Good to be bad .

Chapter 6

In english class I take 'Nisha's ' seat between the boys and hope she doesn't show up to this class like she didn't for history on Friday .
I couldn't handle her stabbing eyes on me today ,

But Everybody else's eyes are on me and Harry lifts my hand to wave it around the class room sarcastically and I giggle .

Yep Friday I sat with the loser and today I'm sat with them ... Go figure !

Everybody is chatting and mingling and Zayn is sat on the table with his feet on the chair laughing with the boy sat at the table in front of ours .

"Do you gonna come to the shed tomorrow " Harry asks .
"Yeah maybe.. " I reply absentmindedly as I rearrange my pens on the table .

But probably not I think in my own mind.

Zayn scrunches up a piece of paper and tosses at that poor boy in the corner .

"Loser " Zayn laughs under his breathe.

"Do you have to do that ? Can't you see he scared of you " I snap under my breathe as not the draw attention and he scoffs at me .

"Who cares " he laughs and suddenly I feel uncomfortable in his company .

What a dick ..

The class starts and the topic is shakephere . While everybody moans I find my self smiling , I love shakesphere .

I lay my hand on the table absentmindedly and it lays next to Zayn's .
I keep my eyes on my book and suddenly his eyes advert discreetly to my array of bracelets and there's a slight smile on his lips .
Amusement maybe or is it funny our wrists match maybe ?

I ignore him regardless and continue fallowing her reading the book until she starts to give her theory on his ability to write ..

She's so off the mark .. Do they not know anything here ?

I'm itching to voice my opinion like usual so i go for it and i put my hand up .

"What are you doing ?" Harry asks in horror .

"What do you mean ?" I reply in confusion .

"Nobody ever puts there hand up voluntary like that in class .. Put it down " he replies and I drop it before she notices .

"What's the problem ? Does she not like hearing the opinions of her students " I whisper .

"I dunno it's never happened " he shrugs .

What kind of a school is this ? Jesus .

"I want to see this " Zayn says with an amused undertone and grabs my wrist in his hand and puts it back up in the air again .

A sudden unfamiliar rush of tingles curses thru my body at the feel of his touch but I brush it off quickly as she calls out my name curiously .

I stand up as not he rude but I change my mind at the last second.
"Nah forget it " I mutter and I sit back down .
Harry was right this is new to all
Of them and all eyes are me in anticipation .

"Please ms Clark I would love to hear your thoughts , I'm glad somebody here has an opinion " she replies tutting at the rest of the glass .

I stand up again and clear my throat. one of the boys dig there pen into my behind playfully and I gasp before
collecting my thoughts again .

Zayn sniggers first so I know it was Harry .

"Well you say that shakesphere had a gift like no other has seen in his time and i believe he did and shakesphere is an incredible play writer and theatre engineer but I believe Shakespeare was an abuser of drugs and it contributed to his amazing screen plays Because It played with it mind and captivated his imagination .. Drugs was his gift " i reply simply and the class snigger at my referral to
Drugs ..