You Can't Resist Me For Long...

~Marciline~

"Can you believe its 2014 already?!?!" Racheal went on as the three of us walked into North West High. And no, this school isn't named after Kim Kardashian and Kanye West's baby. Almost everybody was lounging against their lockers while talking to their friends about Winter Break. Thankfully, our lockers were close. Liams was directly across from mine and Rach's was three down.

"As all those liars on facebook state 'A new year so a new me! #2014!!'" Liam mocked making a 'hashtag' with his fingers. We all laughed but it immeadiately halted as 'they' began to stroll down the hallways. Our peers parted causing smug smirks to spread. Racheal swiftly grabbed our wrist and pulled us to the side where our lockers are. "Fucking twats..." Liam muttered as Harry winked at a few girls. Niall and Louis were chuckling at something between then. Zayn just scanned the girls as if he were a 5 year old deciding which toy to play with. He briefly paused at our trio. Especially on me which made my stomach churn.

"To the New Year!!" His accent boomed through the halls. He dug out a fag and lit it. We all just watched as he took a drag and threw it on thr ground, stomping it out. The 'Kings' continued on making the school slowly come back to reality.

"I hate them." Liam stated distastefully. Racheal nodded, her eyes showing a little pain.

"C'mon guys. Don't wanna be late for the first day back from break!" My blonde friend beamed, recovering from her first look at the badboy since September. Racheal was I guess a brunette naturally. She died her hair during Freshman year and kept it that way. She wore thick eyeliner, mascara, and eye shadow. She was tall and thin, being on the volley ball team. Most people were amazed by her blue eyes that 'popped' with her make up. Some girls were envious of her curves which was probably one of the many things that brought Mr. Bad Boy in.

Liam was a fit sensible boy. He styled his light auburn hair in a quiff and had doe eyes to go with it. He was on the football team being the goalie. He is currently in a relationship with a girl names Sophia. Rach and I aren't real close with her but shes nice.

I on they other hand some how had a fit body even though i practically stuff my face all the time. Long dark brown hair cascaded down to my mid back and like Liam, I had doe eyes. Ive never had a boyfriend unlike my friend and I don't play any sports. Instead I waste my life blogging... Go me!

"...Earth to Marciline!!!" I blinked to see Liam and Racheal standing in front of me with their History suppilies. "You spaced out a bit." Racheal explained. I nodded, looking around. The halls were pretty empty.

"Sorry..." I said softly a bit embarressed. I know that Rach doesn't want to be late. She glanced at her phone with worry. "You guys go on. I'll be late. Its gonna take me a bit" I stated. They both hesistated but i shoo'ed them off. Quickly putting in my combo, I clumsily threw my bookbag in the small space and snatched up my folder, pencil, book, and a pen. Alway be prepared my mum repeated to me this morning. Dad made her shut up by kissing her marking my cue to leave.

I wasn't really paying attention as I shuffled down the halls. My mind was still replaying the opening of presents with my little cousins. Their delight was adorable. My thoughts vanished into a blank feild as I rammed into something hard. I stumbled and heard my things scatter on the cold tiled floor, echoing through the corridors.

"Marciline, right?" An oh so familiar accent asked. I glanced up to see a tan hand infront of my face. My eyes traveling up the arm, I found the owner. Zayn Malik.

"Yea." I mumbed, getting up without his help. I dusted myself off and began to pick up the spread out items.

"Here." He offered with my Chemistry book in his hands. Timidly, I grabbed it from him trying not to let my eyes linger. "Ya know its okay to look at me, you're not gonna die." I could just hear the smirk in his voice. I swallowed the comment that was dieng to come out and continued to walk to my class. "Hey now." His warm hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. I glared at him but then lower it as blush crossed my face. Damn shyness. His slender finger lifted my chin so I could look into his eyes. "Sorry if I came out like a dick. I'm not that ba-"

"Not bad?!?! No. You're not bad. You are a horrible cold heart person. Being 'not bad' would be an improvement." I interupted. He arches one of his raven brows with a knowing smirk.

"Ah.. so... whose your friend, sweetheart?" He asked unaffected of my interuption. I tried hard not to blush but its not like I could control it. Zayn cautiously took a few steps my way until I could smell his minty breath. My own breath hitched as his hand stroked my cheek. "I'm not sorry for whoever your friend is. Without her 'heartbreak' I might've not met you." See my brain was screaming at me to run while my heart was going on an overdrive. It seemed to be seeking adventure. "I'll see you in gym Marciline Royals." Gently, he pecked my forehead and strolled off.

"Well, good to go Marciline. Not only have you probably sparked the intrest of a manwhore but now you're late for class" I muttered to myself rushing to class.

Notes

I really hope it turned out good. Did it on my NOOK. Tell me what ya think and if I should continue :D

btw you pronounce Marcilines name like:
Mar•sal•lean... if thats even understandable :P