Abandoned Souls

Chapter 1

Ivory Pov

I was woken up by my alarm clock.

Shit.

I forgot today is the first day of senior year at my new school. I recently moved to Bradford from Manchester with my mom and step dad and my little brother Jaiden whose 10.

Let me introduce myself. I am Ivory Collins I have long dark brown hair, brown eyes, very slim as my mother tells me, my height is 5'3. I like to dance, sing, draw, and cut myself. People always bullied me back in Manchester I didn't have many friends. I just found it as an outlet to express my feelings by creating art work on my wrist.

***

I took a shower last night so I went straight into my closet and pulled out a black crop top that reach just above my belly button, and some light washed high waisted shorts with, I tied my red flannel around my waist, and put my black vans. I curled my hair in loose curls, I put on my make up which is just black winged eyeliner, mascara, and a little powder to cover the redness on my face, after that just my eos lip blam.

I was running down the stairs when my mother stopped me at the door.

-" Remeber you have to pick up your brother from his school when your out it's just two blocks away from you school. Okay? "

-" Okay "

She moved out the way and I started walking to school. I took out my Iphone and logged on twitter after a while I got bored and logged out. I already miss Manchester and it hasn't even been that long just a couple of days like six or five. How am I going to survive the rest of my life here? I miss my sister.

***

Without realizing I made it to school faster than I expected. Once I made it to the office I recived my schedule.

1st period history

2nd period math

3rd period science

4th period art

5th period lunch

6th period physical education

7th language arts

locker #33

I started walking to my locker and I could feel stares from people when I finally found my locker I was about to put my books in it when someone bumped into me and they all fell and I got really pissed.

-" What the fuck watch were your going! "

I turned around to meet the most beautiful pair of brown eyes I eyes I have ever seen.

-" I see I have a fiesty locker partner " he said

-" What are you talking about? "

-" I'm locker #34. My name is Za... " he was cut off by this another guy which I am asuming is his friend saying

-" Malik come on " someone yelled

-" Hold up " he yelled back

I love his accent it's different maybe because i'm from Manchester.

-" Let me see your schedule " he asked me

I gave it to him and he compared it to his after a couple seconds he was smiling like and idiot. I couldn't help but smile and stare. He looked up and I quickly looked down but it was to late when I looked back up he had a smirk on his beautiful face.

Beautiful face?

Really you just met him Ivory and he seems like a jerk

A hot jerk

Noo

Suddenly I came back to reality by him shaking me.

-" You okay there... "

-" Ivory "

-" Zayn " he said

-" You okay there Ivory? " he asked

-" Yea i'm fine your just hot "

Once I realized what I had just said my hand flew to my mouth and I turned red.

He had a smirk on his face

-" Well I happen to think your hot too " he said

I just blushed and looked at my vanz like they were the most intersting thing in the world. After slience he put a finger under my chin and made me look at him in the eyes he smiled with his tongue behind his teeth and it took my breath away.

-" Well I have to go, but i'll see you in class cause he have every class together " he told me

My eyes went wide

He kissed me on the cheek making blush and with that he left

Oh boy here we go

***

I am in fourth period waiting for class to begin as soon as the bell rang Zayn walked into class and like every class we had already he ignored other girls request to sit next to them and just sat next to me. It was starting to annoy me.

Few moments later while the teacher was telling us what to draw a curly hair green eyed boy walked in running to the back row.

As he was passing Zayn he stuck out his foot and tripped the curly haired boy fell and his books as well. I slapped Zayn's arm.

-" Quit being a dick"

-" One condition" he said

-" What? You want me to kiss you" I replied with sarcasm

He just smirked.

-" Not gunna happen"

-" Why not babe? I know you want to" he said

I just smiled and shook my head trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach from the fact that he just called me babe.

***

It was the end of the day and I was walking home when I felt someone put their hands around my waist. I knew it was Zayn by the intoxicating smell that I like so much.

-" What do you want Zayn? "

-" How did you know it was me? " he asked me

Your smell that makes me want to kiss you everytime I smell it

Kiss him?

You just met him!

ugghhhh

See what you do to me Zayn

-" Wild guess"

-" Well I was wondering if you want to go out to the movies later?" he asked

-" Yes I would like that"

What wrong with you?

Remember his a jerk

A cute jerk

-" I'll pick you up at 8:00" he said

He kissed my cheek and I couldn't help but blush.

-" See you later babe" he kissed the top of my head and with that he left.

When I got home I started thinking of what it would be like to kiss Zayn.

uggghh

See what you do to me Zayn

After I finished my homework I started getting ready. Right when I finished re-curling the last strand of my hair I heard the bell door bell ring. I knew it was Zayn right away.

Here we go...