Teacher's Aid (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 27.

"No, I uh, I can't hang out tomorrow." I blushed as my friends and I sat our lunch table.

"Aw why not?" Jane pouted.

"I have, I have something important to do." I bit my lip, looking at my friends as I spun my finger around my waterbottle cap.

"She's blushing!" Lily giggled.

"Are you going somewhere with a boy?" Andrew teased me.

"Aww, our innocent little Skylar." Jessica cooed, reaching over the table and squishing my cheeks.

"I ain't goin anywhere with no boy." I lied.

"Plus boy's have cooties." I joked.

"How about today then? We were thinking about going over to Grace's." Logan said.

"I can't. I have a job interview today." I said, which was true, Sara got me an interview at her work and I was going write afterschool since it was about 30-45 minutes from here.

"So the next time we will see you is at Saturday at the party?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, you'll see me at school tomorrow." I joked.

"Even then at the party, after like an hour we all go our seperate ways." I laughed, taking a bite of the sandwhich I had gotten.

"That's kind of true honestly." Jane giggled.

"Yup, Jessica goes to find some girl to hook up with, Jane and Andrew go and dance before leaving so Jane can get back before her curfew. And Logan and Grace hook up in one of the rooms and then deny it, and then go and dance. And Skylar, I don't even know what the hell she does." Lily smirked.

"I watch like an eagle and make sure you don't do anything idiotic as usual." I smirked back, waggling my eyebrows.

"Hey I do that too." James spoke up, tightening his arm around Lily.

"I know, that's why we are so good of a team." I laughed, making him smirk and high-fiving me.

"Well, I guess we will see you tomorrow." I smirked as I got up.

"What? Lunch isn't ove--" Logan said before I pointed over at the bell seconds before it rung.

"How the hell do you do that?" Jessica groaned.

"Magic." I whispered before turning, making sure my hair whipped, only to hit my hip on the corner of a table.

"Ow fuck." I groaned, the rest of my friends following behind.

They all laughed and I sent them a playful glare before going to my locker.

But oh lucky me, my locker wouldn't open.

I did the combo about 7 times before it finally opened and when I was putting my stuff in there, the bell rang. So I was late to art class.

I groaned, slamming my head against my locker before quickly grabbing my sketchbook and whatever else I needed for art which was basically just a couple pencils.

I walked down the hall, holding my sketchbook to my chest.

"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Malik." I mumbled as I stood in the doorway, I was about 8 minutes late.

"Ms. Harries. Nice of you to finally join us." He said, crossing his arms over his chest and sitting on the edge of his desk.

"Sorry." I said as I started to move to my seat.

"Nuh uh uh." He said as he held his arm out to block me, the dark red button up he was wearing hitting my chest.

I looked at him, pleading with him to let me pass.