A/N: Here is Chapter 1.

If anyone has any question please feel free to ask. I am still trying to get my head around the whole situation, so it may be a while before I upload again. I think I need to sit down and plan the whole story out. I won't delete the story yet, but I may end up deleting it and starting from scratch.

Well enjoy.
Shout out to Musings of a Shaken Mind. Love her xxx

ZPOV

It was the first day back at school after the Christmas holidays. I woke up, earlier than usual, to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I couldn't remember setting it that early, but was to tired to even think about it.

I scrambled out of bed, pulling my new baby blue silk dressing gown on and wandered into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, gasping at the sight of me. My long and usually straight hair, stuck out in all directions possible whilst my eyes had black rings underneath them from the lack of sleep. I tore off my dressing gown and pyjamas and jumped into the shower, allowing the heat from the water cascade down my body. I stood there for what seemed like hours thinking about the previous night. I glanced up to the clock, noticing the time, and quickly got out of the shower and dried myself. I wrapped my hair up in the towel before slipping back into my dressing gown. I walked aimlessly into my bedroom still in a thought, before heading over to my wardrobe to decide what to wear. First day back at school and I had to make an impression. This term, I wanted to be known for who I really was and not the bitch people presumed I was.

After pulling on a decent pair of black skinny jeans, an over-sized white shirt and a faded grey waistcoat, I picked my bag up and wandered down the stairs. I dumped my Gucci bag next to the backdoor, before going to the kitchen and making myself a cup of tea. I thought about making the parents one, but decided against it. I popped a slice of bread into the toaster and sipped my tea whilst waiting for the bread to toast. I jumped a little when the toast popped up, but grabbed it quickly, before spreading a thin layer of butter on the top. I munched on my breakfast quietly listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom. I rinsed my dishes and shouted goodbye to my mum receiving no reply. I stormed out the door towards my car. Opening the driver's side, I slid in, throwing my bag into the passenger seat, and started the engine. The car came to life, and not long afterwards, I pulled out of the drive and onto the street driving off in the direction of my school. I sighed to myself, wondering what lay ahead in the day.

As I pulled in to the school parking lot, I brought my car to holt in one of the few spaces left. Shit! I was ten minutes late. I sprinted inside the front entrance, sliding on the freshly polished floor before running into homeroom. I slammed the door behind me, to see my teacher and the rest of class staring at me. I blushed, before quickly walking to my seat at the back of the class. I pulled out my diary, and started to doodle: mainly the pair of eyes I had seen last night. I didn't bother with the whole colour detail, but just the basic outline of them. I was determined to work out who they belonged to. All I had to do was come up with a way of doing that.

Before I knew it, it was lunchtime. The first four classes had flown by, with me paying no attention what so ever to any of the teachers. I picked up my bag at the end of Biology and headed in the direction of the cafeteria. I walked in as the scent of food filled my nose. I inhaled deeply, attempting to work out what was being served: Chicken salad. The smelt was delicious, and I ran my tongue along the bottom of my lip. I wandered over to the end of the line, joining it whilst waiting to be served. As I bent down to pick up my tray, I felt a pair of hands wrap themselves around my waist. I knew instantly who they belonged to, and sighed deeply. I picked up my tray and placed it on the counter before using all my energy to release the hands from my waist.

'Heath. I thought you would have got it into that mind of yours last night, that I didn't want you, especially after seeing you go off with my best friend,' I inhaled, catching my breath before continuing. 'So just leave me alone, and go and find Kayla who seems more than welcoming to be your bitch.'

'Aw, come on Zoey. You know I love you and want to be with you. Last night meant nothing, I still lo—'

'Heath. I mean it. Last night might have meant nothing to you, but after seeing you with her there is no way we could ever be together.' I snapped back at him.

