Dear Diary, F*** you!!

Chapter 2

I trudged into school wearing something that would hopefully help me keep a low profile. A black hoodie that said in bold white letters, "Don't talk to me" Ripped black jeans and tennis shoes and my Dark blue backpack. I pulled my hood far down on my face, wishing I was invisible. I slouched as I continued my trudge to my locker. I was going on very little sleep and was already annoyed due to waking up yet again because of my stupid nightmares. I grabbed my books and shoved my backpack in my locker resisting the urge to slam it shut as to not draw attention. Then I saw him. The one and only Ashton Park was standing in the doorway of the exact class I had to enter. I caught his eye and he smirked. Oh fuck this shit. I sprinted down the hall. I peeked behind me to see him following and at first I wanted to speed up but then I remembered, I'm me, I work smart, not hard.

 I stopped and looked around hearing quick footsteps approach. I had to choose quickly. I smirked coming up with an idea. I turned around to face Ashton and he looked clearly confused at my face. It only made my smile widen. I dashed towards the largest group of people and I screamed. Immediately everyone in the hallway was sprinting toward me. I saw a glimpse of Ashton looking shocked and confused as I swiveled though the crowd to confuse everyone before slipping away down an empty hall leaving the large group, and Ashton, in their frenzy.

 I laughed as I slipped up to the roof. Technically no one was supposed to come up here but that made it an excellent place for hiding. Besides, there were no cameras near the door that led up to the roof so no one would ever have to know.  I sat up there for the rest of class smiling as I imagined the different possibilities of what might've become of the confused crowd I left behind, and the confused Ashton.

 When the next bell rang I slid out making sure no one saw me as I slipped back into the hallway. I sped quickly to my class. Usually the times I do see Ashton during the passing period, if I see him at all, he comes from the opposite side of the building and even if he did decide to wait outside the door again as long as I got there before he did I'd be ok. My plan succeeded and I was safely in class. But now that I thought about it, how did he know what classes I had? Is he some sort of stalker? The next few periods I used my strategies of ducking into crowds and dashing to my classes to avoid Ashton. Smart, not hard.

 However by lunch I was hungry and distracted becoming so eager to get food and see Kat, my only friend at this school, that I didn't even notice until it was too late that Ashton was smirking standing directly in my path. I pulled my hood back over my head as if it could somehow protect me. I tried to step past Ashton but the just put out his arm to block my path and teased, "Wow, rude much? Why'd you put the hood on?"

 I ignored his question and asked one of my own. "What do you want Ashton?"

"Ash," he corrected. 

I groaned, "I am not calling you that."

"Not letting you pass until you say it."

"Well then, I suppose I'm gonna be here for eternity." 

He smiled at my comment. God I just wished I could wipe that stupid smirk off his face. I seriously considered it but before I could do anything he was charging forward and he slung me over his shoulder. 

"Ashton!!" I screamed. 

His only response was, "Nope, Ash."

 I didn't feel like dealing with his shit right now. A crowd was forming around us. I don't like attention. I positioned myself to push my feet flat against his chest and launched myself away from him. I dived backwards landing on my hands and then my feet as I flipped myself up to a standing position with perfect aim just missing someone in the crowd. Now there were more people standing around me.