The bad boy (Zayn Malik)
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Last published Tue, Feb 3, 2015
Today is my is my second year in England and I have survived my new school for junior year, now I'm a senior. As I was walking down the hall to meet my friend Maddison and Allison everyone got quiet Alison told me to stay quiet.
I looked where everyone was looking at it was 5 boys. One with light brown hair, other with blonde hair, one with curly hair and green eyes, one with brown hair and brown eyes also the last one had black hair and he had dark eyes too. The boys were walking down the hall the boy with dark black hair winked at me and I rolled my eyes with disgust.
Oops sorry my name is Maya Perez Martinez I am from Puerto Rico my dad got a job transformation and now we live in Bradford England where I got to school at Bradford High School. I have a dark past and u might want to hear about.
As I go to my locker I see the 5 boys again and Maddison and Allison pull me aside.
Hey guys who are they I said.
Those are the bad boys of the school Maddison told me.
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