I stormed off after receiving my salad and went up to the till to pay. After handing over a five-pound note I headed in the direction of the tables. I stopped suddenly, realising for the first time, that I had no idea where to sit. There wasn't a spare table in sight and I definitely wasn't going to be sitting with Heath and Kayla. I dumped my lunch into a trashcan and walked out of the cafeteria towards the Gym. The gym was open throughout lunchtime for anyone to use, and majority of the time, the gymnastics equipment was set up. I sauntered into the changing rooms and pulled on my navy blue tracksuit. I walked out into the gymnasium to find it empty. I smiled at this, and headed over to the beam. I did a couple of simple stretches before jumping onto the beam using the springboard. I walked along the top of the beam a couple of times just to get used to it. I did this almost every time I was on the beam. I stood in the middle facing the north end of the hall and did a half turn, landing perfectly: my arms stretched outwards to either side of me keeping me balance and my feet one in front of each other. I did another couple of turns before deciding on doing some of the harder pieces. I quickly jumped off the beam and ran over to CD player and pressed the play button. On came Low by FLO Rida feat. T. Pain. I hauled myself back onto the beam elegantly before getting into the starting position at one end of the beam. I started my routine by doing a very simple star jump in the air. I had done this routine so many times before yet I still felt happy doing it. I did a couple of cartwheels and a somersault before deciding to head back to the changing room. I leaped off the beam and headed towards the door to find someone already leaning against the doorframe. I turned the music off to find the puzzling person turn round and look at me. I froze on the spot unable to say or do anything. I felt my heartbeat speed up extremely fast. There staring straight back at me was a pair of blue eyes, the exact same sapphire blue eyes that I saw last night. I was speechless! I stood there feeling like a total idiot for what seemed like hours, until the first bell went signalling five minutes until the end of lunch. I jumped a little at the bell, but finally found my legs. I managed to croak out a simple hi before walking past him and into the changing rooms.

When I came back out again, he was still standing there, this time propped up against the wall. I smiled at him, before walking past him and out in to the corridor filled with pupil hurrying to their class. I felt a light tap on the shoulder and silently screamed before turning round to see him staring at me: again.

'Hi,' I mumbled. 'Is there something I can help you with?'

'Yes. I was wondering if you could show me the way English, room 101.' He smiled.

'Room 101? Well that's where I am headed so you can just fol—' I didn't know how to end the question so just turned on the ball of my heel in the direction of the English department. I cocked my head to the left a little, to see him following me. Great, just what I needed now. Well at least I might be able to find out who the eyes belonged to, and to answer the more obvious question: What was he doing outside my house yesterday?

As I walked through the corridor, dodging people elegantly, I began to notice a lot of the girls staring at me. Well at least I thought they were staring at me. Turns out, they were staring at him, the guy with no name. I laughed at that under my breath. I turned quickly and gave him a quick glance up and down before turning back to look in front of me. I smiled to myself. For the first time since I first met him, I noticed just how attractive he actually looked. Big muscular arms that were noticeable through his tight, black t-shirt; his hair, dark and medium length, just sitting on top of his head looking like a lost cat; and finally, his eyes. His eyes had to be the most gorgeous pair of eyes I had ever seen. I knew the sparkled under the light from a lamp, but oh god, did they sparkle even more under the sun. I was so caught up in my own world, that I missed the step, tripping over myself, before landing on a skateboard and ended up flying backwards. I waited until I hit the ground, squeezing my eyes shut, to feel a pair of hands catch me by the waist. Aw god! It was him again.

'Heath, I meant what I said in the cafeteria. Just leave me al—,' I had spun round to not see who I expected. I had forgotten he was behind me, thinking it was Heath. Damn! I slapped myself over the head, not to hard, but hard enough to make me realise what a stupid idiot I had just been. 'I apologise. I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else. I don't normally go around and call everyone Heath then yell at them.' He just stood there laughing at me. I scowled at him, before turning away and headed towards the classroom. I had just put my hand on the handle to feel him put his hand on my shoulder and pull me away. He pushed me lightly against the wall, and looked straight into my eyes.

'I accept your apology, and please accept mine for laughing at you. That was unnecessary behaviour from myself.' He said smiling.

I smiled at this, relieved that at least one man in the world had a decent heart. I stuck my hand out in front of me, intending to shake hands. 'Hi, I'm Zoey. Sorry that I didn't introduce myself earlier.'

'Hi,' He took my hand, but instead of shaking it, he lifted it to his lips and kissed my knuckles lightly before realising it all too soon. 'I'm Erik. Erik Night'.