Michaels P.O.V
Ashlyn came out of the office with tears streaming down her cheeks, something happened. I was leaning against the wall waiting for her to come out so I can take her to our next class.
She rushes past me.
"Ashlyn! Wait!" I call after her as I follow. She pauses temporarily, she darts straight for the girls bathroom.
I sprint to her, into the girls bathroom, I'm going to be in trouble but I don't care.
"What's are you doing in here?" she hisses.
"Making sure you are okay." I say calmly. Luckily there are no other girls in the vicinity.
"You don't need to." she sobs, I can see her trembling, quickly I grab her so she doesn't fall. Her mascara is running, she still looks pretty but more like a raccoon.
"I can see you staring," she sighs,"I'm a mess."
"You look fine, just like a raccoon." I chuckle lightly as I grab a wet paper towel and try to wipe away the makeup, only making it worse.
"Is this how you get girls? Trying to take their makeup off but failing miserably?" she chokes out a laugh.
"I've never had a girlfriend..." I mumble, looking at my feet.
"Clifford come out I know you are in there!" I recognize the voice, pretty sure it's the gym teacher. I look at Ashlyn in the eyes, she nods, I walk out slowly, she follows.
We both step out into the hallway.
"What were you two doing in there?" the teacher barks at us.
"Sir-" Ashlyn starts to talk but gets cut off.
"Detention!" he snaps.
"Let her talk!" I practically yell. The gym teachers eyes are narrow as they watch me.
"Okay Clifford, you talk, I don't want to hear from Miss Raccoon Face over here." He jabs his thumb in Ashlyn's direction, she scoffs.
"Sir! Let me explain-" Ashlyn tries again.
"Shut up!" He screams at her.
"Stop being a sexist bastard!" she screams back, he moves closer to her, like he's a threat.
I step in between them,"I was trying to help her, I'm her only friend!" teachers down the hall have peered out of their classrooms, one female teacher has started jogging in our direction.
"Her only friend?" he scoffs,"I'm sure she has friends!"
"I'm new sir.." she whispers.
"Mr.Jan! What is going on here?" Mrs. Lily looks from the teacher to us, Ashlyn cowering behind me. Mr.Jan backs off a little bit,"hmm?" Mrs.Lily looks at us for information. Ashlyn spills, she tells her everything, by the end she's sobbing again.
