*bzzz* is all i can hear.. My face is planted in my pillow as i start tapping my night stand hoping to reach my phone that is repeatedly buzzing. I sit up and read the time. It's 9:01 A.M. "Oh my gosh" i think to myself. I read the text i received, its from Perrie, my best friend from ever i can remember.. Almost like my sister. The text read "ELEANOR JANE CALDER I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR AGES BY YOUR HOUSE!! WHERE ARE YOU??!" Oh gosh i must have over slept... I reply" I'm so sorry pez ill be down in 2 x" these are the times that I'm so thankful that i only sleep in underwear and a tank top. Running through the hall to the bathroom i grab a Nirvana shirt and my new black skinny jeans.. Yeah I'm into bands. "ELEANOR JANE" i hear my mum screaming all the way from downstairs. What is up with everyone using my middle name today?? I take out my messy top knot and get dressed as fast as i can. Running as fast as i can i grab my black converse shoes and my backpack. "Why are you so late love?"
"Why are you so late love?" I hear my mum saying from the kitchen, down the hall.
"I don't know i must of been tired.. Bye now"
"bye my love" mum replies.
I run barefoot all the way to Perrie's car. "You are so late El" Perrie says with an annoyed tone in her voice.
"Im so sorry, you know how late i work at the coffee shop sometimes" i say.
"Throw your backpack in the back and hop on" Pez says with a smirk.
As i throw my backpack i hear an "ouch wtf El?!" Oh gosh.. "Zayn, what the hell are you doing? " i ask with confusion.
"Hiding in the back seat. I don't want your mum to see me.
I know how strict your parents are about you talking to boys and such" he was right.
Zayn Malik is my only guy friend. Its like i wear 'Anti boy spray' or i have 'Don't Talk To Me Boys' tattooed on my forehead every time i enter that damn school... Or maybe all the boys just know that I'm not allowed to talk to boys. But Zayn Malik.. He is one hell of a dare devil.
I remember the first time i met him. It was in math class. Pez had seen him around but she didn't know his name. All she had told me was that he was new and he had tattoos. I gave him the name 'Tattoo Boy' until we figured out his real name.
Me and Perrie were chatting as usual during 3rd period which was Math class. As he walked in i whispered "hey Pez is that Tattoo boy?!" I swear she froze.
Mr.B.L. The math teacher started class with a "Good morning class" as usual.. As soon as he says that i automatically zone out. So did Perrie this time only because of Tattoo Boy. She was literally frozen. It was weird because Perrie is one of those people who like to show off their smarts and answer every question that the teacher asks. And even if Mr.B.L. doesn't ask she still answers anyways. That day Tattoo Boy had taken her job.
I was very impressed by all his participation in class. To me he looked like a someone who would just sleep in class and throw pens at people. When class ended i got all my stuff together to leave and so did Perrie. We noticed Tattoo Boy talking to Mr.B.L. and Perrie wanted to leave as soon as possible but we were always the last ones to leave the classroom.
As she started speed walking she tripped over his long boots and dropped all her books
"I'm so sorry. That was an accident i swear" i remember him say.
"Save it Tattoo Boy" Pez says without knowing what was coming out from her mouth.
"Tattoo Boy huh?" He smirked.
"I mean... Um.. Forget it..! Lets go El" Perrie grabbed my arm and literally dragged me out of that damn class!
"Girls..!" I hear a nice deep voice with the strongest BradFord accent chasing us. As i turned, he was right there apologizing to Perrie once again.. And once again she was..frozen.
"Look I'm quite new here and i was wondering maybe if you girls wanted to have lunch with me..? You girls seem really nice, probably the only ones that didn't give me that look..."he continued.
"What look?" I remember cutting him off.
"You know that look.. The ' you are the Bradford's Bad Boy' kinda look" he looked down at his arm full off tattoos.
"Yes, okay, yeah we can have lunch with you..if you want.. Please.." Perrie says as she put her hand on her mouth. Zayn started laughing and he walked with us to lunch.
Later that day he told us that in his old school they all thought he was outcast car crash..'Hopeless Fool' they said to him.
"My teacher said i was mentally disabled, so unstable so i stayed in bed all day" he continued to tell us.
It didn't seem like it back in math class when he was getting correct answers.. I bet he could of taught all of us that class and we would have all passed it with an A.
He told us he wanted to change and prove his old teachers wrong and thats why he moved here to Manchester.
Ever since we became best friends and i feel like i could tell him anything in the world because he is so understanding.
"Eleanor..." I see a waving hand in front of my face.
"Are you okay..?" He asks.
" Yeah, yeah I'm fine just quiet tired thats all really.." I reply.
"Well hop on we don't have all the time in the world El" Perrie says with a sassy attitude. I can feel her being annoyed.
" do you have an elastic i could barrow Pez?" I ask. She holds her hand out and i grab one from her wrist.
"Thanks" i mumble as i put my hair up in a top knot again.
"Why can't you just leave your hair down?!" Zayn asks out of curiosity.
Because Zayn i have no one to impress and I'm really hot right now..!!
"I don't know, i just like better this way" i say as i put on my Converse.
"Well i like your hair down as well" he says. He can always make me smile.
Pez elbows him. "Ouch, you guys are violent..!" He says while rubbing his chest as if that will help the pain go away. Me and Perrie start laughing as we arrive to school.
