Looking Down , (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

- chapter two ♥

      I stir as the male curses once again and he picks up his things and puts them into his bag before helping me up. What a gentleman. He holds out his hand and I grip the rough hand that seriously needs some lotion. He pulls me to my feet and I can finally get a clear view of him. It's that guy from the bus.

"Hey, sorry about just now and the textbook. I was trying to hit my friend with it. He was sitting in front of you." The dark haired boy said.

"Apparently you don't have very good aim, do you?" I tease,"I'm Graycen, by the way."

"Zayn. I best be getting to class, otherwise I'll be late. And I was late all last week, and Mr. Gonzalez said if I'm late this week, I'll fucking flunk his English class. See ya." He waves as he runs off into the building.

I shrug off the conversation and start walking to the office. I stand at the desk and gently set down the papers Auntie Chris gave me. The secretary gave me a nod and took the papers qnd shoved them in a folder. She went back to her computer and printed something out. When she handed it to me, I realize that it's my class schedule. I walk out of the office and head to my first class. Advanced English. I walk down the hallway to room 125. As soon as I walk in and shut the door, all the students eyes are on me.

"Class, this is miss Graycen Moore. She's new to our district." The teacher exclaimed. I see a few people smiling, a few waving a little, and a whole lot of kids that absolutely didn't care. I see that Zayn guy, im actually surprised that he's in there, he seems like those idiot jocks. He eyes me up and down and I feel a bit self conscious. I fold my arms across my chest as I stand up there. The teacher sends me to my seat, a seat in front of Zayn. Great.

I take my seat, hoping Zayn doesnt try anything funny. He smirks at me before I turn around and sit in the chair. I drape my backpack on the back of , my chair. I suddenly hear a whisper and feel the hot breath on my neck,"I like your backpack, its cute." It was Zayn, obviously. I look down at the tile floor and smile a bit.

We all take notes that the teacber gives us, and a boy to my right kept f.thotwing things at me. Michael, I think his name. His hair was green and spikey, I thought it was pretty cool, my aunt would never let me express myself in that way. She'd give me a journal to write  my feelings down and read it while I slept.

After class, Zayn catches up with me in the hallway and compliments my über blonde hair. I chuckle and told him he can have it, I hate it. Zayn is surprisingly sweet, you'd think he'd be an asshole, but he's really not. I really find him super sweet, and not that bad looking, either. Apparently, another girl thinks that as well. As we walk togetherto our next class, a girl with fiery red hair narrows her eyes at me and crosses her arms in fromt of her large bust. You can basically see the hatred beams coming out of her bright green eyeballs. I walk fairly fast past her, having Zayn run the catch up with me. We walk into our social studies (history) class and I sit in tbe front row. Zayn sits diagonally behind me, wkth his friend, Michael and that girl. She's still staring at me.

That's when she gets up from her seat and walks over to me. She leans down to my height and through gritted she says,"Don't you ever go near Zayn again. He's mine and he has been since long before you came, honey. And you're definitely not going to ruin my relationship with him. If you do, I'll go all Pretty Little Liars on you, writing and texting you creepy and threatening messages. Just you wait, Baby. Just you wait." Then she walks away back to her seat, obviously satisfied with her threat.

But honestly, I could care fucking less.

Hello my loves. It's been a while, hasn't it? Yes I'm back with this fanfiction. I hope to make it enjoyable for yall! Its 1:46am and I realy got to go to bed so goodnight.

- kait♡