BLAIR

I gazed out the windowof my HISTORY CLASS,Bored to death.This teacher is OLDEST WOMAN I have ever seen.

She spoke slower than that SLOTH FROM ZOOTOPIA.I rolled my eyes just thinking about it.

I was about to actually pay attention to what she was saying when something caught my eye.

Or more,SPECIALLY.

ZAYN SANTIAGO.Macklin High's Bad boy.He had messy jet black hair,captivating silver eyes,a 6'5 figure and a smile to die for.

Literally.He has never smiled before.

All he does is stare at you coldly.

Tattoos ran from his neck.

He's mysterious,Has no friend,speaks tk no one and no one knows anything personal about him either.

He always comes to school late and has bruises on his face most of the time.

Some says its because hes being beaten to death for killing his own father.

I watched as he parked his bike and got off,running a hand through his messy locks and leaning against his motorbike.

He pulled ou a cigarette and lit it up,closing his eyes as he took a drag.

When he let it out his shoulders slumped.

It cakms him,I guess.

I've always wanted to talk to him.My best friend always says not to because,and I quote.

He looks like the type of guy to take to his house and eat you.Starting with your toes.

I know,I was confused too.

I dind't realize that I was staring at him all this time.

Until he turned around,

His mesmerizing eyes made me freeze.

Sunlight reflected in them and they glowed.Intriguing me.

We stared at each other for what felt like hours until he broke it by walking towards the door.

I sighed.I drowned away in my thoughts as I stared blankly at the teacher.

Just when I thought that awkward moment was over,the door slammed open and behold.

Zayn Santiago,Everyone.

You're late Mr.Santiago."The teacher,Mrs.Flores.said".

Zayn rolled his eyes in returned.

No s***,sherlock."He replied,scanning the classroom until his eyes landed on me,

Santiago,Detention!."Mes.Flores yelled,handling him a slip".

Zayn just walked away,his eyes still on me as he made his way to the only available seat,

Behind me.

I was sitting bricks as all of the things,I heard about him came to mind.

Ignoring him,I tried to focus on what the teacher was saying.

Five minutes later,I felt him playing with a strand of my hair.

Twirling it around his finger.

I'M NEVER WASHING MY HAIR AGAIN.My mind screamed.

I laughed inwardly of myself,realizing just how stupid I was.

I guess now is my chance to make conversation.

Okay blair,Breath in, and out,in and out.out and out.out and out.out and out.

I can't do this!What if.

My thoughts were interrupted by a paper ball landing in my desks.

I looked behind me and zayn was staring at me.

I picked up the paper ball and opened it,seeing nothing on it.

I turned back and looked at him weirdly.

He rolled his eyes and did a flipping motion with his book.

My mouth made an ^o^ shape when I realized what he meant.

I mentally face palmed as I turned back around and flipped the paper.

EYE RAPED ME ENOUGH - ZYAN

I looked up with my mouth hanging open.I turned around to smirking slightly at me.

His handwriting was especially neat.I was HONESTLY SHOCKED,comparing his to my own.

I DID NOT - BLAIR

That's a lie,I totally was,I mean,how could you not?

After hearing about all the things he's done.you'd try to stay as far away from as possible.

SURE YOU DIND'T - ZAYN

I rolled my eyes and crumpled the paper up.

I countinued to pay attention to the teacher while he sat silently.

I dind't want to turn around, know that I'd would look like a wierdo.

When the bell rang,I was the first one out of the class.I walked quickly down the hall to my locker,which just so happens to be next to his.

I pulled out the books quickly as I could and stuffed them into my locker.

I was about to make a run for it when.

"Hey."I heard a familliar deep voice from behind me.

I turned around and jumped on my bestfriend,DALE.

Dale wasn't your typically Jock.His personally was rare.

He had striking blue eyes,ginger hair,perfect teeth and an amazing body.

He was a year older than me,making him 18. This was his last year and her chose to spend it partying every weekend.

We both lived together.Something we both could never get enough of.

He caught me and span me around,earning weird looks from people walking past us.

"Daleeeee".I screamed.

"Blairrrrrrr".He yelled back laughing.

He put me down but he kept his hands on my waist.

The weird thing anout me and dale is that we act like a couple eventhough we don't see each other that way.

And because he's a gay.I dind't have a chance.

"How's my baby girl?"He asked in a baby vioce,pinching my cheek.

"Uncomfortable."I mumbled with a smile,swatting his hands away."You?.

"Happy as f***!I have a date tonight!This single hands are ready for action!.he said.Or screamed.

Everyone turned around to look at us.some threw disgusted look faces at us amd Dale give them a finger.

"Really?That's awesome,D.I said,hugging him tightly.

"You need a man,Baby"He said,giving me a distasteful look.

"What was that?You need to go to class?oh yeah,I'll see you later then.Bye"I said,already walking away.

I heard his deep chuckle from behind me as I walked away.

"See you at lunch,Idiot."He shouted,making us both laugh.

The other classes flew by rather quickly and soon enough,It was lunch.

When the bell rang I was the first one out of the classroom and I skipped happily at my locker.

I opened it and placed my bag in and when I closed it,Dale leaned against the locker next to mine.

"I can't join you for lunch today,babes"He said with a frown.

As disappionting as that to hear ,

I smiled at him,hoping to release any guilt he felt.

"Its okay,D.I'll see you later?I asked hopefully.

He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead,then smiled brightly.

"You got it,dude"He said,squeezing me one last time before he walked away.

