Through My Eyes

Chapter-3

It was Monday again. I was excited to see Zayn again although we never got off each other's back this whole weekend. I told him i'd leave to school at 7:10 but change of plans. My mom is starting earlier than what I thought so were leaving at 6:40. A lot earlier than planned.

I gave my mother her kiss and got off the car. I walked down the hall of the schools. It was quit, I've never been here this early. I turned down to the hall where Mrs. Brooks class is. The door is open and I could hear voices having a conversation inside. I couldn't make out the voice of the other person. I walked in and quickly out. I gasped as I saw Zayn there. I peaked in hoping to not be noticed.

"Thank you" I heard his voice and the squeak of the chair as if he sat down

"Hey, I have a question" Mrs. Brook said suddenly. I could already see Zayn look up at her the same way he does when I ask him something or just say something. I peaked in and I was right but his stare was different. When he stares at me he looks at me as if I'm some sort of... I don't know how to explain it. It makes me feel good.

"Marilyn, what's into you two?" she asked

"Nothing...really" he sounded... disappointed

"Why the long face?"

"Well its just that I like her... A lot.I don't know, something about her just made my heart skip a beat. She's...unique." he said

"In what way?! does she have a third eye?" We both giggled

"No, not at all. And if she did, it wouldn't matter. She has everything any one else has it's just that to me, I don't know how to explain it. She's like anyone else... But everything she does, to me seems like something new every time. I never know what to expect from her next." He replied.

"Oh. But haven't you had girlfriends before?" I heard her ask

"Well...yeah but none of them have made me feel the same she does." He said "talking about her. It's past 7:10 I should go check where she is" the legs of the chair drag back. I squeak as I try to run off. It'd be embarrassing I he caught me listening to his conversation... I run quickly to the end of the hall. I got to the end and leaned against the lockers, out of sight. I laughed as I tried catching my breath.

"Hey, there you are" he said all of a sudden. I jumped up and put a hand over my chest.

"I'm here" I said as I kept breathing heavily. He put his hand of my shoulder. What is air?! I told myself

"You alright?" he questioned as he put his arm around me. He seemed closer to me than the days before. It's not like I mind at all. The more you talk about it the more you'll find it difficult to get it off your mind.

"So how was your weekend?" he asked. I pouted my lips and nodded

"It was good and yours?" I asked. he chuckled

"It was great. Especially talking to-" the bell rang. What time is it? People began to rush in and bump against us. This is why I don't like coming late. Time passed by so quick.

"What was that?" I asked over the loud noise. He shook his head and we both began to walk to class. We sat down at our seats. Through out the whole class I couldn't concentrate due to the stares Mrs. Brooks would shoot at us any time I'd glance at Zayn ever so often. I would cough awkwardly.

"I told you the wind would give you a cold.." he whispered. We both giggled

"It's nothing" I said. I looks up to see Mrs. Brooks piercing both of us. What's into her lately?

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After a long Monday, school is over. The sun is hitting on us like crazy. This weather is out of hand. Sometimes it's cold, or windy. And other days, you could barley support the heat. We're both under the shade just constantly talking.