Ashton's POV
34 missed messages. 47 missed calls. All from my girlfriend, Sarah. She's one of the fakest bimbos at Hawthorne. My title as 'Most popular boy' could only be upheld if I started dating the 'Most popular girl'. She's slept with everybody at school but me. I'm keeping myself for someone who I love. Sarah, is not that person. Getting out of bed was hard. Hawthorne is one of the best schools in the country. Only 1 out of 10 kids get in. I got in for my 4.2 GPA and my IQ of 97. I've always been smart but I've kept it hidden seeing how I was popular. If I showed people how I really was they'd torment me like.. like I torment Avery. Shaking my head I slip on a pair jeans, along with a flannel. Slipping in my shoes I grab my backpack and make my way to the kitchen. Kissing her on the cheek I yell "Bye mom" as I run out of the room. A muffled response of "Bye Ashton" can be heard as I shut the door to the house. Walking along the sidewalk I see a head of long brown hair. Knowing it was Avery I call "Hey loser".
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