Keep It In The Closet

Who's that?

The next class I had was art, which was, for the day, being held in the library since the room still smelled strongly of paint and it would all be cleared in a week, maybe two.

When I walk in, all I heard and saw was whispers and groups of girls and boys looking at books. I slowly walk in, scoping around as I walk, wondering where I was going to sit. As I was walking, I felt someone bump into me, and my notebook falls out of my hand, making me sigh heavily. I don't look at who it was, I only look at my notebook on the ground, sighing. Why. Why do these things happen to me. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking at where I was going." I hear him whisper, and I smile, shaking my head. "I wasn't paying any attention either, so it's all good." I respond as the boy picks the notebook up. He hands it to me and I take it slowly, before looking up at him. He had jet black hair that was fixed into a quiff, and hazel eyes framed with surprisingly long eyelashes. His jaw was perfectly chiseled in this light, and he looked like an angel. But with black skinny jeans a white shirt, a leather jacket, he also had the edge of a bad boy...sweet holy Jesus this kid was very attractive. I could definitely get with it. I push the weird thought away and thank him quickly, before walking away with a glide in my walk, and I could feel him watching after me. Yes, that's right. Watch after me.

I walk up the stairs of the library and to a shelf, scanning slowly for no reason at all. "Did you really just talk to Zayn Malik?" Someone asked from beside me, and I snap my eyes up to see a pretty girl. She had light brown hair and green eyes, with a black tank top and black leather look shorts. I shrug it off, and tell her what actually happened. "Not really, I mean he only bumped into me and I dropped my notebook. "Not really. He bumped into me and said he was sorry, and I said it was nothing." She smiled slowly, before looking behind me. "Well speak of the devil." She said softly as Zayn proceeded to walk by, giving a quick glance to me and Jesy, but his eyes did kind of linger on me....he was so beautiful...I didn't need this in my life. "Well then. I'm Jesy. You dating Zayn?" She says softly, and I smile. "Leigh-Anne, and no. We just met! How about you?" I say, and we both start to walk. "Ah...not Zayn. I'm dating a kid named Niall Horan. Are you new? I haven't seen you around." She says as we get to a table. "I'm new, yes." "Hm. Sit, sit. Guys, this is Leigh-Anne. Leigh-Anne, this is Danielle , Eleanor , and Pixie." She says, and they all wave and say hi. 

"So have you met anyone yet? Ya know, besides Malik." I smile and nod, thinking. "I've met Louis, Perrie, Jade, and of course, Zayn." They all look at each other, before one of them pipes up. "Did you just say...Perrie?" The blond haired one asks, and I nod. "Yeah." Pixie shakes her head, and Eleanor decides to speak up. "Perrie's like...a first class bitch. She might seem nice, but she's a total nut job." I raise my eyebrows, surprised. She seemed so nice! "Really?" "Yeah! Jade's nice though, I like her. But uh...Perrie? No deal. We all used to be friends with her, and she is...the Shields version of Regina George. Jade's just like her minion or something." Danielle warns, and I slowly take it all in, before frowning slightly. "Would've never saw that one coming!" "No one would." Pixie responds as the bell rings. Everyone falls silent as the teacher starts to speak and give us instructions to just draw what we saw around the library. I look around and decide to draw the vase that was sitting in the middle of the table. It only took me a few minutes to finish it, before I started to color it in with pretty colors mindlessly. I colored the inside pale yellow, and the inside part of the flower a light purple, and the outside a deeper, darker purple. I colored the stem of it light green, and the vase a light blue. "Very good... Leigh-Anne!" The teacher said as she walked by, stopping to read my name, and I smile. "Wow, you're amazing at drawing!" Jesy whispers, and I look at her drawing. She was actually drawing my notebook since we got handed separate papers...and her drawing looked exactly like my notebook! "You draw so good too!" I whisper as the teacher looks at her drawing, and says that hers was good too. "It looks exactly like it, actually." I whisper, raising my eyebrows. She was very talented. 

By the end of class, we'd drawn different things, and it was actually a very nice class, not to mention the people I sat with were very nice. "Bye guys!" I say at the end of class as I wave. We were walking separate ways, but they turned to wave back. Instantly, I hear someone call my name. "Leigh-Anne!" Perrie says, and I turn around to look at her...and she didn't look very pleased. "Why exactly are you talking to...her?" She asks, and I shrug. "Because she's been nice to me all class, why?" I say as I turn to look at them. Jesy sent a cheeky little wave to Perrie, Danielle waggled her fingers, Eleanor smiled, and Pixie made a kissy face.I had to choke back a giggle, something told me not to turn this into a joke. "She's a backstabbing, lying, sneaky, cold hearted bitch." She hisses as her icy blue eyes turn a shade darker, pressing her lips into a thin line like she did before. I frown slightly, suddenly worried for my health. This girl had serious mood swings. "Okay." I respond slowly, and she sighs, clearing her throat. "Good, now let's go for lunch. We have to hurry or we won't get the best seats." She says as she walks off, leaving me to stand beside Jade. She doesn't say anything, she just walks after Perrie, and I basically have no choice but to follow. 

Maybe she was a manic after all.