Reunited

Senior Year-
* I'm walking, just walking. Not to any particular place. Just walking. Then I wander into a forest. I see Zayn. I see my mother. Why? "Oh, finally, you have arrived." Zayn says with evil grin on his face. He grabs me and drags me towards my mother ans throws me on the ground. He ties me up then walks over to my mother. "You were just about to miss the show. Now the fun will start." He says pulling a knife from his jacket. He grazes her cheek with the knife then jabs her in the chest multiple times. Then Emilie comes from nowhere. She grabs my hair and drags me to a tree. I try to scream but I cant. I try to make noise but its impossible. "Can I kill her?" Emilie asks Zayn. "Hmm, I think I want to." Zayn says stroking my hair. "But you killed the other one!" Emilie says in a whiny voice. "Okay..." Zayn says in a defeated tone. Zayn hands her the knife. I try to scream one more time. This time it works! I screamed! I scream for help over and over again. Right before Emilie stabbed me I woke up.* I woke to Allie shaking me. "Savannah! Savannah!" She screamed. Once she saw I was awake it was silent. I started to cry. She wrapped me in a hug and held me while I cryed. It's been the same dream for the past two years. I don't understand why I think of Zayn like that and it really hurts me. "Are you okay?" Allie asks. "Yeah, I just had bad dream again." I say wiping away the last of my tears. "Okay. Well go back to bed, you have three more hours." Allie says, kissing my head and turning towards the door. "Why only three more hours?" I question. "First day of school..." Oh yeah, I have to wake up for school tomorrow. "Ugh.... Cant I just lay here and die?" I say. "No, now go to sleep." Allie says as she closes the door. God, in three hours I have to get up and see Emilie. She is going to make my first day of school a living hell. Good thing I already my outfit out. Dressed to impress, or at least try to.

I hear a honk outside telling me I need to go. I walk out to Megan's car. We always ride together on the first day. "So...... you excited?" Megan asks, trying to make conversation. "Yep, I am so excited to see Emilie and hear what nice compliments I get from her today." I say sarcastically. "I miss Zayn... He said he would help me on the first day of senior. He said he would drive me and everything." I say with a hint of sadness in my voice. "I miss him too, he was my bud, God, but his friend Harry is sexy as fuck! Good thing he didn't skip with him." Megan says, dreaming about her little crush.

I walk with Megan through the double doors and we make our way to the office to get out schedules. "Hey Megan, you look good!" Harry says as we walk by. "H- hey H-Harry, y-you t-too." Megan manages to stutter out. I laugh at how pink her face is. "Ooh, he talked to you, he just talked to you! OMG IM FANGIRLING!" I shout in a girly, high pitched voice just to agrivate her. "Shut up and let me see your schedule. Ooh, we have the first three hours together!" She says. "Which are..." I say giving her the hand motions for her to go on. "Language, science, and math!" she says with a big smile on her face. "Okay, cool, that's good." I say, trying to keep a smile. "C'mon, try and stay in a good mood today Savannah, it's the first day of school....... I'm sorry, but can't you ever get over him?" She says the last part quietly. "What the fuck! Why does it matter what I don't do?!" I yell to her. "I know, I know, I'm sorry." She says putting a hand on my shoulder. I hear a loud laugh ring through the hallway. I know that sound! It's Zayn's laugh. I look straight ahead and see a brown blob of hair in a perfect quif. I shake my head. 'Savannah, get your shit together, that's not him. Why would Zayn be here?' I tell myself. "I'm going to go." I say dryly to Megan. "Where are you going?" She questions. "To get some things off my mind." I snap. She imidatly knows what I am going to do. "But we have class in an hour." She whisper screams. "Don't worry, I'll be back before first hour." I say back, not giving a shit at the moment.

I walked to my destination at a McDonalds dumpster across the street from my school. I reached behind the dumpster and find my smoking groups stash of joints. I take two out of the bag and put it back. I take my lighter from my backpack pocket and light one up. I take a big puff and instantly a big weight was lifted from my shoulders.

When I feel I am satisifyed witth the amount of stress gone, i walk back to school. Before I walk in, I drown myself in perfume so i dont reak of pot. I stumble through the double doors of the school and clumsily make my way to my locker. "Damn, I dont have my schedule", I said outloud. I didint get it back from Megan. What room was my first class? I think to myself while slowly getting my language books out. As if on cue, Megan runs to my side. "Savannah, look at me" she demands. "Do you realize how red your eyes are?" "Did you really get high?", she scolds. "Calm your tits Miss Pissy Pants" I laugh. Megan grabs my hand and drags me to the bathroom. She takes me to the sink and splashes my face with water. She stops when i am more responsive. Not completely normal, but I can pass. The bell rings telling us we need to get to class before the next bell. Megan and i rush to Mr. Abshires class. Megan drags to the front of the class because she doesnt want to sit alone.

