Foreign Exchange
One Foot In Front Of The Other One
1 week later
Nicoles POV
This just sucks. I have no classes with anyone. Well, I mean I have P.E. with Nick and Zayn, but that’s it. I don’t even have lunch with any of them, they all have lunch earlier than me. I swear, when the administration was putting our schedules together, they made sure that I was in none of the boys classes or lunch. They probably took one look at my name and said “Oh no, keep her away from them.”
But I know what you’re thinking, but at least you’ve got Nick and Zayn. Well, sure, I do, but Nick adores Zayn. Whenever Nick is around Zayn, he just sticks to him like glue. I can’t blame him though, I understand why he would stick to him. He’s freaking Zayn Malik, the raven haired, bad boy hottie and best friend. Not only that but Nick already lives with me, so I would want classes with someone other than him. A girl needs a breather from a gay best friend. And no, that wasn’t rude to say, it’s true. I love Nick to death, but ya know, sometimes it’s good to just take a step back.
And it’s not like I don’t like Zayn. He’s a complete softie and it’s sweet how protective he is, but it’s just not that we really are close. He’s closer to my sister than me. Even though we were in the same art class last term, we still didn’t talk much even though we were sitting right next to each other. We both would just get lost into our artwork and rarely speak to each other. Actually, the only time we really talked to each other would be to only to ask advice on what one should do with their work of art or to compliment each other. Nothing more, nothing less. Strange, huh?
Maybe it was because secretly way deep down inside, I’m troubled that Zayn hasn’t realised that Nick likes him. It’s obvious to everyone but him. Zayn can look through anyone but Nick. Zayn is so oblivious sometimes I just want to shout in his face “NICK LIKES YOU!” But that would be rude and not solve anything. No, I’m not mad at him, I’m just conflicted with him.
Ugh, all I want is a class with Harry, so at least I could admire his gorgeous looks. But then again, it probably is a good thing that I don’t have any classes with Harry because I know that I would want to be his partner every time and I wouldn’t get any work done, I’d be too lost in his eyes.
“Oh stop moping, at least you get to see us every morning, every day after school, and on the weekends. It’s not the end of the world.” Louis said, ruffling my curls. I huffed and swatted his hand away, not missing a beat as the boys and I walked down the sidewalk on the way home. It was still cold, considering that it was January, but it wasn’t rainy and there wasn’t too much of a breeze. It felt actually quite refreshing to be outside. “Drama queen” Louis smirked and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Sorry to burst your never ending bubble of happiness, but once I get this puppy off” I said, gesturing my casted arm, “I start practicing for tennis.”
“So?” Louis said, not getting the point.
“So, that means I’ll start going to tennis practice after school and work out and practice on the weekends” I said, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to emphasis.
“What? No way, that gives us no time to hang out!” Harry complained and I blushed at how forward he was.
“You bes know that we be findin’ ways to see ya” Louis sassed, snapping his fingers. I giggled and shook my head.
“Love, you know that you can’t keep us away” Liam said, slinging his arm around my shoulders.
“Darn” I teased, snapping my fingers and struggling to hide my smile with a fake frown.
“It’s actually the other way around, we can’t keep you away” Niall joked as we started walking again.
“What? No!” I protested. “Zayn is always inviting Nick over!” I said. Zayn’s pink turned a very faint pink, hard to see, but it was there.
“But does he invite you?” Louis teased and I glared at him.
“Goodbye Louis” I said, stopping to hug everyone but Louis. I held my arms around Harry longer than anyone else, taking in his scent and warmth.
“Hey! Where’s my hug?” Louis shouted after us as we parted ways to go to home.
“Do you hear something?” I asked Nick, smiled widely at him. Nick giggled back and played along.
“Nope, do you?” he asked, smiling and shrugging his shoulders.
“Nope, just checking.”
“Oi!” Louis yelled again.
“Such a drama queen” I replied, turning around to face him.
“Hug. Now” Louis commanded.
