Changed / ashton irwin

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I sit in History, everyone either dozing off or falling asleep from being bored for so long, I flip to the next page of my book, not listening to the History teacher, Ms. Gallagher rant about her personal life, why she couldn't find the right man for her,

I glance at my wrist, the ice pack still slumped over on top of it, I lift my fingers up,and they tremble, I looked at my other hand, and it's doing the same thing.

I feel eyes on me, and I already know who it is, Ashton, I look up and of course, His lips parted, and his eyes glued to my hands, I look down at his hands, and He's fiddling with his old friendship bracelet. I realized that I was wearing the same bracelet, Why did he keep it? I immediatley pull it off and throw it in front of me, that ship has sailed. He doesn't care about me anymore. His eyes softened, and he tucked it back in his jean pocket. He looked into my eyes, I shook my head and looked away.

Sometimes I just want to shout at him and say "Uh remember me? I used to be your bestfriend?" but sometimes I just wanna punch him in the face.

You know what I find funny? that there was a point in time where you had a bestfriend and you literally told them everything and know they don't even text you to see if you're okay or even text you. It's just weird how time changes things.

I flip to the next page of my book, not wanting to look at Ashton, I glance back up, my eyes darting to his seat, It's empty. My eye's wander over the various seats that were in the class, my eyes lock with Ashton's, I gulp, realizing he's sitting closer to me, as he was moving to the seat beside me the bell rang, signalling us that it was now last period,

I quickly grabbed my book, slinging my bag over my shoulder, I rushed out of the room, pushing past people, I groan, seeing that I had Science next. with Luke.

I scurried to the last table that was available, dumping all my things onto the table, I plopped down in my seat, waiting for the period to start, I pulled out my book, going back to the page I was on, I'm currently reading 'Looking for Alaska' It's a pretty good book, for my opinion. I'm soon interrupted by Luke scrapping the chair beside me. I slowly scoot away, shuffling myself.

"Why are you reading that?" Luke laughs, "It's a piece of shit."

I take a deep breath and turn the page, Luke soon grabs my wrist, making me wince, his hand pulling up my sweater sleeves.

His eyes widen at the sight of bruises and cuts and scars, I forcefully pull my arm back, and continue reading my book,

"U-uhm," He stutters, "Are you, like depressed?"

I hate it when people say that.

"Look," I face him, "I am not depressed, you don't even know me, besides my name, so don't go and judge me." I say through gritted teeth, He looks at me with a poker face.

"Wow." He manages to say, "You actually talked."

I let out a groan of annoyance, "I am literally one moment away from punching you in the face."

I glance at him, he doesn't reply, I scoff, continuing to read my book, the teacher walks in, Mr.Helbig, walks in with a blue cooler.

He sets it down on one of the tables, "We'll be disecting frogs today, find a partner." Luke immediatley looks at me,

"Wanna be partners?"

"No." I look down at my book.

He grabs my wrist, and squeezes it, I flinch as he digs his nails in it.

"You will be my partner whenever I say so, got it?" He growls.

I nod, He soon lets go of my wrist, I sigh in relief, "MR HELBIG! ME AND MACKENZIE ARE PARTNERS!"