"Oh man, where did you get those bags youre wearing, the sewer?" Emilie barks as she walks in. I can see a teacher at the door listening. A teacher, not Mr. Abshire but a teacher. "C'mon Emilie, she is just being herself" Megan says, standing up for me. Emilie glares at Megan then looks back to me. "How did you get in here anyways? Did someone leave your cage open?" she sneers. Oh hell no! She did not just say that. I stand up face to face with her. "As much as i would love to see me from your point of view, I cant seem to get my head that far up my ass" I say with a smile on my face. I would never be this confident if it wasnt for me being high. The whole class erupts with laughter. I look at the teacher who is now in the room; he has a smirk on his face. I have to do a double take. No that cant be Zayn. It certanily looks like him. It isnt him, my mind must be playing tricks on me. I am pulled out of my thoughts by my face being slapped very hard. 'OH lord this bitch!' i think to myself. I stare her straight in the face, anger lacing my eyes. I go all out and punch her square in the nose. "AHHH! My nose, i think its broken!" she screams. "OH no! what will this one be? hmm, your fifth nose job?" I saw with a smirk plastered across my face. She kicks me in my vaginal area and i call to the ground.
she leaps on top of me and slaps me continually. Damn this girl is a weakling. I flip her over without much force and punch her face and gut repeadily. I feel Megan pulling me back screaming at me to stop. She eventually pulls me off. The teacher makes his was toward us. Suddenly, Emilie leaps for me and pulls my hair back. I scream and then she stops. Other teachers are pulling her off me. The teacher follows the others as they take Emilie out of the room. All i can see is his back but I can hear him say Emilie was the whole problem. This made me smile. Megan escorts me back to our front row seats and we sit down. I put my head down and look into the darkness. "Okay...phew... that was an interesting start for my first day " the teacher awkwardly laughs. Now lets take role. Adams-Here. Addis- here. Baker-here. Baldwin- here. So on and so fourth. Gentles... "here" megan says nervously. I wonder what her problem is. He calls more names and finally gets to mine. There is a brief pause. "S-S-Sutton" the teacher says chocking on his own spit. Wait, his voice is fimilar. I really dont know what from. "Here" I say, not even bothering to look up. He goes through the rest of the roll quickly.

"I know you want to know where Mr. Abshire is..." he says. "Not really" I say back with my head still down. "I know who the trouble make is now" he says. "Well Mr. Abshire has passed. I was supposed to be a second teacher in this class but now I am going to be your only teacher. I am Mr. Malik." he says to the class. I call tell he is infront of me. My head shoots up. He is sitting on his desk looking at the class. He looks towards me and his eyes widen. I quickly look at Megan and she nods slowly. I look back at Mr. Malik, aka Zayn and he grabs my chin. "Why are your eyes so red?" he says loud enough for the class to hear. Shit! "She is probably high; she always is" Emilies friend Kate scofts. He looks to her and then back to me. I give Kate the finger. Zayns mouth falls open. "Is this true" Zayn questions. I shake my head no, hoping he forgot my way of lying. He sees me squirm in my seat. He nods his head slowly... "Then you wouldnt mind throwing this in the trash for me" he says, handing me a crumpled piece of paper. Crap! I nod and take the paper. I slowly get out of my seat and make my way to the trashcan. All i see is double. I safely make it and throw away the paper ball. I turn and start to talk at a normal pace until i fall flat on my face. "Megan, would you mind taking Savannah to the restroom" he says in a disapointed tone.

Megan drags me to the bathroom and I fall to the ground in tears. "I cant believe he is my teacher. Out of all the teachers in the world, he happens to be mine." I scream. "Do you think we will be in here long?" Megan questions. "No, I need to face him at some point" I say. Soon we walk back to class and Megan opens the door for me to walk through.

Zayn P.o.v
What happened to her? She was always a perfect person. She never thought about smoking pot or doing drugs. She would never be able to stand up for herself like that. She would never hurt anybody either. She was fine before i left. Thats it... before i left, finally coming to the realization of how hurt her. This is my fault. I didnt do what i promised her. I pulled away from by thoughts by Emilie walking in with an ice pack on her nose. She makes her way to her seat and looks straight at me. Megan and Savannah walk through the door and take their seats. Im still sitting in front of Savannahs desk; she wont look at me anymore. Savannah looks at Emilie. "Bitch!" Savannah shouts, and gives Emilie the finger. "Hey, its not my fault your mother was murdered" Emilie says in a cold tone. My mouth is wide open. "You cold-hearted bitch!" Megan shouts. Emilie sits there with her hand over her mouth. Savannah is now crying... it looks like an entire dam gave way. "Emilie, take your shit and go to the office!" i demand. Immideatly she obeys and leaves. "You okay?" I ask Savannah. The entire class is silent.

Notes

Hey guys, i updated... yay. sorry for the typoes