“Sheesh, so demanding” I said, giving him a quick hug. “Now go away” I teased, pushing him over to the boys.
“Bye!” he chirped and skipped off. I smiled and shook my head, turning back and walking home with Nick.
“How was your first day back at school?” Anjelica yelled from upstairs in her room when she heard us Nick and I talking.
“Awful! I have no classes with anyone!”
“That’s not true, she has P.E. with Zayn and I!” Nick quickly said after me.
“Not even lunch?” Anjelica asked.
“Not even lunch!” I exclaimed. “School hates me, no joke” I said, walking off to my room. I tossed my backpack to the side and flopped down on my bed. “mmmmm” I hummed into my fluffy pillows. Not long after, I felt my bed shift.
“Harry was so checking you out today” Nick suddenly said beside me.
“What?!” I shrieked, snapping my head up.
“Oh yeah” Nick said, laying on his side and smirking at me.
“Nick don’t mess with me!” I whined.
“But I’m not!” Nick said, stifling his laugh. I shoved my face back into my pillows, blushing at the thought of Harry. For him to go and even take a glance at me makes my insides go crazy. My feelings have become more prominent since I spilled the beans..which was never cleaned up by Harry. Just left there to rot.
“I’m going to pretend that I didn’t hear that” I mumbled into my pillow.
“Oh, but you won’t” Nick sing songed and I groaned.
Next day
Harrys POV
Going to first period and knowing that Nikki wasn’t there was a terrible start to my day. I didn’t even get to see her this morning. She went to the locker rooms to discuss her elbow and about the upcoming tennis team. I wanted to go see her, but I knew that tennis is really important to her, so she might have gotten uncomfortable or be upset with me showing up there.
“Good morning class, welcome back to History” the mid-aged female teacher said in a cheery tone.
“It’s way too early to be that cheery” I mumbled to myself. I didn’t really mean to say that, I was just frustrated because the teachers sunny smile and curly hair reminded me of Nikki.
“First off, are any of you switching classes within the next couple of days? Just so I know who will be leaving this class” she politely asked. I sighed and layed my head down on my desk. I wish I switch classes, then maybe I’ll have a class with Nikki.
Ah Harry, get your head out of the clouds. Stop thinking about doing something with Nikki and actually do it! But..what about Liam? Does he still like Nikki? Would he be mad at me? We may have forgiven each other and are finally back to good terms, but what if he still secretly is mad at me or something? I don’t want to go off and be a dick, but I really like Nikki. Challenge: get closer to Nikki. Challenge status: currently incomplete.
I inwardly groaned and squeezed my eyes shut for a brief second. When I opened my eyes I had to keep myself from jumping out of my seat I was so startled. Taylors face was uncomfortably close to mine.
“Hey handsome” she smiled and thankfully backed away, but only to seat in the seat closest to me.
“Um, hey. You weren’t in this class yesterday..?” I frowned.
“Yeah, I just switched in today” she smiled and I mentally strangled myself. I can’t believe I kissed her. Just proves how idiotic I am sometimes..or all the time.
“Great” I said with fake enthusiasm.
“It’s like math all over again, but without the boys” Taylor smiled,
“And Nikki” I said.
“What?”
“And Nikki. It’s like math all over again, but without the boys and Nikki” I said, holding back the venom in my voice.
“Oh, yeah” Taylor said with distaste. I turned away from her and pretended to be interested in our teacher who checked off signed papers. Thankfully, Taylor didn’t say anything more and the teacher started babbling on about History. It was painfully slow, and I could feel Taylors eyes on my, unsettling my nerves. My old flirtatious nature didn’t even come to mind or try to makes a move. The thought of flirting with someone other than Nikki made me feel dirty. I didn’t want to move my tongue to even utter a word to the blonde girl who I regretfully kissed.
I don’t like how I can still distinctly remember her lips against mine. They felt like gross rubber and she reeked of alcohol. Definitely not a pleasant memory. The bell ringing was music to my ears and I couldn’t get out of that class any faster. I walked through the outdoor hallway, walking out to the grass that surrounded some paths leading to other buildings. I was looking down at the ground as I walked, resulting in me bumping into someone.
