I got up the next morning by a phone call. As I stretched out of bed I turned to look at the clock. It was 8 am, not the usual time I woke up on summer holidays. I reached for the receiver on the side table and put it to my ear. "Hello." I said without checking the caller ID.

"Jana!" Someone said on the other line, almost as if they were relieved to know it was me. I was quick in figuring out the voice.

"Hi, Zayn." I smiled, "What's up?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing." He replied.

"Nothing, I guess. You woke me up for your information!" I teased. But Zayn didn't laugh. I could tell from his voice that he was serious.

"Jana," He said. "What's really up?" I roes both eyebrows on that.

"What do you mean?" I asked, "Nothing is up. I am seriously not doing anything at all but talk to you right now." I heard someone call Zayn's name in the background.

"Well fine" He sighed, "You still know I'm not giving up on this topic. Anyways I've got to run. See you soon."

"Bye." We both said. I turned the phone off. What's really up? I'm not sure where Zayn was leading that, but when he said that we wasn't giving up the topic I knew it was about something Zayn had been asking me for a while. But why bring it up now? I heard some shuffling in the hall and down the stairs, but soon the front door shut and I knew George was gone. He was gone off to where ever he always went to and never told me about. I ignored the state I was in yesterday. That was me, I moved on really quickly. 'Keep Going' is what my mom, Dana, would always tell me. And that is what I did, I never let a problem hold me back. If I wasn't like that, I wouldn't be living at this point. I looked up at the calendar. Tomorrow I had school. Something to look forward to, right? Negative.

I got dressed in an outfit Hannah and I had picked out together. It wasn't like I wanted to try and be popular this year, that was what I least wanted. As I went down to breakfast that morning I noticed the house was empty. Something I had grown used to. I would've drove to school, but George had sold Dana's car to make more money. He still wasn't working. So as I would be doing the paper job every Thursday, I bet we probably won't be getting a new car any time soon. Walking is something I had to force a habit into.

When the school bell rang, all the kids in my High School rushed to there classes. I looked down at my new schedule and stared blankly in the halls. I always forgot where every class was after summer. That's why I had Zayn to navigate me around. Unfortunately, Zayn was not here. I noticed the principle, Mrs. Layette, so I approached her. "What class is Maths in?" I asked. She rolled her eyes in annoyance then gave me directions. I was never found in her, but I was used to people hating me. When I entered the class and sat in a desk, I felt a pair of eyes sting at me. I turned to look behind me and faced Ashley. She was in a horrible state. She looked as if she hadn't slept in days. I noted that she was sat by herself and not with her group of popular friends. The moment our eye contact clicked she turned away. I ignored her actions and waited for class to start.

I know about The X Factor's timings, sorry but I have to change them a bit for this story.

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