My Boys

When Tara was little, she had a best friend but then had to move away. She found a new best friend but once again had to move. She found another best friend but was forced to move. Once again, she finds a new best friend and then has to move. This best friend, gets Tara into a bit of trouble with her parents. So once again she has to move. Each of her best friends gave her a present before leaving and she always kept them. When Tara starts out at a brand new school and makes plenty of friends, everything goes well. That is until the fist day of high school when she sees people she never thought see would ever see again. Will that all become best friends? Will anyone of them fall for Tara?

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7. Trouble

~Tara's POV~

The following day, I show up to school. I still have a black eye but covered most of it with make-up. My parents are coming back today and I don't want them to find out. Not even my brothers have noticed and Andrew pays the most attention to me. That's okay though.

I'm at my locker waiting for Zayn to show up so we can walk to third period. We always meet at our lockers and walk to class together, but today Zayn is running late. I look down the hall and see a blonde headed my way. I recognize her from a couple of my classes but can't remember her name.

She walks right up to me and starts talking trash. I ignore her for a few sentences but than can't take it and start trash talking back. She then says something that just puts me over the top. That's when I throw a punch and a fight starts. I hear a familiar voice shout my name but keep on hitting the girl. Someone grabs my waist and pulls me back not letting go. I look up to see that it's Zayn. A teacher has pulled the blonde girl back. "Both of you, principal's office. Now."

The blonde girl heads to the office and the bell rings. Everyone else makes their way to their classes. Zayn lets go and follows me to the office. "What happened back there?" "She started trash talking me so I did the same and then the fight started." "And you started it I'm assuming?" He asks. "You betcha. A girl like her could never start or finish a fight." I say with a smirk. We reach the office. "You should get to class. You're late." "Don't worry about me. I will say this though. Nice job pounding Whitney's face." Zayn says and walks off. I am a little shocked. I can't believe Zayn is proud of what I did. Oh well. I walk into the office and take a seat.

A few minutes later, we are talking with the principal. We tell her what happened and she gives us both detention. She gives us passes for your class and we are free to go. To class that is. I leave following the blonde girl and head to my locker. I start to get things out but stop when I realize that I can just skip the rest of class. So that's what I do. I close my locker and walk through the gym and outside to the commons.

I'm about to sit down at a table but I see mine and Zayn's friends sitting under a tree not far off. I go over there and sit with them. They are smoking and a couple are drinking beers. We sit there talking until the bell rings and head inside.

Zayn and I meet up at our lockers and make our way to our next class. "How much trouble did you get?" "Not much. Just detention today after school." "That's not too bad. Most people get suspended for a few days." He says. "You would know." I say with a smug grin. He winks and then we walk to our separate classes.

During fifth period, I get bored and stare out the window. I see someone alone under a tree smoking. It's a guy and he's wearing all black. I then notice the black hair and realize it's Zayn. 'Didn't know he smoked' I think to myself. Towards the end of class, I look back out the window and Zayn is still there smoking. Then someone walks up to him. It's not one of his friends though. It's a teacher. Zayn puts out the cigarette and the teacher guides him inside. I'm guessing to the principal's office. The bell rings and I head to art class.

I reach art class and Zayn is already there. I sit down next to him and ask, "So what's your punishment?" "What do you mean?" "I saw you smoking last period. That is until you got caught." "Right. Just detention." I nod and we work on our projects.

After school, Zayn and I go to detention. After a while, we get bored. Zayn reaches into his jacket and pulls out two straws and paper. He hands me a straw and we both start making spitballs. We hit the blackboard, desk, the window, and the blonde girl who I got in a fight with. She looks back and gives me a death glare and I smile back making her mad and she turns back around. I actually have fun in detention. All thanks to Zayn.

I arrive home and notice my parents car. I walk in the door and my dad walks out of his office. "Where have you been young lady?" He questions. "Out with some friends." "Doing what?" "Just hanging out. Jeez Dad. Lighten up." I say and make my way to my room. I turn on my music and sit at my desk working on my art project.

My mom yells supper is ready and I make my way downstairs. Everyone is seated when I walk in. I make my way to my seat when my mom rushes over and grabs my face in her hands. "Honey, what happened?" Crap. I forgot about the black eye and the fight at school. "Nothing. I just got hit in the face during gym. I'm fine." I sit down in between Stan and Andrew as my mother takes her seat.

As we pass around the food, I notice Derek giving me a look. "Don't believe Tara. She got into a fight at school and got detention." He says. "What!?" Both my parents yell. I give Derek a death glare and he smirks back at me. "Actually, she was the one who started the fight." He continues. Everyone is quiet. "How do you know?" I question. "The school called earlier." Great. "Young lady, we will talk about this later." My dad says with anger in his eyes. We all go back to eating. There's some talking but not much. I continue to glare at my oldest brother and he still has that stupid grin on his face.

After supper, my parents talk to me and I have to do the dishes for a whole week. Its not too serious but its not fair either. Derek had gotten into fights at school but never got in trouble. I can't believe this. I rebel and get punished but Derek doesn't. I hate my older brother.

~Zayn's POV~

I'm running late to third period. My teacher kept me after to talk to me about my test grade. Does he really think I care? Whatever. I make my way to mine and Tara's lockers so we can walk to third period together.

When I get closer, I see students gathering around a couple of people. I realize that the first fight of the year is going on. I walk closer to get a better view. I see a blonde girl. Then I notice who she's fighting and it's Tara. "Tara!" I say loudly but she ignores me. I walk up behind her and grab her waist. I pull her back as a teacher pulls the blonde girl back. Tara tries to get away but I keep a firm grip on her. She looks up and sees that it's me and stops trying to get away. "Both of you, principal's office. Now." The teacher says.

The blonde girl heads to the office and the bell rings. Everyone else makes their way to their classes. I let go of Tara and follow her to the office. "What happened back there?" "She started trash talking me so I did the same and then the fight started." "And you started it I'm assuming?" I ask. "You betcha. A girl like her could never start or finish a fight." She says with a smirk. We reach the office. "You should get to class. You're late." "Don't worry about me. I will say this though. Nice job pounding her face." I say and walk off.

The bell rings signaling the end of class and I leave the room. Tara and I meet up at our lockers and make our way to our next class. "How much trouble did you get?" "Not much. Just detention today after school." "That's not too bad. Most people get suspended for a few days." I say. "You would know." She says with a smug grin. She has no idea. I wink and then we walk to our separate classes.

I start to head to fifth period but decide to skip instead. I walk outside using the gym doors and find a place to sit. I pull out a cigarette and light it and begin smoking. When it gets closer to the end of the period, I notice a teacher coming my way. When the teacher gets near me, I put out the cigarette and let him guide me to the principals's office.

I talk with the principal and she gives me detention. Oh well. Now Tara and I can hang out after school. The bell rings and I leave. I walk to art class and take my seat as I wait for Tara. She sits down and asks, "So what's your punishment?" "What do you mean?" "I saw you smoking last period. That is until you got caught." "Right. Just detention." She nods and we work on our projects.

After school, Tara and I go to detention. After a while, we get bored. I reach into my jacket and pull out two straws and paper. I hand her a straw and we both start making spitballs. We hit the blackboard, desk, the window, and the blonde girl who she got in a fight with. She looks back and gives Tara a death glare and Tara smiles back making her mad and she turns back around. I actually have fun in detention. All thanks to my brilliant idea and Tara.

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