The Badboy's Brat.

Chapter 5

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Aurora Wilson

"Do you like basketball?" Audrey asked me, munching on a snack while her eyes stayed plastered to the court. The school's court was surprisingly too busy. I've never seen my old school's court this busy and here there were so many spectators present. Very athletic set of people I suppose.

Though I wasn't really interested in watching the game today as I was feeling kinda off but Audrey really wanted to watch. She had this intense passion to watch the game on a Thursday. When I said we can watch it the next day, she said she specifically wanted to see it today cause her favourite team plays today. Okay, it makes sense.

"I do, I don't know how to play but I like watching them." I replied, sipping my iced tea. I love iced tea so much, they are literally the best.

"What sport do you know how to play? You seem athletic!" She asked again, her eyes still on the court, she's really into it.

Athletic? Me? The greatest joke of the year.

"No lie, the only sport I can play decently is badminton. I can say I'm quite good at it." I said, yes I was. I've been playing since middle school and it's safe to say that I'm good.

"We should play someti-" she suddenly trailed off as her face lit up. Confusion engulfed me as I squinted my eyes to look at who had this effect on her and instead saw the jerk. Why was he literally everywhere I was? Okay, it's because we are there in the same freaking school.

"Audrey? What is going on?" I questioned as I gently shook her shoulder hoping to get her attention. This girl is so hopeless I swear.

"I've told you about a guy that Zira has a crush on right?" She asked.

"Yeah, the guy who has all the girls wrapped around his finger. What about him?" I asked, hoping to find that handsome guy she was talking about. I really want to see if he's actually that handsome or are people just overhyped for nothing. I wait? Could it be Mr.Jerk? No way, right? But the crowd squealed at his entry. Maybe it was for someone else.

"He's here. You see the guy who has 26 on his jersey? He's Zayn." She breathed out. I frantically started looking for the guy with 26  on his jersey.

We were sitting quite far away so it was a task to spot the number. While I was looking, from the depths of my heart, I sensed something. Something in me, perhaps my intuition screamed that Zayn was Mr.Jerk which I really hope isn't true.

Voila, he is Zayn.

I heard girls squealing as soon as he removed his mask which made me roll my eyes in agitation. These girls are the reason why he's so egoistic. Stupid girls.

"Why that long face? Don't tell me you already know him!" Asked Audrey in shock. Know him? Well, you have no idea. I literally have bad blood with him.

"I don't know him but I've had a few encounters with him and none was a good one." I said as a long annoyed sigh escaped my lips. So the guy Audrey is crushing on along with the entire female population here, and the guy the filthy woman Zira is obsessed with is the same guy who's been messing with me all this time or I've been messing with. 

"You had a bad encounter with Zayn Evans? Are you sure it's him?" She asked, her tone a bit loud, with shock lacing her voice. Why are you so shocked? He looks like he'd trouble people around him for fun! Messing with people was his favourite thing to do I suppose.