BLAIR

I sighed and went to the cafeteria.I grabbed a sandwich and instead of sitting by myself.

Like the loner I am,

I chose to sit outside,

Also...by myself.

I scanned outside and smiled when I saw the perfect spot.

I walked over and sat under the tree before biting into my sandwich.

I zoned out and soon,I felt a precense infront of me.

When I looked up,and choked on the bread I was eating.

"Can I help you?"I asked,confused.

"Isn't that a little rude?"He raised a perfect eyebrow at me,flicking the end of his cigarette.

He stood,leaning against another tree nearby.The smell of smoke and cologne blended into the air.

"Isn't that a little rude?"I asked,pointing to his cancer stick.

"Don't like it?"He asked,staring at me.

His presence is so intimidating that I dind't even realize I was lidding with the crust of my sandwich.

"NO,I DIND'T ."I replied,looking down at my sandwich.

I wonder what he wants?

I looked back up to find him staring at me emotionlessly.

He then drop the death pole on the floor before putting it out with his shoe.

I forrowed my eyebrows in cofusion and stared at him stupidly.

He put his hands in his pocket and shrugged.

"MIND IF I JOIN YOU?"He asked,his deep voice laced with authority.

"SURE."I said shifting so that there's more space next to me.

He sat down.his shoulder brushing against mine sent goosebumps up my arm.

He looked ip to the sky for a while,then he spoke.

"why are you alone?"He asked,glancing at me.

I've neber heard him speak this much before,Even then there was no trace of emotions on his voice.

"NOTHING NEW,HONESTHLY,"I replied,playing with the bracelet on my wrost.

He nodded once,his eyes fixated on the item on my wrist.

I shyly started moving my hands back to my side,but he had other plans,

Suddenly,he grab my hand,making me gasp in shock.

Electric waves throughout my hand,every place he touched.

He twisted it gently,examining the charms that hung on my bracelet.

Then he let go.He stayed silent while I tried to calm myself.

My anxiety is always something I struggled with.I get scared way too easily,

He stood up,nodding at me once before he walked away.

The sound of his footsteps faded until they were gone and I let it out a breath I dind't know that I was holding.

"OKAY THEN."I said,shaking it off and finishing my sandwich just as the bell rang.

I got up and walked back to the building,

I walked over to my locker and pulled out my bag before shutting it.

Entering my class,I took a seat at the back and pulled out my book.

The teacher,Mr.Vouzier,started talking while I zoned out .

I wondered what was wrong with zayn today? He never speaks and even then.

Out of all the girls he could choose from,

He chose me?Really?

Everyone looked up,startled as the door slammed and zayn walked in.

SPEAK OF THE DEVIL,

He glanced at the teacher,giving him a slight nod as he scanned the classroom like he did earlier.

Spotting me,he walk over,

He stood next to the seat on my right,which was taken by a short guy with glasses.

"MOVE" Was all he said before the poor guy scrambled out of the seat,grabbing his stuffed quickly.

Zayn slid into the seat next to mine and stared at me a while before shaking his head.

He reached into his pockets and I heard some jingling,probably his keys,before he pulled something out.

"HERE"He said and I looked over in confusion.

He had his hand outstretched and in it laid a gold ring.

It was small and it looked new.He definately have good taste in rings.

It was beautiful.The design was something I'd never seen before.

"WHAT'S THAT?"I asked,confused,He rolled his eyes.

"IT'S F****** UNICORN."He said sarcastically."WHAT DOES IT LOOKED LIKE?"He asked,taking my hand.

He slid it on my pinky finger and stared at it for a while before letting go.

"MATCHES" He said,looking at my bracelet before looking straight a head.

"THANK YOU"IT'S BEAUTIFUL"I said,admiring while my cheeks baked,

"WELCOME"He said,nonchantly,

The rest of the class was just me pretending I dind't see him staring at ,e and him,

Well, staring at me.

When class ended I got up and grabbed my bag, shooting him a appreciative smile.

He just nodded and walked out, leaving me to drown in my thoughts.

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^^^"You're going!" Dale shouted, throwing a pillow at me.^^^

"What?No!, I yelled back, rubbing my head.

"I'll give you my netflix password," He said, smirking.

"Deal!" I screamed, grinning widely.

There's this party tonight and the host is none other than the guy Dale is dating.

He dind't want to show up alone so guess who has to go?

Miley cyrus.

Nope, It's me.

"Okay, get ready and I'll do your makeup," He said, showing me into my closet.

I heared the bedroom door shut, indicatjng that he left.

I sighed and looked through my closet before I walked out with a handful of clothes.

After showering, I decided on wearing a fitted black dress that ended above my

knee.

It was strapless and hugged my curves perfectly.

The fashion king Dale hjmself chose it, so it isn't suprizing that it looks amazing.

I paired that with my black, thigh high boots.

"I'm ready!" I yelled from my room and loud footsteps came down the hall.

Dale bursts through my door and grins perfectly at my outfit.

"You look so fuckable, Babe." He said, making me laughed.

"Thanks, D." I replied, doing a little twirl.

"Now go sit your *** on that chair," He said, pointing at my vanity.

"Way to ruin the moment, Idiot." I mumbled and he chuckled.

I walked over to the chair and sat, looking at my bare face in the mirror one last time before I was spun around.

"You're gonna make guys drool through their **** when I'm done with you." He said, grinning at me.

"That's gross, Dale." I replied, with a smile shaking my head at his silliness.