“Ow!” they yelped.
“Oh gosh, I’m so s-” I stopped talking as I gazed down at that beautiful mop of curly hair. “Oh gosh Nikki!” I said, a little too loud. Boy was I glad to see her.
“H-hey” she cutely stuttered, holding her arm.
“Oh! Did I hurt you?” I said, immediately feeling guilty.
“Oh, n-no. I’m fine” she sheepishly smiled. I felt a hard yank on my arm, pulling me back slightly.
“Trying to run away?” Taylor whispered in my ear, her lips grazing my ear. Nikki’s face fell, and she gave me a sad smile before walking away.
“Nikki wait!” I yelled, taking a step towards her, but Taylor held me back.
“Don’t worry about her” Taylor said, nuzzling her face in the crook of my neck.
“Ugh” I said in disgust and pulled away.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like me?” she said, frowning up at me. I looked past her and saw Nikki standing in front of a door. She innocently fiddled with her fingers and let her stray curls blow in her face. I looked back at Taylor to see if she understood. Taylor looked over to Nikki and her frowned seemed to deepen. “You like her.” she grumbled. I didn’t need to confirm it, she knew. We both watched Liam walk up to her and hug her, both smiling at each other.
I wasn’t jealous, because Nikki likes me, not Liam. It makes me happy to see them as close as ever, despite the fact that Liam likes her and she doesn’t like him back. it’s probably because they both are very sweet, understanding people and it would be a shame to see them not be as close as they are. I want that. I want to be that close to Nikki. I looked back down at Taylor, who was smiling mischiefly.
“Taylor?” I asked, not liking the look on her face.
“Oh, I’ll see you around” she quickly said before practically skipping off. I brushed it off and hurried to my next class, not wanting to be late on the second day.
Nicoles POV
I sat on the bleachers with Nick and Zayn, all three of us not paying attention to the P.E. teacher. We stopped listening when after he told us that they’re are dressing down tomorrow and what units we are going to be doing. Or actually, I should rather say that they’re dressing down tomorrow. I don’t have to dress down or do any activity thank to Sir Hurts A lot on my elbow. Nick snickered at Zayns joke, causing our P.E. teacher to stop and look at us.
“Is there something funny about playing mountian ball?” our teacher asked, tipping her cap up to get a better look at us. Everyone else on the bleachers slightly angled themselves to get a better look at us also, I guess hoping we’d start something more entertaining than just sitting here, bored out of our minds.
“N-nothing” Nick and Zayn answered, but I remained quiet. Our teacher didn’t question us anymore and just went on about more physical stuff. Mrs. Johnson, our P.E. teacher is a sweetheart. She’s never mean, so when she asked if something was funny, she didn’t seem mad about it. She’s one of those carefree teachers who tells you to try your best and understands when you need a break. She’ll make you work hard, but she’s like, gently about it.
“Hey, don’t touch my hair” Zayn whined to Nick.
“Just fixing it. You got some random hairs out of place” Nick shrugged and dropped his hands.
“Oh, well in that case, you can fix it” Zayn smiled at Nick who gladly returned it. Supposedly, Zayn doesn’t let anyone touch his hair, anyone. The boy is really serious about his hair, same goes for Nick. Perfect Pair!
When the bell rang, signalling that school was over for the day, everyone raced to their backpacks on the other side of auditorium. The three of us just wait until almost everyone is gone, no use walking through the traffic.
“This is just great, I got my two best friends right here with me!” Nick said from between Zayn and I. He slung an arm on both our shoulders. “It’s good to have you here.”
“I should be the one saying that” Zayn kidded, but it meant more that being friends to me.
“It feels like I’ve been here a month and it’s only been two day!” I start to complain, trying to convert to a different.
“Good to know that i’m not the only one” Nick said.
“At least tomorrow is Wednesday” Zayn pointed out, making Nick and I smile.
