2. Chapter 1: New Kid
"But I don't want to go to a new school"
"you have to mate! You need to!"
my friend Harry yelled from down the hallway at me. I dropped out of high school a couple week ago and then Moved. I didn't have a girlfriend and I watched girls on TV because I didn't have my own. Harry was my boxing trainer so I could stay fit. He is the only person that knows. That understands what I am. He knows what it's like, because he's one too. I Niall Horan am a vampire. I'm not your average boy. I only go out and hunt when we run out of bags. Harry and I lived together on the corner of Summer Lane. We lived in Mullinger, Ireland, or we used too. We are moving to Ohio now. We were on our way there now, when I got hungry. I ignored it and then when we landed, we walked all the way to our apartment and ate there. I jumped into bed with the agony of the school.
IN THE MORNING
there was a new boy coming into school. I got up and put my hair into a pony tail, put on a peachish shirt that was lonr in the back, polka dotted Keds and black tights. I grabbed my bag and started walking to school when it decided to rain. I started to run about 4 blocks into the rain. When I got there, I went I the girls bathroom and redid my hair. I walked out and saw a blonde headed boy staring at me. He ahad blue eyes that were staring at me. I felt them glide down my body and back up. Then Kayla walked up to him and put his hand in hers. I got furiated and left. When I opened my locker I looked back at them. They were entwining hands and smiling at eachother. That would NEVER be me. No guy has ever looked into me like that. To be honest, I've never had an actual boyfriend. They always cheated in someone prettier than me. I grabbed my books for my next classes and headed to Gym. I had it first period and I hate it. I headed to gym when Niall startled me. He was already done. I walked through the gym and into the locker room. I changed clothes to my short pink shorts and my blue baseball jersey I got. I put my hair up, a few hairs falling back down. I entered the gym and was tripped by Zayn, the bad boy in our grade. I got up and wiped my Hand off. It was red. I started running my laps when I saw Niall looking at me. When I finished, I walked up to him and said "so, your the new kid?" "Yeah. Why?" "Just wondering. Why do you keep staring?" "Because I've never seen someone like you" I blushed and looked down at my Nike shoes. "Oh, I'm sorry" I looked back up into his now hurtful looking eyes. "It's alright" I faked a smile and listened to our gym teacher speak. He was a strict teacher. I started to daydream when he yelled at me. "CLAIRY!" I was shaken back into reality. He started talking but I ignored him. We started playing Basketball when Zayn was put on my team. We started playing when Zayn started to get rough. Niall was on me team and was paying close attention to me. Micah threw me the ball ad I went to shoot it when zayn acted like he was on the other team and pushed me down making me slide across the floor halfway down the court. He then took the ball from me and threw it from half court and made it in. Everyone was cheering for him but Niall. He came and helped me up. "Are you alright?" "Yeah, it happens daily. Don't worry, but thanks" I got up completely and brushed myself off. "You shouldn't let him push you around like that. You aren't plastic." "I know." "No you don't know, your crying" I wiped my cheek and realised I was crying. I wiped them all away leaving only a few on the side making them look like sweat. The bell rang and I ran to the ladies locker room. I changed back into my clothes and then I walked out, soon being pushed against the wall by Zayn. "You thought I was done with you didn't I?!" He whispered into my ear. "N-no" I stuttered because I was scared. Where are the teachers when I need them most. He was now squishing me into the wall harder, tears now coming down my cheeks and dropping on his leathe jacket. He grabbed my wrists and put them above my head. I felt bruises coming to my wrists. He took his hand and held both of my wrists with it. His other hand went down my arm feeling my cuts and then he trolled it down lower to my stomach. "Please leave me alone" he