Eyes of a Troll... - Chapter 2

Okay so here's my 2nd chap! lol. I hope you all enjoy. This is I guess really were the story starts as the last one really was just background info - but info u need to know. :)

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I'm sorry the chaps still really short x I just can't write more! lol. x this felt long.ish. While writing though. But ill try to make them longer if u readers wish! xx
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Zayns POV

"Zayn, get up honey, your bus it coming in 30 minutes"
GRR - First day back at collage. I really hate mornings. I rolled out of bed causing a huge crash of the wooden floor boards in my room and causing my mum to shout up again...
"Zayn, honey, are you okay? What was that bang?"
"Fine mum" I said with no real emotion in my words or tone of voice. I walked over to the mirror and quickly ran some jell through hair to get it in place but I never really took much time on my looks... Besides I really rock that bed-head thing... I took one last look in the mirror and was imminently drawn to my eyes... The darkness in them just looks empty giving me no personality. Maybe that's why I got possessed into dying my normally blond hair red last night... my mum hasn't even seen it yet. God, she's gonna be pissed!!!

Should I put my contacts in? I had them specially made on this troll website that sells objects, items, that trolls may use... mostly black magic and spells to hide to troll appearance but I didn't want to splash out that much. I just wanted to simply hide my black eyes... and besides the only person I'm hiding them from, is me. You see, when most people look at me they see a human with normal human eyes - the brain makes the eyes see what it wants to see. That's why thin people see themselves as fat, couples see their partner as a lot more attractive as they really are and that why even my mother thinks I have human eyes... she says there a striking green, very bold and attractive, so I asked this site to make contacts just like that for me.

After deciding not to wear my contacts, I made the walk of doom into the kitchen where I knew mum would be making breakfast. It had haunted me all night about what she'd think of my hair, I even slept with my beanie hat on in-case she checked in on me but I can't hide it forever...
"Morning honey. Looking forward to going back to school? Have you got everything ready? All your homework done and school books packed?"
What she didn't notice my hair? I mean I knew the brain made you do stupid things but how can she miss this (!?) ... "Yeah, everything ready" I told her almost truthfully... just got this damn math homework left.
"Oh sweetie you're not going to wear those tatty old jeans are you? I know your allowed non-uniform to college now, but you should at least make an effort"

OKAY! She notices my jeans but not my hair??? I have to test this.... "So Mum, I like your hair today. Get it cut or something?"
"No. but I didn't straighten it this morning. Oh, but darling, I wish I could return the compliment but you've got way too much jell in your hair today... you've got time to go and redo it"
Wow........... "How have I got too much jell in?"
"Well honey its sort of making your hair rrrrrrrrrrrred...... YOU DYED YOUR HAIR!!" there you go.
"Yeah... like it?" I said cockily, raising one eyebrow, and after seeing her face redden I'm guessing it wasn't that great an idea...
"ZAYN!"
"You know what mum... I'm... I'm just gonna walk in today mum, so I... I'd better leave. now. Bye" I said to make a quick escape, gave her a kiss and ran out the door while grabbing my keys.

I hated walking to college, as it's all uphill after the first 5 minutes but it's better than being yelled at by mum again. I'm used to getting it every night after she'd had a glass of wine or two and starts the normal rant as to how I made dad go insane...
I feel bad for not telling her about the whole troll thing but I found out from the letter my dad left me, most likely written before he went mad, explaining the whole thing and making me promise not to tell mum EVER. Or anyone else, as the law states they must kill me. Painfully too... there have been many ways of killing supernatural beings in the past - shooting being the most humane... but there's also been drowning, crushing, burning, ripping apart bone by bone...
always sends shivers up my spine. The new method, I hear, is through explosives... a friend of mine from school who seems to love the idea of killing the supernatural, in-fact I think he's looking into a job in the area - says that you're locked in a cage, little like a dog cage, and fireworks are fired at you from all angles until you're basically blown into splithereens.
"Hey, goblin"

"Troll" I corrected - I new that voice from anywhere, Alex Buckland
"Tam-a-toe, Tam-are-toe" he said running up beside me.
"Hey there Buck" He's been my mate for years Buck, Hated him at first though - but that was just the fact that trolls are meant to hate wolves, so his blood... plus that ghastly dog smell.... made me hate him. To be honest Trolls are friends with very few other species. I guess faeries could be called friends, more of an alliance. Most hate us as though we are their only real predators - trolls may be lazy, disgusting, freaks of nature but we're GREAT hunters.
So yeah... me and buck became friends once we realized it was the blood making us enemies - are way of fighting against our supernatural sides I guess.
"I see you dyed you hair" buck so wisely pointed out.
"Wow, even with being colour-blind you notice quicker than my own mother"

"I'M not color-blind" he growled, and I could actually hear the GRR in his throat as he talked. He hated being compared to a dog. "And never mind your mother" he started to smile as he said this clearly having gotten over his little tantrum, "Steffi's gonna kill you! You know she's only dating you for your golden lock's"
"wait... you mean it's got nothing to do with this epic 6-pack of mine?" I joke while lifting my t-shirt slightly but still enough for a group of girls walking to the local secondary-school (I could tell by their uniform) to whistle at me and run off giggling.
"Nah mate, you KNOW she only likes blond guys"
"well maybe it's time Princess Stephanie didn't get everything she wants..."
"Are you calling me spoiled?" I heard a familiar voice tut-ing me as she slid her hand into mine.
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