“Yeah" I said, happy that tomorrow we get out early
Nicoles POV
This just sucks. I have no classes with anyone. Well, I mean I have P.E. with Nick and Zayn, but that’s it. I don’t even have lunch with any of them, they all have lunch earlier than me. I swear, when the administration was putting our schedules together, they made sure that I was in none of the boys classes or lunch. They probably took one look at my name and said “Oh no, keep her away from them.”
But I know what you’re thinking, but at least you’ve got Nick and Zayn. Well, sure, I do, but Nick adores Zayn. Whenever Nick is around Zayn, he just sticks to him like glue. I can’t blame him though, I understand why he would stick to him. He’s freaking Zayn Malik, the raven haired, bad boy hottie and best friend. Not only that but Nick already lives with me, so I would want classes with someone other than him. A girl needs a breather from a gay best friend. And no, that wasn’t rude to say, it’s true. I love Nick to death, but ya know, sometimes it’s good to just take a step back.
And it’s not like I don’t like Zayn. He’s a complete softie and it’s sweet how protective he is, but it’s just not that we really are close. He’s closer to my sister than me. Even though we were in the same art class last term, we still didn’t talk much even though we were sitting right next to each other. We both would just get lost into our artwork and rarely speak to each other. Actually, the only time we really talked to each other would be to only to ask advice on what one should do with their work of art or to compliment each other. Nothing more, nothing less. Strange, huh?
Maybe it was because secretly way deep down inside, I’m troubled that Zayn hasn’t realised that Nick likes him. It’s obvious to everyone but him. Zayn can look through anyone but Nick. Zayn is so oblivious sometimes I just want to shout in his face “NICK LIKES YOU!” But that would be rude and not solve anything. No, I’m not mad at him, I’m just conflicted with him.
Ugh, all I want is a class with Harry, so at least I could admire his gorgeous looks. But then again, it probably is a good thing that I don’t have any classes with Harry because I know that I would want to be his partner every time and I wouldn’t get any work done, I’d be too lost in his eyes.
“Oh stop moping, at least you get to see us every morning, every day after school, and on the weekends. It’s not the end of the world.” Louis said, ruffling my curls. I huffed and swatted his hand away, not missing a beat as the boys and I walked down the sidewalk on the way home. It was still cold, considering that it was January, but it wasn’t rainy and there wasn’t too much of a breeze. It felt actually quite refreshing to be outside. “Drama queen” Louis smirked and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Sorry to burst your never ending bubble of happiness, but once I get this puppy off” I said, gesturing my casted arm, “I start practicing for tennis.”
“So?” Louis said, not getting the point.
“So, that means I’ll start going to tennis practice after school and work out and practice on the weekends” I said, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to emphasis.
“What? No way, that gives us no time to hang out!” Harry complained and I blushed at how forward he was.
“You bes know that we be findin’ ways to see ya” Louis sassed, snapping his fingers. I giggled and shook my head.
“Love, you know that you can’t keep us away” Liam said, slinging his arm around my shoulders.
“Darn” I teased, snapping my fingers and struggling to hide my smile with a fake frown.
“It’s actually the other way around, we can’t keep you away” Niall joked as we started walking again.
“What? No!” I protested. “Zayn is always inviting Nick over!” I said. Zayn’s pink turned a very faint pink, hard to see, but it was there.
“But does he invite you?” Louis teased and I glared at him.
“Goodbye Louis” I said, stopping to hug everyone but Louis. I held my arms around Harry longer than anyone else, taking in his scent and warmth.
“Hey! Where’s my hug?” Louis shouted after us as we parted ways to go to home.
“Do you hear something?” I asked Nick, smiled widely at him. Nick giggled back and played along.
“Nope, do you?” he asked, smiling and shrugging his shoulders.
“Nope, just checking.”
“Oi!” Louis yelled again.
“Such a drama queen” I replied, turning around to face him.
“Hug. Now” Louis commanded.
“Sheesh, so demanding” I said, giving him a quick hug. “Now go away” I teased, pushing him over to the boys.
