"Okay. Have fun in school," Myles says.
He knows that that's not going to happen.
"Ashlynn you actually look decent today! Or maybe its because I didn't wear my contacts," a random guy says to me.
I'm so tired of these people. Yes, they're mean, but they're also so annoying. Yes, you don't like me, but why tell me every single day?
But, I did look decent today. I put effort into my outfit for once, so he didn't need his contacts.
My classes were boring as usual. I sat in the back and everyone, including the teachers, ignored me. Great. I think teachers have given up on me. I came into the school freshman year and a few months later I had a dead mother. They were sympathetic but now they think that I'm just slacking off with my work and using my mom as an excuse. I'm slacking off because 1) I KILLED my mom and 2) why do I need history when I'm going to be accepting my award at the video music awards. No singer is like "I would like to thank all my high school history courses for giving me vocal lessons." Yes, I will be famous. I have a huge following on YouTube, so I will get somewhere. To be honest, I'd rather take online school to avoid annoying people, like my teachers or people like Mark and Dylan. The one class I did like was Chorus. In Chorus, I could sing my heart out, but I've never had the courage to perform. My teacher gives us the option, and I just sing in the back in class and go home. I do watch the performances though. They're very nice.
"Goodbye Ms. Johnson," I say as I close the chorus room door. She asked me to stay back because she wanted to check up on me. She's the only teacher who has truly cared since the accident. She thinks that I look happier, which is true and it's all because of Myles.
"Hey," I say as I enter Myles' car.
"I've got great news! You're opening for me on our upcoming tour."
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"Grandma! I'm going on Kalin and Myles' tour!!!"
"Now, now honey. You're going to their crazy for Christmas CONCERT. You're not performing.."
"No, Grandma. That happened already..."
"Wait, I remember. You're dating that Myles boy."
"Yes. And I'm going to spend spring break with him. You'll stay with Uncle Dante while I'm gone. Is that okay?"
"Yes darling, it's fine. But come back soon"
"I will."
I walk upstairs to my room and open up Pandora on my laptop. I set it to Kalin and Myles radio, and then I dance around in happiness.
"I don't know what I did to make her feel so insecure, but she won't ever get those 4 digits," I sing.
"Save the singing for the tour," Myles says as he walks into my room.
"Did you know that you're the best boyfriend ever?"
"Yes, I actually did. But am I the hottest?"
"Hmmm that's kind of hard to tell with your shirt on.."
"Fine," he says while lifting his shirt."Am I the hottest now?" he continues while throwing his shirt on the floor.
I nod my head and he smiles at my approval.
"Well, I just happen to have the hottest girlfriend."
"Nahh I'm not hot, but that's okay as long as you still like me."
"No, you're hot," he says while stepping close to me. "In fact, I think you're the hottest girl in this room."
"I'm the only girl in this room," I laugh
Myles just shrugs his shoulder and smiles. I love his smile so much.
"You've got a smile that'll knock me off my feet," I sing to Myles.
"no, you've got a smile," Myles says before tickling me. "It's the prettiest smile he says while kissing my cheek."
I take this at my opportunity to attack him with tickles and he almost falls off my bed. Somewhere in this tickle fest, I find myself on top of Myles, while staring into his eyes. His eyes go down to my lips, but quickly go back to my eyes.
"Kiss me," he says, and I do.
Myles' lips will never get old. They're so sweet and soft. My hands move to his hair, and he quickly flips us over so that he's on top. He breaks from the kiss and whispers in my ear, "I'm so happy that you're legal now." His hands pull on the end of my shirt and eventually I'm topless. "There are so many things," Myles says before kissing my neck. "That I want to do to you," he says while touching my breasts. "But first," he says while sitting up. "What?" I ask. "Revenge," he says while tickling me.
"Ahhh you're such a tease. I hate you," I say.
"You don't mean that," Myles says. "I just can't go any farther with you here...your grandmother is downstairs."
"I guess we'll have to wait for the tour bus," I say while putting back on my shirt.
