That smile [Zayn Malik]

Chapter one - that smile though!

Jayden's POV

Its sixth period on friday. it's two minutes before the bell rings and my math teacher thinks its ok to do one last quick (and by quick she means slow and long) problem. Like it's ok to do because it's going to make our weekend homework easier to understand. Even though it's not true. it's still very complicated.

It's my senior year in high school and I can't wait to graduate from this hell hole!

While in the middle of writing down the last bit of the problem the bell rings UHHHH!!! REALLY!!!

"Just copy down the problem and you guys can leave. Have a nice weekend!!"

She says.

I really need to hurry so I can catch the bus and get to work on time. I finished and I'm walking to the bus and realize I forgot to take a picture of the homework. Instead of going back for the homework I ran to the bus stop because I saw the bus coming from the corner.

I got to the stop right before the bus left I got in and used my pass. Thank god for all the kids who use the bus right after school and take forever to get on it if not i would miss the bus everyday. As I was getting on, Marty the bus driver started talking to me

"Math teacher make you finish your work again, dear?"

"Yupp, how'd you know?"

We both laughed because I always tell her that. Everyday she is always friendly to me and we always have a nice chat. She is the type of person who always has a smile and can talk to anyone about anything. I honestly wish I had a great bubbly personality like hers.

Once I got off at my stop I checked in with my manager Andy, who was in his office. He is pretty cool. He is always there when you need him but only if you ask, and he will help you out if you get into some problems but I never really ask him for anything. He is only a few years older than me but he owns the store his father gave it to him when he turned 21. Right now he's 22 though he looks a bit younger. He actually hired me about a week after he took over the shop. He never really comes out of his office unless I asked him for help on something, or to check up on me to see that I help out customers.

He alway's trying to look professional with a white dress shirt and some dressy pants.

After that I went into the dressing rooms with my work clothes. Andy was the type of guy who that you always need to professional so he gave me work clothes which I'm fine with I just find unnecessary. It's pretty much a white button up with a white undershirt some black jeans and black shoes. He always told me to put my hair up even though I didn't really like it up unless I was at home, but I didn't mind much. As I was putting my hair up putting every last piece in its place I looked in the mirror looking at myself. My tan skin the few freckles on my nose and cheeks my long curved eyelashes and my light brown eyes. I looked at my hair it was a dark brown with slight waves but not too much. It wasn't curly. It was just a bit wavy. With my hair up I look like I'm a few years younger but I don't mind much. I look down at myself my small waist and my legs and chest that wasn't really big but it wasn't small either I was a C cup. I didn't really have a butt. There wasn't much there but it wasn't to the point where it is completely flat. I'm short 5'5 to be exact. With one last quick glance I left the dressing room and headed to the register. I didn't hate my body but it wasn't my favorite. I put my backpack on the floor and decided to try and work on my homework.

After a while as I was about to ask for the rest of the night off, but I'm not one to leave just because I want to.

I was having a long bad day and just wanted to go home but well that isn't going to happen. I looked up at the clock I still have another three hours at work.