"Aahh," I fell out of my bed as my alarm went off.
"Ooof," I groaned as I pushed myself up and shut the beeping sound off.
"Morning, sweetie!" Mom called from outside my room.
"Go away. It's too early to be so happy," I grumbled. I heard mom laughing as she went downstairs. I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
I made sure the water was hot before I walked into the shower. The moment I stepped under the water it turned ice cold.
"ARGHH MOM," I yelled as I stumbled out if the shower half soaked. "TURN OF THE KITCHEN FAUCET!"
Muttering every swear word I had ever learned, I got back into the shower. Luckily the water stayed hot.
I got out and quickly changed into the clothes I had picked out last night. I straightened my hair and pinned one side up.
"I'm not going to be able to pick you up today. I have to work until 5. Maybe you ask-" Mom stopped talking abruptly and stared at me.
"What? Do I look bad?" I worried, biting my lip.
"I love your outfit. Of course, there's no special reason for it,right?" She studied me head to toe.
"Eat up. We need to go," she gave a sly smile. I poured some milk and put jam on a toast.
"I'll eat in the car," I said with a mouthful of toast. Mom shrugged.
"So, as I was saying maybe you could get a ride with a friend after school. Maybe with that guy... What was his name, hm? Zack?"
"It's Zayn," I said. She smiled at me as she pulled up in front of the school.
"Have fun, baby," she kissed my forehead. "I love you!"
"Love you too ma," I called as I closed the door.
I managed to find my locker without getting lost.
I was putting my bag in my locker when an arm snaked around my waist causing me to shriek. I noticed the ZAP tattoo on the the arm. I felt hot lips at the back of my neck.
"Morning beautiful," his whispered into my ear. His fingers moved across my stomach sending a shiver down my spine.
Finally when my senses starting working again I pushed him away.
"Zayn! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I snapped.
"You look hot," Zayn smirked. "I couldn't resist myself."
He ran his fingers down my arm.
"Stop it," I whacked his hand away.
"Come on. I want you to meet someone," he took my hand.
"No," I pulled away. "Classes are about to start. And unlike you, I care about my grades."
In a flash I was pressed against my locker.
"I want you to meet someone. Okay?" He growled in my ear. His teeth grazed my earlobe sending yet another shiver down my spine.
I nodded because my mouth wasn't working. I quickly shut my locker. He entwined his hand with mine a led me down the hallway.
I saw a familiar mob of curly hair coming towards us along with another guy with brown hair. I positioned myself in such a way that I was mostly hidden behind him.
"Hey mate," Curly Hair had gorgeous green eyes and a white Colgate smile.
"Harry, this is Rylee," Zayn had to turn all the way around to see me.
"Hey! How you doing?" Harry grinned. I simply nodded.
"I'm Liam," the other boy stuck out his hand which I refused to shake. I think he sensed the fear in me because he didn't press me.
"Um, can we-I go to um, class now?" I whispered to Zayn. He nodded and pulled me towards Mr. Reddings class. Before we entered the class, I pulled my hand away. Surprisingly he didn't protest.
"Mr. Malik, you're on time!" Our teacher clapped his hands. Zayn rolled his eyes and swore under his breath. I took the same seat I did yesterday and unfortunately Zayn did too.
As class started I grew more anxious because every passing second brought me closer to lunch.

Notes

Rylees outfit
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