Tessa's Story

Tessa Jackson has been bullied since the 8th grade and has never had a break. The "popular" people, David and Nadia and their followers, bully her because she didn't have to try to get all the boys to like her, she didn't have to try to be pretty, and she didn't have to try to have a nice life. When they asked her into their group in the 8th grade and she said no, it all started. The bullied her to make her seem small, weak, unwanted. Tessa's whole world changes into a dark, lonely place. But Tessa's whole world changes again when she meets this one guy that makes her feel special, wanted, strong, and big. She gains back confidence with his help. But when she sees him supposedly cheating on her, will she be able to stay strong, or collapse and become what she was before?

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6. Zayn's House

  Tessa's P.O.V.

 

  I began getting nervous as we got closer and closer to Zayn's house. I had agreed to actually play in front of them! What was I thinking?

  Zayn seemed to notice something was wrong. "What's the matter?" he asked.

  "Nerves. I never really play guitar in front of people really."

  "Then why'd you agree? You can always say no."

  Great. He wanted to know why. How can I tell him I got lost in his eyes and couldn't say no? Grrrrr. I finally pulled myself together and said, "I don't know."

  "Yeah you do!"

  "Fine! I, um, I wasn't really thinking about what I was saying."

  "Ok." He clearly didn't believe me. Just great.

  "Hey, We're here!" Zayn shouted out of the blue. Crud.

  "What's your mom's name?"

  "Tricia

  "Pretty name."

  "Yep. Shall we go?' he asked, acting all formal.

  "Yes, we shall," I replied, trying to not giggle.

  I grabbed my guitar and we headed for the house. I saw Niall playing guitar, surounded by the other lads. It sounded really good. "Nice guitar" I said with out thinking. His head jerked up, and he smailed at me.

  "Thanks!" he said. "Maybe we can play together!"

  "That'd be fun!" and then I went into this house with Zayn.

 

  Zayn's P.O.V.

  I led Tessa into the house to meet my mom. "Hey, honey!" she said not looking up from the pot of soup she was stirring in the kitchen.

  "Mom, this is Tessa," I said.

  She looked up and looked at Tessa. "Hello, Tessa," she said. "Are you a friend of Zayn's?"

  "Um..."

  "Yeah," I said. "But just a friend, Mom," I added. 

  She smiled a smile that's meaning was obvious: Mmhhm. Yeah, right.

  Aloud, she said, "That's nice. Tessa, would you mind going out side for a minute while I talk with Zayn?"

  "Sure, Mrs. Malik."

  "Please, call me Tricia."

  Tessa smiled. "Sure, Tricia," and then she walked out the door.

  As soon as she was out of earshot, the "Girl Talk" began,

  "Zayn, why is she just your friend? Haven't you asked her out yet?"

  "Mom, that's the girl I told you about, Tessa Jackson? The one who's been bullied?"

  "Oh. So you haven't asked her out because you think she'll say no, thinking it's a practical joke?"

  "Exactly!"

  "Ah ha...well, carry on, then." 

  "Not with out your promise of not playing match maker."

  "Fine, I promise."

  "Promise to what?" I know my mom. She'll say I promise, and then say later, "Well, I said I promise, but I didn't say what I promised."

  "I promise I won't play match maker."

  "Thank you!" And then I left her to her cooking.

 

  Tessa's P.O.V.

 

  I walked out the door and sat down on a log outside next to Niall. I pulled out my guitar, and took a look at his music book. It was a duet. He was only playing one part, though.

  "Play with me," he said.

  I started to play. It sounded really good! "Did you write this?" I asked.

  "Well, yeah."

  "It sounds amazing!"

  "Only because two people are playing it."

  "It sounded good before I joined in!"

  "No, it didn't."

  "I give up."

  We played for a while, and then Niall said, "Let's start over, and you sing!"

  "What? No!"

  "Aww, Come on!" he gave me the puppy dog face.

  "Fine." We started over.

 

                     I've tried playing it cool,

                     But when I'm looking at you,

                     I can't ever be brave,

                     Cause you make my heart race

 

                     Shot me out of the sky

                     You're my  kryptonite

                     You keep making me weak,

                     Yeah, frozen and can't breathe

 

                     Something's gotta give now,

                     Cause I'm dieing just to make you see

                     That I need you here with me now,

                     Cause you've got that one thing!

 

                     So! Get out get out get of my head!

                    And fall into my arms instead

                    I don't I don't don't know what it is,

                    But I need that one thing, and you've got that one thing!

 

                   Now I'm climbing the walls,

                   But you don't notice at all,

                  That I'm going out of my mind,

                  Yeah, all day and all night

 

                  Something's gotta give now,

                 Cause I'm dieing just to know your name,

                  And I need you here with me now,

                 Cause you've got that one thing.

 

                 So! Get out get out get out of my head,

                 And fall into my arms instead!

                I don't I don't know what it is,

                But I need that one thing, and you've got that one thing!

 

                 So! Get out get out get out of my mind,

                 And come on, come into my life,      

                 I don't I don't don't know what it is,

                 But I need that one thing, and you've got that one thing

       

                  Woah, woah, woah, You've got that one thing

 

                  Get out get out get out of my head,

                  And fall into my arms instead

 

                  So! Get out get out get out of my head,

                 And fall into my arms instead!

                 I don't I don't don't know what it is,

                But I need that one thing and you've got that one thing!

 

                  Get out get out get out of my mind,

                  And come on, come into my life,

                   I don't I don't know what it is,

                    But I need that one thing, and you've got that one thing!

 

  "That's a great song, Niall," I said when we'd finished.

  He blushed and said, "Thanks, but managment will probably change it so it's not a duet playing on the guitar."

  "So? You still wrote it."

  Just then Zayn came in. "Hey, Tessa," he said, "What you been doing?"

  "Just playing Niall's song, want to hear?"

  "Sure," he said.

  Niall and I played, and I sang. Zayn clapped at the end. "Great job, guys," he said.

  Just then, Harry, Liam, and Louis jumoed out from behind some trees and squirted us with warter guns. Harry threw three guns at our feet. I grabbed one and started to shoot. Zayn grabbed one and stood next to me, and he got Louis throughly soaked. We ran through the woods that surounded Zayn's house like a giant U, the road being the obstacle that kept the house from being completely surrounmded. We had a water gun fight until I had to leave.

      That night I fell asleep with out crying.

 

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