“Bye!” he chirped and skipped off. I smiled and shook my head, turning back and walking home with Nick.
“How was your first day back at school?” Anjelica yelled from upstairs in her room when she heard us Nick and I talking.
“Awful! I have no classes with anyone!”
“That’s not true, she has P.E. with Zayn and I!” Nick quickly said after me.
“Not even lunch?” Anjelica asked.
“Not even lunch!” I exclaimed. “School hates me, no joke” I said, walking off to my room. I tossed my backpack to the side and flopped down on my bed. “mmmmm” I hummed into my fluffy pillows. Not long after, I felt my bed shift.
“Harry was so checking you out today” Nick suddenly said beside me.
“What?!” I shrieked, snapping my head up.
“Oh yeah” Nick said, laying on his side and smirking at me.
“Nick don’t mess with me!” I whined.
“But I’m not!” Nick said, stifling his laugh. I shoved my face back into my pillows, blushing at the thought of Harry. For him to go and even take a glance at me makes my insides go crazy. My feelings have become more prominent since I spilled the beans..which was never cleaned up by Harry. Just left there to rot.
“I’m going to pretend that I didn’t hear that” I mumbled into my pillow.
“Oh, but you won’t” Nick sing songed and I groaned.
Next day
Harrys POV
Going to first period and knowing that Nikki wasn’t there was a terrible start to my day. I didn’t even get to see her this morning. She went to the locker rooms to discuss her elbow and about the upcoming tennis team. I wanted to go see her, but I knew that tennis is really important to her, so she might have gotten uncomfortable or be upset with me showing up there.
“Good morning class, welcome back to History” the mid-aged female teacher said in a cheery tone.
“It’s way too early to be that cheery” I mumbled to myself. I didn’t really mean to say that, I was just frustrated because the teachers sunny smile and curly hair reminded me of Nikki.
“First off, are any of you switching classes within the next couple of days? Just so I know who will be leaving this class” she politely asked. I sighed and layed my head down on my desk. I wish I switch classes, then maybe I’ll have a class with Nikki.
Ah Harry, get your head out of the clouds. Stop thinking about doing something with Nikki and actually do it! But..what about Liam? Does he still like Nikki? Would he be mad at me? We may have forgiven each other and are finally back to good terms, but what if he still secretly is mad at me or something? I don’t want to go off and be a dick, but I really like Nikki. Challenge: get closer to Nikki. Challenge status: currently incomplete.
I inwardly groaned and squeezed my eyes shut for a brief second. When I opened my eyes I had to keep myself from jumping out of my seat I was so startled. Taylors face was uncomfortably close to mine.
“Hey handsome” she smiled and thankfully backed away, but only to seat in the seat closest to me.
“Um, hey. You weren’t in this class yesterday..?” I frowned.
“Yeah, I just switched in today” she smiled and I mentally strangled myself. I can’t believe I kissed her. Just proves how idiotic I am sometimes..or all the time.
“Great” I said with fake enthusiasm.
“It’s like math all over again, but without the boys” Taylor smiled,
“And Nikki” I said.
“What?”
“And Nikki. It’s like math all over again, but without the boys and Nikki” I said, holding back the venom in my voice.
“Oh, yeah” Taylor said with distaste. I turned away from her and pretended to be interested in our teacher who checked off signed papers. Thankfully, Taylor didn’t say anything more and the teacher started babbling on about History. It was painfully slow, and I could feel Taylors eyes on my, unsettling my nerves. My old flirtatious nature didn’t even come to mind or try to makes a move. The thought of flirting with someone other than Nikki made me feel dirty. I didn’t want to move my tongue to even utter a word to the blonde girl who I regretfully kissed.
I don’t like how I can still distinctly remember her lips against mine. They felt like gross rubber and she reeked of alcohol. Definitely not a pleasant memory. The bell ringing was music to my ears and I couldn’t get out of that class any faster. I walked through the outdoor hallway, walking out to the grass that surrounded some paths leading to other buildings. I was looking down at the ground as I walked, resulting in me bumping into someone.
