'' Zara, you're just making a mountain out if a molehill," Kaylee whined as we joined the driver in the car. He had been kind enough to drive me home so that I could pick some things up.
I packedy books and some extra clothes I would be taking to Kaylee's after school.
" You have a secret crush on Liam and you're secretly stalking him on social media....not only that, you also fall asleep looking at his pictures and you tell me what?' I said, letting out mocking chuckle.
"Why are saying that like it's a bad thing?" She pouted.
"I thought we all agreed he was an asshole," I rolled my eyes.
" Yeah he is, but he's still handsome," Kaylee shrugged.
I agreed with her on he being handsome. I mean, I also went through his social media and looked through all his pictures and videos as well. That guy is good looking, I mean how can a human be as handsome as he is.
"Zara?" Kaylee's voice pulled me out of thoughts.
"Are you coming down or not?" She raised a brow making me aware of our surrounding.
I sighed and alighted and soon we were walking towards my locker.
I put in the password and just when I was about to open the metallic door, something hard hit my head.
"What the heck?!'' I gasped, turning to see what hit me.
"Oh.....did it hurt? Are you going to cry to your momma?'
Liam who was standing a few feet away from me said with a chuckle. I glared at him and seriously, I wish I could just wipe that smirk off his face with a memory-erasing slap.
"What? Can't speak today? Where is the fiesty girl from yesterday?"
He added, moving towards me.
His friends walking closely behind him.
"Look Liam, I'm not in the mood for you this morning or today, so I advise you to stay away from me," I said in a warning tone but I only received another low, sexy chuckle.
"And if I don't?" He smirked, throwing the ball he just picked from the ground at me.
I sighed, getting annoyed at his actions but he didn't care. He flashed me a teasing smirk and bent to pick it.
I placed a foot on the ball stopping him from taking the ball.
He paused and slowly raised his head, narrowing his eyes at me.
"Oh...you want to pick it up for me? That would be great,"
He shrugged, getting up.
"Yeah Liam, she really wants to bow before you so bad," Beatrice's voice came from behind Liam and I couldn't stop myself from chuckling.
I slowly picked up the ball and stretched it towards him but just as he was about to take it, I stabbed the ball with my pocket knife.
" What the fuck is wrong with you?" He yelled, shock evident in his voice.
" Now you know how it feels," I chuckled.
I dropped the deflated ball on the floor and walked away, suddenly not caring about the books again.
" You're just going to let her walk away?" I heard a familiar voice say but Liam seemed not to respond.
I chuckled and rolledy eyes, but didn't look back even though I wanted to.
" Zara.... you're in so much trouble," Kaylee said, ruining my moment. I rolled my eyes and ignored her as we entered the class.
A few students were already there and we took the our seat, waiting for the algebra tutor to walk in.
"Attention students...." The teacher's said as he walked in. He all turned our heads towards him and he slightly cleared his throat before speaking.
"A new student will be joining us today, his name is Nicholas."
A familiar face walked in and I clenched my teeth in anger.
Really dad? Really? Was thisan really think about me when he made this decision? Was he really thinking about how I was going to feel? Was he trying to ruin my life?
"Hey..." Kaylee's voice pulled me out of thoughts, followed by a gentle tap on my shoulders.
I sighed and turned my attention to her only to discover that she had this sly smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked her, whiles rolling my eyes.
The smile turned into a grin as she winked at me.
"Oh my God Kaylee, use your words," I groaned.
"You like the new kid, don't you?"
"HA!" I laughed out loudly, causing all eyes to move to me. The tutor shot me displeasing glare and I flashed him a fake apologetic smile, while praying I don't get a detention.
Thankfully he turned to the board and I was finally able to breath again.
"Why did you do that?" Kaylee scolded me in a whisper.
"Nicholas is cute, you know," she shrugged, making me want to throw up.
"And he keeps looking at you as well."
Kaylee's revelation makes my head turn from her to where her eyes were.
My eyes met Nicholas' and he smiles at me. I roll my eyes and turn back to Kaylee.
"Kaylee he's my brother, he's the mistress's child," I whisper-yelled and watched her face drop.
"Hey girls," a familiar voice said before Kaylee could speak and I turned to see Nicholas standing in front of me.
"Is this seat taken?"he asked, pointing to the empty seat beside me.
"Yeah," I responded coldly, looking away from him.
"Well since the owner is not here, do you think...."
"What's going on there?" The tutor asked, glaring at me.
Ok, it's Nicholas's fault not mine.
"Nothing sir, Zara was just asking Nicholas to sit beside her," Kaylee said, earning a glare from me. She shrugged casually, smiling at Nick who smiled back before sitting down.
"Don't talk to me," I whispered at Nick in a warning tone.
"Relax, I wasn't even going to speak and why are you even being mean?" He whispered back.
"You're still talking to me," I replied in the same tone and I heard him sigh.
Thankfully, he didn't say another word till the lesson ended.
The next class was Chemistry and to say I hate chemistry is an understatement. I sighed and picked up my bag walking out of the class with Kaylee and Nicholas walking behind me.
For some reason, the two of them hit it off immediately and all the giggling and laughing coming from them is giving me a serious migraine.
We got to the class and the tutor walked in, beginning the lesson of the day. I think he was talking about heat and chemical change or something.
Halfway through the class, I drifted off to sleep and woke up to the sound of the bell and students walking out of the class.
"Finally someone is awake,'' I heard Kaylee say as I rubbed my eyes.
"Why is the school on fire?" I asked sniffling a yawn.
"No, it's recess,'' she said.
"Oh....I thought my dream came true," I rolled my eyes.
We walked out of the class to the cafeteria, grabbed our lunches and went to our usual table.
Everything was going on smoothly until we heard the whispering that makes my ears bleed fill the room.
I don't know why this has to happen whenever Liam and his squad come here. Every single time. Don't these people get used to seeing them.
I try my best to block them out and focus on my food.
Seconds later, the mumbling and whispers become intense and I feel something cold dripping from my hair to my back.
The crowd let out a huge and loud gasp. I gaze up to meet Kaylee's gaze and I can already tell who it is from how pale she looked.
"Dude, what the hell was that?" Nicholas said getting up from his seat. I drop my sandwich and stand up.
"Oh, I can see you finally found yourself a personal puppet," Liam chuckled as soon as our eyes meet.
"Nick, sit," I say my eyes never leaving Liam's.
"Wh...."
"Just sit," I say firmly, cutting Liam off.
He let out an exasperated sigh and sits down reluctantly.
"I've been trying so hard to stay out of your way and I hoped you'd get a hint but who was I kidding," I shrugged.
"Yes because once you mess....."
"I wasn't talking to you," I shut Beatrice up.
"You have no life Beatrice so I suggest you get one instead of following Liam around like a lost and hungry stray dog," I rolled my eyes, watching her face turn red like a big tomato.
"Back to you Liam," I sighed."I honestly thought being the captain of the basketball team, you'd be smart. Even if not too smart, at least a little. But you know how you behave? You're like a preschool kid. You're as dumb as.....you know Patrick from SpongeBob SquarePants right? Well that's your twin. I'd like to talk some sense into your head but I have useful things to do," I smiled, ignoring the angry glare he was giving me. I grabbed the bottle of Pepsi cola in the table and opened the can.
After sipping a little, I returned the favor and emptied the rest of Liam's head.