His Slave

It's High school. It's were hate rises. But being a Freshman and sophomore Is the worst thing possible because Freshman and sophomore girls get to be slaves for the guys and do anything they want. I mean anything. It's not fair at all exposing girls like this but what you gonna do?


3. The Bidding

*Ashely's p.o.v.*

The Teacher walked in the room.

"Okay class so as you may know the bidding is today are you guys excited?" she asked

Excited? About the bidding no way?

"I"m excited Mrs. I already got my eyes on someone" I heard Zayn say and he was definetly looking at me. I tried to ignore my nerves. 

"Okay so this year the bidding will be a little different Some girls will go during nutrition now If I call your name please go to room 101 where you'll get ready" she said 

I begged for the teacher not to say my name. I wasn't ready well at least not now. Actually I'll never be ready for this. The teacher said some names. 

"And Ashley Hemmings" I heard the teacher said making me jump out off my seat. Oh no... I had 2 periods to get ready 1st and 2nd. I grabbed my bag and headed to room 101. When I got there I threw my backpack where a couple others lay.So heres how it goes the teachers do your hair, pick outfits for you, and do anything possible to make you look beautiful. Last year I dyed my hair blonde so I would look "better". This year I was going for a more vivid look. I grabbed the red hair dye and told the teachers I was gonna dye it this color. They nodded in approval saying it would go good with my green eyes and blah blah blah. I headed to the girls room and read the directions. I applied it to my hair and waited about 30 minutes before I took it off. I looked in the mirror and as much as I hate to admit it the teachers were right. It did look good with my green eyes. I went back inside the classroom where the teachers nodded and smiled at me.

"Okay Mrs.Hemmings Wait a minut by any chance------" I stopped her there

"No I'm not related to Luke Hemmings from 5 Seconds of Summer and even if I was I wouldn't be in this so called school" I snapped

"Okay Look Missy I don't like that tone your using with me" she said

I rolled my eyes. She picked out an outfit for me. It was a red dress with some red flats.

"I am not wearing a Dress" I Protested

"Well you don't really have a choice now do you?" she asked

"Can you please pick something else like skinni jeans or something?" I asked 

"I'll see what I can do" she said rolling her eyes

A few minutes later she came back with some black skinni jeans and a red top that would for sure show my stomach

"I-------" she cut me off

"It's either this or the dress" she said 

I nodded putting on the weird clothes. I wasn't use to showing my stomache. I felt uncomfortable. I grabbed some black converse before she could see. They then curled my hair since my hair was actually straight. They made me look at myself in the mirror and for the first time I actually liked the girl I saw in the mirror.I smile at my reflection when I heard the bell ring. My smile immidietly turned into a frown and my stomache turned in knots.

"Okay now you know where to go" she said 

I went to the stage where the bidding will be held. I felt like I was gonna be sick, but at the same time I was afraid no one will bid on me. I saw girls go in front of me obviously excited. So heres how it goes guys umm bid on you and the highest bidder gets to keep you for a whole year as his slave. Which was horrible you wouldn't get to be with your folks you had to live with them. Luckily, I was last. I waited as I saw girls get bid on. The highest bid was 100 pounds. I waited my stomache getting knots as the line moved until I was the only one left.

"Okay boys here we have Mrs. Ashley Hemmings a pretty young lady" the guy with the microphone commented 

"Do we have any bids? he asked

"20 pounds" I heard a voice say

"60 pounds" I heard another 

"150 pounds" I heard a familliar voice Zayn's 

"200 pounds" I heard another one, but not Zayn's Harry's. Zayn shoved Harry a little

"300 pounds" Zayn said finally

"Do we have 310?" the guy said No reply

"Sold To Mr.Zayn Malik for 300 Pounds" He said while everyone clapped loudly since that was now the highest bid. Great I thought I was now Zayn's slave for a whole year


Hi guys this is Itss_JenniMalik The other Co-Author I hope It didn't suck Love you 

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