Down That Road
Chapter Two
The inside of the school was huge. From the outside it looked puny and crappy, but when I stepped inside I felt like I had entered a whole new place.
Dark green lockers lined the walls on each side, the floor was made of marble and was scrubbed so clean, it was glistening. Murals were painted on the walls and apparently you could write on walls here because people had signed everywhere and written code messages.
I walked down the crowded hall, ignored by the many kids lingering and saw a trophy cabinet. Trophies and medals lined the shelves along with certificates and star athletes. It was pretty impressive.
"Oomph," I went down suddenly. I landed hard on my knees and pain shot up my legs.
"Why don't you watch where you're going, huh?" A high-pitched voice snapped. I looked up at my attacker. It was a short blonde girl with big brown eyes and a sea full of attitude. I realized she was one of the cheerleaders from the pictures I was looking at.
Figures.
I pulled myself up and kept my mouth shut. I had learned a long time ago that arguing with walls won't get me anywhere.
"Lissy, don't be so rude," a new voice interrupted. "Are you new here?"
I narrowed my eyes and nodded.
"That's wonderful!" She exclaimed in that gorgeous British accent. "I'm sorry 'bout her. She's in an awfully bad mood today." New Girl smiled. A blind person could've seen how fake it was.
"Rylee," I said. I didn't say it unkindly, but I didn't sugarcoat my words either. New Girls smile faltered. She had green eyes and long auburn hair that fell past her breasts. She didnt have an ounce of fat on her. That fact made me dislike her insantly.
"I'm Naomi. Have you got your class schedule yet?"
"Nope..." I replied. I probably should go get it.
"Come on, ill take you to the office," she chirped and linked her arm with mine. "Later, dolls!" She wiggled her fingers to the 2 other girls who replied with their goodbyes.
"How're you liking the school so far?" She asked tugging on my arm. Holy cow I loved her accent.
"I just came in," I said. Her eyes lit up.
"You're not from here, are you? Where are you from? I love your accent."
"Um, I just moved in from New York," I felt eyes drifting towards us. I shifted uncomfortably. Fortunately, before things got too awkward, we approached the office.
"Morning, Ms. Crowe! We've got a new student," Naomi said to the secretary.
"Oh lovely. Come on over here, dear," Ms. Crowe motioned to me. She was probably in her late 50's. She had laughing lines around her mouth and graying hair pulled into a tight bun. It looked painful really.
"Uhh... Hi," I stood in front of the desk. "I'm Rylee."
"Ahh, yes. Here's your schedule and I hope you like it here," Ms. Crowe handed me a bunch if papers. "I'll need you to get those signed and hand them in to me as soon a possible," she paused. "Now head down to class, both of you."
Naomi, once again linked her arm with mine and pulled me away.
"We have the same class right now. You'll love Mr. Redding. He's soo totally hot," she giggled.
Okay...
"This is your locker bay."
The lockers here were painted a light shade of red.
"Here. B374 is yours."
"Um. Thanks." I put in the combination I was given and threw my stuff inside. Then Naomi led me to English with Mr. Redding. I have to admit, he was pretty good looking. I handed him the pink slip I had gotten from the office and he accepted it with a smile. He had a comforting aura around him that made me relax immediately. I took a seat beside the window as Mr. Redding started talking about Shakespeare. Since I had already done this, I slowly tuned him out. About halfway through the class, the door opened with a annoying creaking sound
"Mr. Malik," Mr. Redding announced. "How nice of you to join us today."
I looked up and froze. I felt like I had swallowed a ton of bricks. At the door stood the hottest person I has ever, ever seen in my life.
He was tall and it was obvious that he was well built. He had the most gorgeous brown eyes and dark hair styles in a quiff. His eyes swept around the room once, twice before landing on me. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me for a few seconds. I tried to look away, but his eyes were too mesmerizing.
"Zayn, take a seat,"The teacher said.
He swaggered towards me slowly. It was then that I noticed the empty desk beside me.
Crap. Crap. Crap.
His eyes never left mine as he sat down, relaxing his long legs under the desk.
"As I was saying, Romeo and Juliet..." Mr. Redding started but it was really hard to focus on him.
Beside me, Zayn smirked, looking at me through the corner of his eyes as if he read my mind. I felt my cheeks burn and looked away quickly.
I tuned out again and this time for a whole different reason.
