I looked to the girls and shrugged because I didn't care who sat in front of me unless it was Annie that was sitting in front of me. Then, I would care. But, she isn't so I'm good. I watched two of them sit in front of me while the other sat in the last empty desk in front the girls. Something in me was going off. But, I ignored it.
"So," The girl smiled, "What's your names?"
"I'm Anthony," Anthony said.
"I'm Trina," She smiled.
"I'm Katherina," The other said.
"I'm Jenny," I said.
Then, I noticed the girl looking at me. I felt kind of creeped out because I don't know her and it makes me feel uncomfortable when people stare at me. I looked all around the classroom,trying to avoid the girl, but nothing helped. I sighed and started to play Candy Crush on my phone. Math class is probably one of the most boring classes of all time.
*75 minutes pass*
Finally the bell rang. The Vice-Principal announced that it was not recess, it's passing time which means you have time to go to your locker, get your books for Period 2 and go to that class. But, that stupid rule never affected Rachele, Shafa and I. We'd always hang out in that 10 minutes. And get to class on time for some reason. Weird huh? We're MAGIC! And I found out that the girl that was staring at me was named Hilda. Nice name.
'Hilda...,' I thought, 'Why do you always stare at me as if I stole your boyfriend or something?'
"Hey Jenny!" Rachele yelled out.
"Hey girls!" I smiled, running towards them.
'I wonder what they have now,' I thought.
"How was Math class?" Rachele asked.
"Yeah," Shafa smiled, "Who's in your class?"
"It was so boring," I sighed, "Annie an-"
"I feel SOOOOO bad for you," Rachele laughed.
"Rachele," Shafa said.
"Sorry," Rachele said, holding her laugh in, "Who else?"
"Anthony," I sighed even louder.
Both their expression changed to more of a pissed off look. They both don't like Anthony. Rachele doesn't like him because he became a dick towards her and Shafa HATES him because of what he did to me last year. And the boys don't like him because same reason as Shafa's and they get jealous. Especially Niall. If Niall was to ever find out about me hanging with Anthony, he'd rip Anthony's head off his skin.
"He asked me that he wanted to hang with me," I said, looking down.
"And you replied?" Shafa said.
"I don't know," I said.
"Good," Rachele smiled, "That douche doesn't deserve to waste your time if he doesn't want to waste his with you."
"I know," I said, "But, I feel so bad."
"Don't," Shafa said, "That sharmoota doesn't deserve you in any way."
"You're right," I smiled, "Thanks girls. Let's get to class."
Then, we started walking down the hall to our History class. As I was walking, I looked to my left to see Niall and Liam without the girls noticing them. I smiled at them when they smiled back right at me. I smiled even more to know that they got my back on anything. I looked frontwards and chatted with my friends.
"She has dependable friends," Liam smiled.
"Especially us too," I smiled.
But, without us not realizing, Zayn appeared behind us which scared the living shit out of us both. We looked at him with anger in our eyes while he smiled with his lips which annoyed all of us. He knows that it annoys the shit out of us.
"Hi," He smiled.
"Don't speak," I said.
"Who are those girls?" Zayn asked.
"Jenny's friends," Liam said.
Immediately, we both turned to him with more than an annoyed face. We gave him a "Don't think about it" look because c'mon, we all know what's he's planning. C'mon even the whole world knows what he's planning in that thick Vampire brain he has.
"Don't say it!" I said, mad.
"Can I..," Zayn said slowly.
"Don't you dare," Liam said.
"Eat them?" He smiled evilly.
We both yelled, going towards lockers and hitting our heads on it. He ADORES making our lives a living hell for us. I'm the Prince. I'm suppose to be making everyone's life a living fucking hell, not Mr. I'm-Perfect-Hair-And-Skin over here. God, he gets on my Vampire nerves.
"I love making your lives a living hell," Zayn laughed.
"Shut up," Liam and I both said.
But, something didn't feel right. I feel as if someone is watching me. But, I can't put my finger on it exactly. Liam stopped hitting his head on the locker and looked to me. Zayn also looked to me. They both know something's bothering me which bothers them also.
"What's up," Zayn said.
"Something's not right," I said, "As if someone's watching me."
"Hello," A voice said, "Prince Niall..."