The New Kids (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: New Kids.

I woke up to the sound of my phone's alarm blaring Pierce the Veil's King For a Day. My favorite song. And Kellin Quinn is in it, so that makes it better.

Yawning, I got up, grabbing my clothes I prepared the night before, and walked into the bathroom in the hall. I plugged in my iPod to my speakers and turn on some music.

After my shower, I got ready, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, and ran out the door. I was early to the bus stop, so there was no one there. I sat at the bench and looked down at my phone to play Piano Tiles.

In about a few minutes, I looked up to see the bus stop full of people. I was so caught up in the game I didn't realize people were already arriving. Finally the bus came and I got on.

***

"So how was your weekend?" asked my best friend, Casey. We were sitting a lunch table outside that overlooked the football field.

"It was okay. I didn't do much." I answered. "What about yoooooo...." I trailed off. Something caught my eye. These five gorgeous boys walking out of the school. The one who caught my eye the most was the curly haired one.

He had tattooes on his arms and a lip piercing. I honestly don't like tattooes or piercings on someone but I can make an exception for him.

"Zoey?" Casey waved her hands in front of me. "What are you staring at?" She turned her head to the direction I was staring. "Oohh. Those are the new kids. They're gorgeous!" She gushed.

I rolled my eyes. "I know that! But they seem different somehow." She threw a grape at me. "They are the only kids at school with visible tattooes."

"Yeah." I stared at them in a creepy manner as they sat down at a table. Casey smacked my head.

"Ok I know they're hot and all, but we gotta start planning for the Halloween party. It's in two weeks."

"Yeah, ok." I said as I pulled out a piece of paper from my backpack.

***

I walked into my biology class after lunch to see that one curly haired guy. I stood at the doorway and just stared at him. Creepy, I know, but I'm only a single woman.

He turned and caught me staring at him. He waved a little. "Um, may I help you?" He asked. Oh. Mer. Lawd. Does he have a British accent?! Can I have you now? Like, seriously, can I?

I stood there stupidly. "I-I, um, n-no. Not at all. I was just looking for for my pencil." He laughed a little. "Well, you won't be finding a pencil on my face."

The bell rung as soon as he finished his sentence. I quickly walked over to my seat to avoid anymore awkward moments with him.

"Afternoon, class." Mr. Parker said as he walked in. "Oh yes. Our new student. Why don't you introduce yourself to the class."

"Well, I'm Harold Cullen, but you can call me Harry. I have four other brothers; Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn; and a biological sister; Gemma. They all go here." A few girls in the class gave a little sigh. I rolled my eyes. Like no, you hoes, this ones mine.

"Isn't Zayn in this class?" He asked as he checked his clipboard.

"Yeah he is but he's shy." answered Harry. Everyone looked at the back of the room to look at Zayn. He gave us a little wave and then he looked away. More sighs.

"So, Harry, why don't you sit right next to Zoey?"

He looked at me dead in the eye. "Sure." He said coldly. His mood changed from happy/shy to angry-ish. He sat next to me and I looked at him.

"Hey, Harry." I said smiling. He looked straight ahead without answering me.

His fists were clenched together. His face seeming like if he was in pain and he was trying to hide it. With his free hand, he held on to the table's leg as if there was an earthquake.

He then let go of the table and he covered his mouth. He glanced at me then looked at the front of the room. I turned to take a sniff of my jacket. I expected to smell bad, but I smelled like flowers, like usuall.

His glances went on for the rest of the class. It made me feel unconfortable. A few times I glanced back at him, but he didn't look away. Creeepyyyy

Exactly 2 seconds before the bell rung, he quickly got up and ran to the door. This Harry dude is strange. I looked over to Zayn. His face showed no expression whatsoever. I don't get how he can be brothers with Harry. They look nothing alike.

I watched him stare straight ahead in a weird manner. His face looking like he's in pain. Just like Harry.

"Hello? Zoey?" Said Casey, waving her hands in front of me. I snapped out of it. "Oh, hey."

"Staring at the new kids again?" She said, smiling at the fact that I was.

I blushed. "Maybeee."

She shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Well hurry up or you'll be late for your next class."

"What about you?" I asked.

"I'm the TA for the office. I can come whenever, but I have to show up."

"Oh, right."