“Ow!” they yelped.
“Oh gosh, I’m so s-” I stopped talking as I gazed down at that beautiful mop of curly hair. “Oh gosh Nikki!” I said, a little too loud. Boy was I glad to see her.
“H-hey” she cutely stuttered, holding her arm.
“Oh! Did I hurt you?” I said, immediately feeling guilty.
“Oh, n-no. I’m fine” she sheepishly smiled. I felt a hard yank on my arm, pulling me back slightly.
“Trying to run away?” Taylor whispered in my ear, her lips grazing my ear. Nikki’s face fell, and she gave me a sad smile before walking away.
“Nikki wait!” I yelled, taking a step towards her, but Taylor held me back.
“Don’t worry about her” Taylor said, nuzzling her face in the crook of my neck.
“Ugh” I said in disgust and pulled away.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like me?” she said, frowning up at me. I looked past her and saw Nikki standing in front of a door. She innocently fiddled with her fingers and let her stray curls blow in her face. I looked back at Taylor to see if she understood. Taylor looked over to Nikki and her frowned seemed to deepen. “You like her.” she grumbled. I didn’t need to confirm it, she knew. We both watched Liam walk up to her and hug her, both smiling at each other.
I wasn’t jealous, because Nikki likes me, not Liam. It makes me happy to see them as close as ever, despite the fact that Liam likes her and she doesn’t like him back. it’s probably because they both are very sweet, understanding people and it would be a shame to see them not be as close as they are. I want that. I want to be that close to Nikki. I looked back down at Taylor, who was smiling mischiefly.
“Taylor?” I asked, not liking the look on her face.
“Oh, I’ll see you around” she quickly said before practically skipping off. I brushed it off and hurried to my next class, not wanting to be late on the second day.
Nicoles POV
I sat on the bleachers with Nick and Zayn, all three of us not paying attention to the P.E. teacher. We stopped listening when after he told us that they’re are dressing down tomorrow and what units we are going to be doing. Or actually, I should rather say that they’re dressing down tomorrow. I don’t have to dress down or do any activity thank to Sir Hurts A lot on my elbow. Nick snickered at Zayns joke, causing our P.E. teacher to stop and look at us.
“Is there something funny about playing mountian ball?” our teacher asked, tipping her cap up to get a better look at us. Everyone else on the bleachers slightly angled themselves to get a better look at us also, I guess hoping we’d start something more entertaining than just sitting here, bored out of our minds.
“N-nothing” Nick and Zayn answered, but I remained quiet. Our teacher didn’t question us anymore and just went on about more physical stuff. Mrs. Johnson, our P.E. teacher is a sweetheart. She’s never mean, so when she asked if something was funny, she didn’t seem mad about it. She’s one of those carefree teachers who tells you to try your best and understands when you need a break. She’ll make you work hard, but she’s like, gently about it.
“Hey, don’t touch my hair” Zayn whined to Nick.
“Just fixing it. You got some random hairs out of place” Nick shrugged and dropped his hands.
“Oh, well in that case, you can fix it” Zayn smiled at Nick who gladly returned it. Supposedly, Zayn doesn’t let anyone touch his hair, anyone. The boy is really serious about his hair, same goes for Nick. Perfect Pair!
When the bell rang, signalling that school was over for the day, everyone raced to their backpacks on the other side of auditorium. The three of us just wait until almost everyone is gone, no use walking through the traffic.
“This is just great, I got my two best friends right here with me!” Nick said from between Zayn and I. He slung an arm on both our shoulders. “It’s good to have you here.”
“I should be the one saying that” Zayn kidded, but it meant more that being friends to me.
“It feels like I’ve been here a month and it’s only been two day!” I start to complain, trying to convert to a different.
“Good to know that i’m not the only one” Nick said.
“At least tomorrow is Wednesday” Zayn pointed out, making Nick and I smile.
“Yeah" I said, happy that tomorrow we get out early
LOVE!!!
5/23/14