Three Words

Jordan Stewart, a junior in Alburry Hills High School, is not book smart nor is she street smart. She is just a regular girl with average grades and a decent piece of mind. The only thing in her way is the leather jacket and the black sun glasses, followed by the facial appearance of black hair and gorgeous hazel brown eyes.


2. Lunch Time

I slowly got up and brushed myself off, looking into Jesse's eyes. Her jaw had dropped and Liam's eyes widened. I shrugged and grabbed my bag.

"I'm going to head to class earlier this morning." I mumbled, walking out of the lunch room. God, I hate people. I got to my assigned locker and opened it, putting all my stuff inside. I hung all of my accessories and smiled. I loved decorating. I loved style and fashion, as well. I heard the school bell ring, noting that classes were going to begin soon. I grabbed my schedule and admired it for a bit. First period English. I collected my binders and shut my locker to quickly walk to class. As I entered, I noticed a few other students in their seats. I looked around, noticing name cards on everyone's desk. I looked around and found mine. I smiled to myself and sat down in my spot. I got my notebook out waited for class to start. As the bell rang again, almost everyone was here. Except for the person next to me, along with a couple of other students. I decided to check the name tag to see who was sitting next to me. Only I wish I didn't.

"Zayn Malik..." I heard the teacher say. I popped my head up and glanced over at the door, seeing those hazel brown eyes scanning the class room.

"You're seat is right next to... Stewart. Jordan Stewart." the teacher said once more. His eyes quickly hit mine, forming an evil smirk on his lips. He slowly made his way to the seat next to me. Each step he took, my heart skipped a beat. I could feel the nervousness inside of me as his eyes dart on me. As he approached our desks, he leaned in close to my ear and smiled.

"This is going to be fun." and with that, his hand grabbed onto one of my pencils I had on the surface of the desk. I watched as he slowly sat in his seat, both his hands one each part of the pencil. He looked up from the pencil and up to the teacher. As the teacher introduced herself as Ms. Hanson, I heard a snap from under his desk. His hands rose from in his lap to my side of the desk, reveling my pencil in two pieces. I rolled my eyes, wiping the pencil pieces off my desk. I then grabbed my spare pencil and began writing notes that Ms. Hanson had been writing. I could tell that Zayn was irritated, but I smiled. I didn't care. I just chuckled to myself and continued on with the notes. Every often, I smelled that strong cologne that always made me feel scared and endangered. I shrugged it off though after awhile. I hadn't paid much attention to the time, but was surprised when I heard the bell ring, infmorning us to get to our next class.

"Good day, everyone. Hope to see you all tomorrow." I heard Ms. Hanson say. I collected my things and when I looked up, I noticed Zayn in the front of the room looking at his phone. His face seemed a bit... uneasy? He never seemed like this before. I shrugged it off but as I was walking towards the door, Zayn had bumped into me. He just looked at me and paused.

"Erm... sorry." is all he said, walking out. My eyes had widened as I watched him walk away. Something was up with him and you would think I liked it seeing him that way, but it made me a bit curious. I shrugged and went to my next class.

After classes, it was lunch time. I had walked in and noticed everyone goofing around, eating, and even messing the place up. I scanned the room for my friends, but I glanced over, noticing Zayn and Stacy next to each there. In the same spot. Oh god, no. Zayn's arms wrapped around Stacy's waist, his lips on her neck. I rolled my eyes, great. Just perfect! I walked over to my friends and stared at the two worst people to ever join. That's when my thoughts were carried off by Jesse and Liam's voice.

"Jordan. Wake up..." I heard the both say. I looked over and sighed.


"What's going on?" Liam asked, looking at me with confusion. I pointed over at Zayn and Stacy, putting my head on the table. I heard gasps and sighs from both of them.

"I'm sorry girl. I really am." I heard Jesse mumbled.

"You want to get food with us?" I heard Liam ask. I rose my head and shook it in disappointment.

"Not really hungry." I whispered, staring out into the crowd. The two got up and walked to the food area, leaving me alone to think. My life is officially over. Stacy has made my life a living hell before and now she has help from Zayn. Well now worst. They're dating. I wiped my face, trying to wipe away the thoughts as well, but they would not seem to escape my mind. I noticed Zayn walking away from Stacy to answer a phone call. He answered, looking very thrilled at first, but after awhile his face faded down. He looked a bit worried. He slowly walked closer to the exit, closer around where my table sat, where I could hear his words.

"Look, we can't do this now. My main girl's here. Okay, I have to go. I'm heading to class. Love you." then he hung up and breathed in. I gasped to myself. Is it just me, or does he seem as if he's got another girl on the side. I grinned to myself, feeling as if I know a dirty little secret. Zayn glared over to my table, noticing that I was alone. Thankfully, I had turned away before he noticed me looking at him. I heard a patter of footsteps following over to me and the chair next to me being pulled back. That's when I smelt the same strong cologne from earlier, along with a chuckle next to my ear.

"I know you heard that." he mumbled. I glanced at him and smirked.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" I asked him with a rude attitude. He chuckled.

"You don't need to be all snappy." he started. He got closer, resting his arm on the table. I sat still and stared into his eyes. His bright brown eyes.

"You say a word and I will make your life go through hell." he muttered under his breath. He didn't seem to want anyone else hear that. I knew he wanted to keep it away from Stacy. I chuckled to him and shook my head, keeping my eyes away from him.

"Your 'main girl' already does that." I mumbled, putting on a sarcastic face. He sighed and moved my chin so I could look at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but noticed the 'main girl' approaching us.

"Ew, why are you talking to this freak for?" her words cut like scissors when she spoke. Her voice so whiny and high pitched. So preppy. She looked at me and gave me a death glare.

"I asked him about something in English class. We sit together." I told her, looking at my hands. She giggled, grabbing Zayn's arm.

"Awe baby. You don't need to help some bitch with your smarticles. You'll get an STD or something." she joked, referring to freshmen year. I rolled my eyes and looked at Zayn. He had a smirk on his face, giving me more of a death glare. I sighed, looking away and noticing Liam and Jesse arriving back.

"We better leave the whore alone to her little show tonight at the corner." and after that last comment, I felt that same humiliation that I did from when we were freshmen. I stood up and looked her straight in the eye.

"You can be a little slut sometimes." I told her, looking at no one but her. She giggled again and smiled.

"You know that's not true. Sluts are with more than one guy. I'm only with Zayn." she smirked, kissing his cheek. Stacy winked and grabbed Zayn's hand, walking him back to their table. I rolled my eyes again and looked over at Liam and Jesse. They sat down carefully and looked concerned.

"What did we miss?" Jesse asked. I noticed Zayn glancing over at me. I could tell he heard that. His face seemed with anger and worried at the same time. I couldn't deal with this right now. I got up, grabbed my stuff, and stared at Jesse and Liam.

"Everything." I mumbled, rushing out of the lunch room. I don't need to deal with this. I'm just surprised that I stuck up for myself.

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