As I was finishing the shading of the boy's eyes, I started to wonder what his name was. I turned to Harry, who was talking to the boy with the black hair, who's name I also didn't know, and tapped him on the arm. He turned around to me, signing 'Yes?'
'Do you know their names yet?' I replied back, motioning between the two boys.
'The one next to me is Z-A-Y-N,' Harry signed, signing out his name because he didn't have a sign language sign yet. Only deaf people can give you your sign language sign, that's just how it works. You can't pick your own. 'And the one with blonde hair is N-I-A-L-L."
I nod at him, trying to come up with their signs. For Zayn, I decide on moving my hand back and forth below my waist. Harry watches me, copying it and pointing behind him to Zayn with a questioning look on his face. I nod, signaling that I was talking about Zayn.
I look over at the boy with blonde hair, Niall, to see him watching me. He looks like he had been doing it a while, considering he hadn't moved since I had last looked at him. How could I not though? He was beautiful, probably the most beautiful boy I've seen.
I turn back to Harry, moving my hands again. For Niall's sign, I move hands in a way that resembles reeling in a fish and then moving back.
Harry points over at Niall and nod, signing to him that that's his sign. Harry nods, turning to Liam, to probably gawk at him, I think to myself. Harry starts signing to Liam as his lips are moving, telling Liam what the two new boys' signs are.
Liam nods, telling Niall and Zayn, as they both look at me, smiling and nodding. I blush, looking back at my drawing as I go back to working on Niall's eyes as he continues to watch me.
I watch as Peyton blushes, looking back down at her drawing and begins to work again as I watch her. I know that sounds a bit creepy, but I like watching her draw, its so beautiful how her face scrunches up as she makes a slight mistake or how she sticks her tongue out in concentration. Her drawing is already looking great, but I can't wait to see when its done, I bet its going to look amazing.
"Mate, why do you keep staring at Peyton?" Harry asks.
Before I even think about what I say I respond, "Because she's beautiful."
That catches Liam, Harry, and Zayn's attention as I look up embarrassed and surprised.
"Good luck with that mate. Peyton hasn't had a boy ever tell her she's beautiful or even liked her for that fact. And if they have, she hasn't told me and we tell each other everything." Harry says, grinning at Peyton, who is oblivious as to what we are talking about.
"Really? She is really pretty though." Zayn says, causing me to glare at him subconsciously.
"Dude!" I say, hitting him as he laughs.
"Calm yourself." He replied, smirking at me. I sigh, hearing a sigh of frustration. I look over and see Peyton erasing something on the paper she's drawing on, a frustrated look on her beautiful face.
"So why did you guys decide to sit with us? I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but normally, people don't really associate with us." Liam asks.
I shrug. "You guys looked lonely and plus, these were the only seats open."
Suddenly I hear the belt ring, and I start to pull my timetable out of my back pocket, my step-brother doing the same, to see what we have next as I see Peyton shutting an alarm off on her phone.
Harry looks over at me, "What do you guys have next?"
Zayn replies, "Drama with Mr. Tomlinson?" as I nod in agreement because I have that class also.
"Really? Us too!"
A/N So Louis comes in the next chapter! What do you think? I think I'm going to continue this book because I love the idea of it. Tell me what you think of this chapter. Comment, like, favorite. Sorry its short, chapters will get longer!