I was drawing in my notes as the teacher did our lecture, god he was boring, i hated it. Always have and always will.
I glance over at my friend Kayla across the class from me, we got separated because we talked to much. Nothing new to us, we get used to being separated by teachers.
The teacher announced that we had a new student, i didn't really pay attention, i think he said something about his name being James? maybe not, but it doesn't much matter, not like i'll talk to him anyways. Next thing i know, he's coming over to take the empty seat next to me, that was Kayla's seat.
The class goes on and the teacher leaves for a few minutes leaving just the class unsupervised. i was drawing in my notebook when i felt a tap on my shoulder, i had been so focused i was almost upset that someone disturbed me, but i reluctantly turned my head to see who it was. It was James, well i think thats his name.
"Hi! I'm Ashton, nice to meet you." He held out his hand for me to shake. Damn was i way off from his name, really thought i had it there for a minute.
"Kian." I shook his hand, he had such a firm grip but yet so gentle, and his hand was so smooth?
"Is it alright if i sit here? i noticed no one was.." He pointed to the seat he had been sitting in next to me, that was still technically Kayla's seat.
"Sure go ahead." I shrugged my shoulders as if i didn't care, but in all honesty i was a little bit mad because that meant Kayla couldn't sit next to me any longer.
"Cool." He smiled and i couldn't help but get some butterflies in my stomach, was that weird? I only just met him. He pulled out his notes as the teacher walked back in, he had small little doodles on the front. It looked like he liked to draw as well.
I take a quick glance at his doodles, they looked like he did it with such ease and still managed to make them look so perfect somehow.
"Nice drawings." I glanced back at Ashton before pointing to the front of his notebook. His eyes locked on mine for a second. His deep brown eyes, it felt like i was lost in them for a moment, getting caught up in my own breath i clear my throat and look away slightly flustered.
"Thanks, do you like to draw? I think i saw you drawing before but i could be mistaken." He smiled at me again, and i still got those same butterflies in my stomach, it felt so weird, i didn't even know anything about him besides his name.
"Yeah, i do actually." I said while managing to barely avoid eye contact with him, i felt as if i looked him in the eyes again i wouldn't be able to look away, like i was in some sort of trance or something.
"Neat! Could i see some? Or if you'd like i can show you some of mine." I was slightly surprised by his question since no body was ever really interested in looking at others work, or showing others their own work thinking they'd steal it somehow. Nonetheless i give in and show him some of mine as he shows me some of his in return. We had spent the rest of class time talking and showing each other our drawings until the bell finally rang.
"It was nice talking with you, do you want to hangout some other time?" Ashton's question totally caught me off guard, i stared at him for a moment trying to process what he had just asked me. He was packing his bag back up, when he finished he gently brushed his hair out of his face and looked at me.
"Is that a no?" Ashton looked at me as i continued to stare at him, my jaw ever so slightly dropped. I quickly snapped out of it and nodded my head.
"Yeah sure! Do you want my number and we could figure out a time and everything?" I was so nervous, i never asked anyone for there number. Even though i didn't ask him in a "boyfriend" way, i was still nervous. Yet again unsure if it was weird or not.
"Here's my number." He ripped a corner off of his notebooks paper and wrote his number on it, he slide it into my pocket.
"Call me later, yeah?" He put his backpack on as he asked me. "Call"? I didn't think he'd want to call, only text, but i was still excited inside that he would even want to call.
The day passed on as usual, I couldn't stop thinking about Ashton though. When i was about to put his number into my phone, i realized i lost the paper. I was upset that i could even let myself be so careless. Whatever i'll just have to tell him tomorrow.
The next day came around and i was sitting in my usual spot in class, the empty seat next to me. I was actually hoping Ashton would come sit next me again. I started drawing in my notebook as always until i heard Ashton sit next to me.
"Hey Kian, you never texted me yesterday." He set down his bag under the table before sitting next to me. I felt bad that i didn't text him, plus i was kind of looking forward to it.
"Yeah about that, i accidentally lost the paper before i could save your number." I avoided eye contact, keeping my eyes down at my drawings.
"That's alright, did you want to just hangout after school. We can go see the roses now that they're bloomed?" He ran his hand through his luscious, long black hair making it fall back into place so elegantly.
"Oh that would be nice." I finally managed to look up at him and holding eye contact, even though i could feel my face starting to get red.
The bell rang and class started, i would occasionally glance at Ashton, admiring his features. He was so beautiful, his deep brown forest eyes, long smooth black hair, his high cheek bones with a small natural blush coating them, and so much more. He was the definition of perfection, there was nothing wrong with him. Unfortunately for me, class ended and i had to stop glancing at him, luckily we were hanging out though.
After everyone left the class Ashton was waiting for me outside the classroom door.
"You ready? its going to be fun."
His sudden words startled me as i didn't see him walk up behind me as i came out of the class room. I turned my head to face him as i continued to walk.
"Yeah, should we walk there then?"
He nodded his head, it looked like he was slightly distracted texting someone on his phone for a moment, but i didn't think anything of it, it was probably nothing anyways.
As we were walking to the rose garden we were talking and we found out we actually had a lot in common. We both draw, like fashion, and especially love dogs.
We arrive at the rose garden.
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q/a: what do you guys think Ashton is doing on his phone??
