Chapter 5

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A/n: I highly recommend you listen to Tidal Waves by All Time Low while reading this cuz it's good and kind of goes with this story.
------------------------------------------When I woke again, it seemed to be early. I could see the beautiful Australian sunrise coming over the horizon. I was for some reason in my bedroom, although I distinctly remembered falling asleep on Luke last night in the living room. I stretched my arms upwards while yawning and getting out of my bed. I looked around. My walls were plastered with band posters of all kind. Green Day, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, basically everything. I stood for a second wondering if there was any boy on the surface of the Earth that would find my emo punk ass attractive. I know it's more important to stay true to myself than to find a man, but if looking the way I do means I die alone than I am all up for leaving in style. I walked to my closet and threw on some light blue jeans that were ripped and shredded to hell. On top I put on my blink 182 baseball tee. I looked at myself in the mirror before pulling my long hair into a ponytail. My hair had been brown and purple for the last three months. I was ready for a change. Perhaps blue? I walked out to the kitchen and found Luke sitting at the counter eating cereal.

"Morning sleeping beauty." He murmured shoving a spoonful of Captain Crunch into his mouth.

"Good morning. So how exactly did I end up in my room last night?"

"Well when the movie was over I noticed you were sleeping. Lucy head off to bed, and I wanted you to be comfortable. So I ever so carefully picked you up and brought you to your bedroom. Also I slept on your couch." I reached up to grab my pikachu mug out of a cabinet.

"Okay then. So I have math in 20 minutes. I'm assuming that Lucy's gonna skip considering the fact she's not up yet. I'm gonna go and you can leave when ever you want. I have a shift at the pizzeria at 1:00 so I'll see you then ya?"

"Cool Pais. Later."

"Bye!" I shouted grabbing my skateboard on the way out. As I stepped into the empty lift, I felt my phone vibrate. I had a text from an unknown number. I furrowed my eyebrows as I slid the icon and unlocked my phone.

Hey it's Michael. Green haired weirdo? Yeah you remember me. Anyway don't think I'm a creepy stalker pedophile, Luke gave me your number. See you in class! xx

I went into my contacts and made his Mikey with an emoji sticking its tongue out next to it. the doors of the lift opened and I ran outside, jumping on my skateboard to get to the campus.

When I got there, I was ten minutes early. The only people there were the teacher Michael and I. He smiled at me as I met him in the back of the classroom.

"Hey beautiful. Did you get my text?" Oh my lord, he called me beautiful? I slightly blushed as I nodded.

"Yeah. I'm glad you verified that it was you. I was a bit worried."

"It was just me. Anyway what are you up to today?" I was conflicted about telling him what I was doing after what Luke told me. Then again it's my decision. I can do whatever I want.

"I'm not sure. I have to go to work at the diner at 1:00 but other than that I think I'm going to redo my hair color."

"I was thinking of dying my hair myself. Maybe. . ."

"Blue?"

"Yeah actually. You too?"

"Ya I've always loved the color blue."

"Me too. Would you want to dye it together? You know before you have to work?"

"I'd love to Michael."

"Great. After class then?"

"Sure. I mean if you're cool with skateboarding to the store."

"Of course that's cool. I mean if it's with you why not?" My cheeks blushed slightly as our math professor entered the classroom.

"Hope you guys like lectures and notes. And if you don't, well that's too bad because we're still doing it." I closed my eyes and rolled them behind my eyelids so he wouldn't see and I heard Michael giggle, obviously knowing what I was doing. The whole class I took few notes on what was happening and focused on doodling in the margins of my notebook. I was drawing musical notes and ATL lyrics all over. Mike peaked over my shoulder and smiled at me. So the boy likes All Time Low? Sweet. God knows what happened in that class because I sure wasn't paying attention.

"And that children is how a double negative works." Just then the bell rang and everyone scattered like a dick in the wind. I waited until everyone was gone and then walked up to Michael.
"So are we gonna fix this hot mess?" I said twirling a piece of hair around my finger.
"Yes. To the cosmetics store!"
We ran as fast as we could to the store, sliding in on the heels of our boots. We ran to the hair dyes and grabbed a light royal blue color. Mikey payed for it and we ran back to my apartment. When we got there we found that the elevator was broken. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder carrying me up the stairs.
"MICHAEL LET ME GO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I screamed while laughing.
"Princess don't walk up stairs there for I shall carry you instead." I blushed at how sweet he was. We approached the door and he let me go to unlock it. I opened it and ran in pressing play on our stereo to play future hearts. We ran to the bathroom and got out the hair dye. "ME FIRST!" He screeched, nearly breaking my ear drums.
"Fine whatever. Come here." I pulled a chair up in front of the sink and put a towel around his neck. I put on the gloves that came with the dye. He put his hair under the faucet and soaked it. By the time he got back up I had the dye on my gloves and my hands running through his hair. When his hair was finally completely covered he stood up.
"Your turn! SIT!" He squealed putting another pair of gloves on himself. I put my head in the sink and got my hair drenched. He started dying my hair while using a girly voice to make salon small talk. "Hiya! I'll be doin your hair today!" I started giggling as he put my hair on top of my head in a shower cap. I stood up and brought him over to the bath. He washed all of the stuff out of his hair leaving it this sick blue color. "HOLY SHIT THAT LOOKS AMAZING!" I screamed and he laughed.
"Let's do yours!" He turned the water back on and I rinsed my hair. "YOU LOOK ADORABLE!" I giggled at his sudden remark. We ran into the living room as Tidal Waves by All Time Low came on.
"I love this song!" I said excitedly.
"Well then," He put out a hand. "May I have this dance." I put my small hand into his large one. "Of course." We swayed back and forth for a little while. He spun me around and I rested my head on his shoulder as we started mindlessly swaying again. He picked me up and spun me again before dipping me and falling on the couch with me on top of him. He laughed, his stare flickering between my lips and my eyes. He put his hands on my waist and my hands crawled there way up to his neck as he leaned in touching his lips to mine. It wasn't my first kiss but it sure was my best. Suddenly I heard the front door crash open.
"Ok what the hell!?" It was Luke.
"Do you knock!?" He came over pushing Michael off of me.
"You. Out."
"Woah okay dude, I'll be on my way." Before walking out he winked at me. Luke slammed the door behind him.
"That didn't look very careful to me! What the hell were you thinking!?"
"I was thinking he likes me, I like him, why not make out to an All Time Low song?"
"You don't understand how bad this might be." My phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a try from an unknown number.

I doubt you know anything about your little fuck buddy do you? If you wanna know the truth meet me at the diner at 2:00. If not then back the fuck off.

I gasped.
"What is it? What does it say?" He ripped my phone out of my hands and read the text. "Oh god." He sighed, starting to cry. He set the phone down on the couch and pulled me into his chest, resting his chin on top of my head. "It's already begun."
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A/N: Yeah soooooo oops. it's been a while but I thought I might fill you in. Next week Tuesday I'm going to Mall of America to Meet Connor Franta with my friend Sam (or writer4everandalways on here) I'm so very excited and I thought I might tell you. Also I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a long time I've been meaning to but I just didn't have the time. Love ya long time!
-Sophie/the Cashton baby

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