Love Sucks || Vampire Ashton Irwin AU.

8.

Next morning I was dragging myself out of bed. The sound of Alexis' alarm was ringing in my head, as I now knew all of the words to the repetitive song. For some reason, Alexis wasn't here, but I don't remember her coming back last night either so she must've come in late. I don't know how that girl has this much energy.

After slipping on some jeans and a t-shirt, I left my hair down but messed up my parting so it was to the side. I slid on some high top trainers and my jacket, before walking out the door. I decided to skip breakfast since I wasn't too hungry, and I just went straight to my creative writing lecture.

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"..If you'd like to get into some sort of groups to discuss that, I'd be grateful," the teacher finished off. He looked around and found me sat at the front, and called me over. "Evelyn, right?" He asked.

I'd been drifting to sleep for most of the lecture, but managed to maintain an interested expression. At least I thought I had, maybe I was wrong.

"Yes."

He's silent for a moment, before asking, "could you pop down to the Science department, Mr Jones room in Physics, for me and grab two or three glass test tubes. It's for my next lecture and I thought I could trust someone to get them, would you?"

"Sure," I say, giving him a small smile, before turning and walking out of the room.

There's barely anyone in the halls as I walk through the departments, just the occasional kid lounging around, studying or on their mobiles. Every time I did see someone, I just kept my head down and walked on, staring at my feet, and making sure I didn't trip.

Once I came up to a door with a sign that read 'Mr Jones', I knocked on it, before turning the handle and walking in. There were a lot of students in the room, but they were all occupied doing experiments. I walked towards the front desk, where a man was sat.

"Excuse me?" I say, he looks up at me expectantly. "Could I take two or three test tubes, it's for a creative writing class."

The man nods, and then calls over to some kids at the back of the class, "Ashton, Lucy, can you go into my cupboard and fetch a couple of test tubes for me?"

Sure enough, Ashton is there. He looks up and obeys the teacher, walking towards a door that was obviously the mans cupboard.

I walk towards them, staying in the middle-ish of the room, while the teacher goes back to his work. I notice Michael come up to me.

"What's up?" He asks.

"I'm collecting test tubes for my teacher," I roll my eyes.

"Wow, haven't you got a nice job," he replies, sarcastically.

I nod and raise my eyebrows in agreement. A couple of minutes later, Lucy and Ashton both come towards me.

"Evelyn, isn't it?" Lucy says. "I've heard a lot about you."

"Have you? Well, hi," I smile, awkwardly.

"Yeah, all good though, don't worry," she chuckles and goes to hand over a test tube, but it slips through her grasp and shatters into the ground into lots of pieces. "Crap! I'm sorr- I'll just."

She leans down and attempts to pick up the pieces but she hisses in pain when she gets cut. I kneel down beside her and take her hand, inspecting her wound that has now got a decent amount of blood coming out of it.

"Are you okay?" I say to her.

"Yeah, stings a bit," she explains.

"Ashton, can you pass me a cloth of some sort?" I ask, still not looking up from the cut but knowing Ashton was stood there.