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~Zayn's POV~
He is all alone and has his back turned on me. I go behind him and say smirking “Miss me?” and as he turns I can’t help but laugh as i threw him the red slushy.
As soon as I do that Harry pats me in my back like he is proud of me, which of course he is. He was my teacher you see. For some reason he always liked, throwing slushies, picking on others and laughing at them. I still remember the first time we met, he did this to me, but after I fight back and told him to fuck off he started being friendly to me, and then became one of my best friends. So as the years went by and our friendship got stronger a day he picks on a kid and I laughed and comment too. Harry was really happy about it and then talked to me about how I had it in me, and how much stronger I could really look, if we did this together. He said that the only way to survive high school was being stronger than everyone. Everyone would be afraid of us and respect us, for the rest of the years. I never really was interested in power but then I thought about it, and agreed because thinking that some people would try to make me look weak, and I don't like the idea of people thinking I'm weak....
No one fought back to us and even if it was difficult in the beginning, I got used to it. It was a way to protect my self-esteem, by being this strong guy that you shouldn’t mess with. That’s the reason I was and still am doing this right now. So I take the “congrats” from Harry and start talking.
"Hahaha, fagboy, you have something on your face" I say and laught at him again. He closes his locker and sighs annoyed. Huh..?
"Are you done?" he says and sighs again like he is bored of me or something. But well the bad thing for him is that I am not bored yet.
"Well...i don't know..." I say and instantly punch him on his stomach. He falls and Harry starts kicking him so I join in cause I never stay out of fun.
He coughted trying to catch his breath I guess and he looks at the people around us, because some are watching us. I threw them a glare so they stop and run towards somewhere esle. Everyone knows that they should stay out of our business, so they won't be our next victims.
We call him things while kicking him but then the bell rings so we leave him commentingthings like “So weak" and "That fag can't fight back!He is just disgusting!". From a distance I watch him trying to stand up and I kind of feel bad for a second but I quickly shake my head to forget it.
Next class I share it with both my best friend and we just spend it talking about everything that's happening. Louis talks about some date he had with some chick, and after that Harry smiles at me and says "This year is going to be awesome!!". I smile back and we high-five each other.
He grins at me and when the bell rang, we quickly left the class and started walking towards the benches where the rest of our gang waits for us. I watch them from a distance and see new faces. Good, we have new members to “Satan’s triple” as we are called...Well, they are not really in "Satan's Triple" because only Harry, Louis and I are in, they are just followers.
I grin as I remember how we got the name from a guy that we bullied for two months. Yes it was only two months but two very good and productive months that made me so happy and filled my self-esteem bar….and then boom! He was gone! That bastard changed schools!!! I mean what the fuck couldn’t he inform us first?! One day we were beating him and the next he was nowhere to be found. So we searched him and after a week or so we found where he went. We went there and waited until he came outside. Harry was a bit impatient so he took it all out in our...little conversation we had with that brat. Well, it went well, because since then, Harry, Louis and I were inseparable and the strongest gang in our school. We were three people, and that guy I talked about-Brad? or something-, called us the "devils" before he said he'd call the police if we ever come near him again. So since then, we named our gang "Satan's Triple". Louis said that "Devil's Triple" doesn't sound so creepy.
The gang now has like, 5 other members cause it’s pretty tough to get in it. The three of us are super close so it is a miracle that even those 5 made it. But especially the first weeks new guys younger ones try to become a member of “Satan’s Triple", without any success.
We reach them and sit on the bench we claim it's ours. We sit and smoke without talking for a while, and Kevin who, knows everything for everyone informs us about a new guy called Josh something. I don’t really pay attention to him until I hear the word “gay”. Then all of my attention is to him. I hear him say that this guy is a proud to be gay and he came here from another city. He also tell us how he heard from a girl named Susan or something, about the meeting he had with that fag, Niall. I frown at that not really knowing why but I don’t like it.
“Hey Zayn what's wrong?” Harry asks me, suddenly and I look up at him.
“Oh Nothing...” I answer him, trying to sound nonchalant. What's wrong with me? Oh well...
“Okay...” he says and starts talking with Lou for something else.
The hours pass quickly, and after lunch time ends and after tons of girls asking us out, and boys ask us if they can join we walk towards the next class. But I am too bored to do anything so I tell Louis that I am just gonna stay a little here and relax. He smiles and me and says that he will cover me up to Mr. Samik. I smile thankfully to him as they all go away leaving me behind. I just sit there for about five minutes and then I frown and stand up. In my way to class I pass the nurses office and I see something unusual….
A good looking young nurse okay I think I need to visit the nurse office pretty soon. But then as I keep checking her out without her noticing me I see behind her something even more unusual.. Niall hugging a guy and they are both smiling wide at each other. My eyes widened and I just stare blankly at them. After what seems like an hour they pull away but keep smiling like idiots looking at each other. I make my way to class and in my mind I keep replaying that image. I feel something weird inside of me and all I know is that I don’t like or even know that guy but I will destroy him. After I finish with him, he'll want to go back crying to his mother.
I laugh evilly as I went to a bench again and took out my phone, playins some stupid game.
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Sooo...this is Chapter 3....:) Vote-Comment-Fan whatever you want!!! I hope you like it!! ^_^
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