Looking Down , (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

- chapter one ♥

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"Graycen! How are you dear?" My aunt says frantically, rushing into the room. I look up from my book to send a smile her way then continue to read. All of a sudden, she takes my book from my hands and slams it shut. I almost curse her out but then I stop myself.

"I have great news, Graycen!" She exclaims with her biggest  smile.

"Oh really? That's nice." I say, clearly not interested.

"I put you in school! So you won't be cooped up in your room all day reading the same books over and over again!" She basically screams in my face, with enthusiasm.

What I wanted to say was "Fuck! School? How could you put me in fucking school with dumb ass pricks? People who seem that cannot cover up their bodies or speak correctly? Guys who think it's cool to toy around with girls? Or girls who cannot shut up and quit gossiping and telling girls their fat and bullying them into becoming bulimic and has a set goal to be 90 lbs?" Not that it's me, or anything. But what I really said, tiredly, was,"Yay, education."

"You start tomorrow, love. Pick out your outfit and be quiet because I still have to fill out your paperwork to give to the secretaries." She says then walks out of the room.

I let out a sigh as I stand up and walk over to my closet. I pull out my high-waisted shorts, floral kimono, and white top and set them on my window seat for tomorrow. I put my book, To Kill A Mockingbird, in my black-skull printed Jan-Sport backpack that my aunt insisted she buy me. I run my fingers through my light blonde hair and yawn. I look over at the clock. 10:07pm, I should be getting to bed. I pull on my pajamas and climb into bed. I turn off my lamp and it seems like as soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep.

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"Please, dad , no!" I scream at my father, as he pins me against the wall very harshly.

"Shut up you little bitch." He spats at me, raking my frail body up and down. He sucks at my neck painfully, enough to bring blood.

I slide down against the wall , looking away from my father. I can hear the rattling of his belt and zipper being undone. I squeeze my eyes shut tight as he pulls me to my feet roughly. I open my eyes wide and realize something.

I am about to be raped.

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I quickly wake up from the nightmare , gasping for air and with a cold sweat on my forehead. I rub my face and instantly start crying. That was one of the worst days in my life. Well, that and mother dying. And being almost beat to death. And having to live with my aunt and her idiot child, my cousin Alan. He's eight years old and can't read at all , even if it saved his life. Don't get me wrong, I love my Auntie Chris and all, but she can be a bit too enthusiastic about such small things.

I glance over at the clock and it says 5am. I don't think I can fall back asleep, so might as well get up. I get up, make my bed and head to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, shaving my legs and shampooing my hair. I then get dressed in my outfit for today. I do my hair in a half-up, half-down style and do little makeup. 

I go downstairs and see my aunt already up and in the kitchen making breakfast with Alan sitting at the table.

"Hi Grace." Alan says to me , his mouth full of mushy cereal, milk dribbling down on his chin. I nod a hello to him and continues to eat that nasty cereal.

"Morning, love. Want some breakfast before school?" She asks, flipping over the pancakes and bacon.

I bite my lip and shake my head,"I'm not hungry."

She doesn't leave me be, she protests, as always. "You have to eat something. I'll fix you a pancakes and some bacon. Have a seat , Hun."

I reluctantly sit down in front of Alan. I put my backpack at the side of the chair as Aunt Christie puts a plate of food in front of me. When she turns her back to me I put my plate under the table and let Alan's dog, Jeffery, eat it all. I immediately put the plate back on the table as soon as she turns over to Alan to take his bowl. She takes my plate with her as I hear the bus honk. I quickly slide on my white converse.

"I'll see you later, Auntie Chris!" I wave to her as I rush out the door and onto the bus. I'm greeted by a horrible smell of body odor and loud kids. I look around for empty seats as I make my way down the aisle. I spot one in the back and quickly take it. I look around, disgusted, then a high pitched voice catches my attention. I whip my head in her direction.

"Are you new? I'm Alisha." A tanned, or maybe African American, girl with gorgeous hair said to me.

"Yeah. I'm Graycen." I smile.

I pull down on my sleeves and make sure they're covering my cuts. She nods and me with a smile as she turns back to her friend. I look out the window as the bus takes off, and onto the school.

There are people. Kicking. My. Seat. Do you know how much that annoys me? To top it all off, one of the kids' textbooks fall on my head, with an annoying laugh following it. That's it. I grab the book and turn around in my seat to face them. It's two boys, a guy with dark hair, chocolate brown eyes, and tattoos up and down his arms and a guy with brown hair and blue eyes, also with tattoos but not as much as the other one.

"Who threw this damned textbook?", I ask harshly. The dark-haired, brown-eyed boy did a little, annoying wave, as if it were obvious. I throw the book at his chest and say,"Whoever kicks my seat or throws a textbook at me again will get a broken nose. Got it?" I spat, not giving them anything to answer before turning back around in my seat with Alisha looking at me wide eyed.

"Girl, do you know who they are?" She whispers.

"Ignorant imbeciles?" I question.

"Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson, two out of nine of the most popular guys in school," She pauses, "And that, too."

Before I can reply with a smart ass comment, the bus stops in front of the school. I didn't even realize I was holding my breath at the view of the old school until my lungs were pleading for air.

"The building looks so beautiful!" I gasp as I hop of the bus along with my backpack.

Alisha laughs and says,"The education part's not. Common Core spread to the school, It's like ten times harder than our old classes."

Alisha goes into the building with her friend, probably too embarrassed to be seen with me. I know I would. I look up and around me as I start walking towards the doors. I didn't realize I run into somebody until I hit the ground hard and hear a curse word come from a male's mouth.

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chapter one, everybody! I really hope you all like it. it'll be boring in the beginning (might be through the whole book, but y'all have to keep me updated on what you think of it. positive or negative, i don't care. i want people to like my book and think of me as a good writer. give me tips on what should happen next, what to fix, what you don't like, etc etc.) but get better, hopefully.

i don't know if paige will be co-writing this with me or not. if she does, great! :)

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[ Graycen's outfit to the side. x ]

 - kait x