "For example, I don't have to wear a uniform."

"You wore uniforms?"

"Yes," I replied. "It was a private school, so they were a requirement." Thinking of my old, lumpy-looking sweater, tie, and matching plaid skirts , I heaved a sigh. Yes, my uniform was ugly, but there was always something comforting about pulling it on in the morning. So I decided to wear what I would usually wear in the summer time even though it wasn't summer but it was close to it.

 So I decided to wear what I would usually wear in the summer time even though it wasn't summer but it was close to it

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"And you went to an all-girls' school well mostly girls? Man, that must have been a sight. Schoolgirl outfits are hot."

"Sorry?"

"You know, like Britney Spears?"

I gave Zayn a pointed look. "Our skirts came down to our knees."

"Shame," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "But, I bet you'd make it look cute."

His compliment caught me off guard. "I-um," I stammered.

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