This Is Our Turf (A/U Punk)

Maizy's pov

I was walking to my chorus room when i see the guy with 2 cans of hairspray walk up next to me.

"Can i help you, whoever you are?" I say with my bratty tone. I love my bratty tone.


"Actually, you can. And my name is Zayn. I was wondering why you and your friends hate me and my friends.'' He said. I looked up at his eyes.


''Let me get this straight to you and your gang because you still dont seem to get it. Me and my girls, own these halls, rooms, and this whole school. This has been our turf since freshman year and we are not going to let you and your gay ass friends take it over. Got that? Read my lips: THIS IS OUR TURF!!!!" I said. Then i walked away.

The next day

I walked into the lunchroom and sat at my normal spot. Not lomg after, thw other girls came. Then there was this guy with blond hair who came up to me and slapped a note in front of me. Thats Zayns friend im guessing. As he walked away, Sami glared at him, and i watched him sit with his group. I opened up the note.

Dear Maizy,

Maybe we got off of the wrong foot. I completley understand that you dont want us to take your turf, but im not the one whos in charge. Harry is. But maybe we can be friends because i would like that. Thanks.

Zayn


I looked over at him and he gave me a pleading look. I returned it with a fine whatever look. Wait, I did what?

I looked at my disgusting slop that was on my tray. Are we in bootcamp or something? Then i feel a sudden wet feeling on my head, and the whole cafeteria goes silent, all starung at me. When i look up, i see that jerkface Harry holding an empty can of coke. Did he spill that on me?



''YOU DICK!!!!" I screamed as i tackeled him to the ground.


''I DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS BUT IT BETTER STOP BEFORE I FIND OUT WHERE YOU LIVE, AND MAKE IT STOP!!! GOT IT???" I screamed as i got done punching him.


as i walked away, i kicked yim in his special place.

''Dick.'' I muttered.

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