Dark green lockers lined the walls on each side, the floor was made of marble and was scrubbed so clean, it was glistening. Murals were painted on the walls and apparently you could write on walls here because people had signed everywhere and written code messages.
I walked down the crowded hall, ignored by the many kids lingering and saw a trophy cabinet. Trophies and medals lined the shelves along with certificates and star athletes. It was pretty impressive.
"Oomph," I went down suddenly. I landed hard on my knees and pain shot up my legs.
"Why don't you watch where you're going, huh?" A high-pitched voice snapped. I looked up at my attacker. It was a short blonde girl with big brown eyes and a sea full of attitude. I realized she was one of the cheerleaders from the pictures I was looking at.
Figures.
I pulled myself up and kept my mouth shut. I had learned a long time ago that arguing with walls won't get me anywhere.
"Lissy, don't be so rude," a new voice interrupted. "Are you new here?"
I narrowed my eyes and nodded.
"That's wonderful!" She exclaimed in that gorgeous British accent. "I'm sorry 'bout her. She's in an awfully bad mood today." New Girl smiled. A blind person could've seen how fake it was.
"Rylee," I said. I didn't say it unkindly, but I didn't sugarcoat my words either. New Girls smile faltered. She had green eyes and long auburn hair that fell past her breasts. She didnt have an ounce of fat on her. That fact made me dislike her insantly.
"I'm Naomi. Have you got your class schedule yet?"
"Nope..." I replied. I probably should go get it.
"Come on, ill take you to the office," she chirped and linked her arm with mine. "Later, dolls!" She wiggled her fingers to the 2 other girls who replied with their goodbyes.
"How're you liking the school so far?" She asked tugging on my arm. Holy cow I loved her accent.
"I just came in," I said. Her eyes lit up.
"You're not from here, are you? Where are you from? I love your accent."
"Um, I just moved in from New York," I felt eyes drifting towards us. I shifted uncomfortably. Fortunately, before things got too awkward, we approached the office.
"Morning, Ms. Crowe! We've got a new student," Naomi said to the secretary.
"Oh lovely. Come on over here, dear," Ms. Crowe motioned to me. She was probably in her late 50's. She had laughing lines around her mouth and graying hair pulled into a tight bun. It looked painful really.
"Uhh... Hi," I stood in front of the desk. "I'm Rylee."
"Ahh, yes. Here's your schedule and I hope you like it here," Ms. Crowe handed me a bunch if papers. "I'll need you to get those signed and hand them in to me as soon a possible," she paused. "Now head down to class, both of you."
Naomi, once again linked her arm with mine and pulled me away.
"We have the same class right now. You'll love Mr. Redding. He's soo totally hot," she giggled.
Okay...
"This is your locker bay."
The lockers here were painted a light shade of red.
"Here. B374 is yours."
"Um. Thanks." I put in the combination I was given and threw my stuff inside. Then Naomi led me to English with Mr. Redding. I have to admit, he was pretty good looking. I handed him the pink slip I had gotten from the office and he accepted it with a smile. He had a comforting aura around him that made me relax immediately. I took a seat beside the window as Mr. Redding started talking about Shakespeare. Since I had already done this, I slowly tuned him out. About halfway through the class, the door opened with a annoying creaking sound
"Mr. Malik," Mr. Redding announced. "How nice of you to join us today."
I looked up and froze. I felt like I had swallowed a ton of bricks. At the door stood the hottest person I has ever, ever seen in my life.
He was tall and it was obvious that he was well built. He had the most gorgeous brown eyes and dark hair styles in a quiff. His eyes swept around the room once, twice before landing on me. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me for a few seconds. I tried to look away, but his eyes were too mesmerizing.
"Zayn, take a seat,"The teacher said.
He swaggered towards me slowly. It was then that I noticed the empty desk beside me.
Crap. Crap. Crap.
His eyes never left mine as he sat down, relaxing his long legs under the desk.
"As I was saying, Romeo and Juliet..." Mr. Redding started but it was really hard to focus on him.
Beside me, Zayn smirked, looking at me through the corner of his eyes as if he read my mind. I felt my cheeks burn and looked away quickly.
I tuned out again and this time for a whole different reason.
Notes
Hey y'all! So. The start my be kinda slow but it gets more dramatic later.Thanks for reading xx
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8/20/14