Getting even

My name is Tracey. I have moved to England from Atlanta. Back in Georgia I was the toughest girl in school. I kept everything under control. Fights, arguments, etc. but in England it's a whole new world. A whole new atmosphere. The bully there is none other than zayn Malik one direction. Popular kid yup. Gets in too many fights. Every day I see the kid shoving them up their own lockers. But I have a major crush on him. Should I fight? Or should I fall?


1. First day

TRACEYS POV:It was the first day of school for me in England. I had lost all of my friends back in Atlanta. I was on my own. A new start I never really wanted. I sigh as I walk through the rain in Doncaster. I was wearing a black hoodie with black skinny jeans and chocolate brown uggs. I wore a gray tshirt and my hair was put into a braid that went over one shoulder. I was praying hard to God that I would make new friends and there would be no bullies right? Boy, I was wrong. Three guys in their senior year like me rushed past me and bumped my shoulder really hard. Caused me to almost spin." Hey, you! Watch where your going!" I shouted at him. I was the toughest girl in school back in Georgia. And stronger than most guys, too. Who knows how it will be like in this high school. I just hoped it wouldn't be as bad as i thought. The people there have already made a bad impression. As I arrived in the class room, I was not late. Good. I succeeded the first step. Don't be late. I sat down in the seat the teacher assigned me. I looked around me to see who I was sitting next to. And, to the right of me, right next to me, I see none other than Zayn Malik. From one direction? This couldn't be. I looked at him in awe. What? No no no no no. I must be dreaming. I physically slapped myself where no one could see. I looked up again hoping to find just a normal guy. Nope. I thought wrong. He was still there. I said in my mind thank God he didn't notice me. Thank you God. My thoughts were disturbed by the locker bell. I reached for my back pack and bolted out thinking, he's so damn hot!

TRACEY'S POV: I took my books out from my locker and set them down on the floor. But something caught my eye. Zayn was in a fight. " Hey!", he said in his British voice. He was talking to some kid who looked like a nerd. "Can't see without your glasses, can you?" He raised the poor kid up a few feet from the ground. He released him, laughing and throwing the glasses at him. I rushed back to class not being able to stand it anymore. I sat in my seat thinking if he does that too many times, I'm gonna have to take action.zayn sat
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