Not Perfect - a 1D fanfic

CHAPTER 4

It's Math now, and I am thinking about what happened in the morning. How Zayn had comforted me, how Harry had cried. To be honest, I didn't want Harry to shed tears but on the other hand, it felt good to see someone cried and cares for ME, for MY MOM. NEVER have I been able to trust anyone enough to share my feelings.

I have learnt my lesson with this friend I had, Megan. And I've been back-bit many times. I didn't even used to talk about it to Emily but with Zayn and Harry? I don't know, the trust was just there. Like, they had shares their feelings and it's good that I did too.

"Anna", the math teacher calls me out.

"Umm....yes, sir?", I reply, kind of nervous.

"Since you seem to know everything", he says, "why don't you come here and solve this sum?"

What the hell? What did I even DO?!

"Ummm..", is all I say.

I get up and go over to him, he passes me the marker and the book. I look at the question:

' The paint in a certain container is sufficient to paint an area equal to 9.375 square metre. How many bricks of dimensions 22.5 cm x 10 cm x 7.5 cm can be painted out of this container?'

Holy sh*t! I have no idea how to solve this! I just kind of write down the given things on the board and stare at it, trying to figure out the problem and solve it, as if I can solve any of MY ACTUAL ONES. Sir is looking at me, the whole class is probably staring at me.

"It's so easy!", I hear a nerd whisper.

"Well", Sir asks sternly, "you don't know?"

I shake my head.

"Then maybe", he says, "you should pay ATTENTION in class when I am teaching! We were supposed to have a test today, good thing we didn't. How are you even going to PASS?"

I put my head down.

"Back to your seat!", he orders.

The nerds kind of chuckle. I apologize and go back to my place, my cheeks burning.

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It is break, Zayn and Harry are laughing. I don't know what joke was cracked, I am not really listening. "Hey", Harry says to me, "stop playing with your rice"

"Yeah", Zayn says, "eat it"

"Don't play it", Harry jokes. Or TRIES to. It's not funny. It NEVER is.

But I laugh, after 5 seconds, realizing that I should laugh.

"Yeah don't pretend", Harry says, narrowing his eyes.

"Sorry", I say, "but...like....it IS funny!"

Zayn smirks. I give him a look. Harry playfully punches his arm. I laugh again.

"You looked lost in thoughts", Zayn says, then after a pause he asks, "you okay?"

I guess he is worried about me being depressed about yesterday, about what I had told them in the morning. Well, I am, but that is not what I was really thinking about.

"Um...yeah", I reply.

I  tell them what had happened during Math class.

"Hey", Harry says, "It's all right, embarrassing times happen."

"It's not that", I say, "I wanna get better at  Math."

"Well, then", Zayn says with a smile, "pay attention. I know it might be hard but only you can convince  yourself."