impacts - Ashton Irwin

t h r e e

ASHTON'S POV

The walk to school with this girl, was really awkward. I tried to make conversation with her, but all she did was nod, and attempt to smile. Her eyes were like, full of sadness.

But I wasn't going to ask her what was wrong, we'd only talked for like 10 minutes, well, I talked, she nodded.

It's weird though, her sadness made the whole sunny Sydney city seem numb and cold. I mean, she was stunning, her soft, dark brown eyes with her messy blonde hair that perfectly sits on her head, and her rosy cheeks. She just seems like a once happy person who suddenly had the look of dysphoria.

As we got to the school gates, she turned around and looked back at me, before weakly scurrying away. I cheered a "goodbye" but I don't think she heard me.

I took a nervous breath and walked through the big gates. This school sure was massive. Like hella huge.

It was a long walk to the foyer of the school, and a lot of people were walking in all sorts of directions. I was staring at the floor when I felt my shoulder collide with someone else.

"Oh fuck man, I'm sorry!" Spills out of my mouth. Hell, I can't get in shit on my first day. I look up and see a guy with his hair in a light quiff, blue eyes and a lip ring.

"Nah man, it's cool." He smiled and continued walking.

I  continued striding towards the foyer and was greeted by a lady at reception.

"Excuse me?" I peep, flashing my fingers in a petite wave.

"Hi dear, can I help you at all?" The old, tiny lady smiles widely.

"I'm uh, new here, I just wanted to know if I could get my class list, my timetable roster thing?"

The little brown haired lady chuckles, "Your name?"

"Uh Ashton Irwin."

She prints off my class list and I thank her, as I head to Room 14 in the F block, wherever that is.

ANNABELLE'S POV

School cannot be like this. I have had too many people come up to me asking how I'm 'coping.' I just wish they would get off my case, I get it, they care, but I don't want to be reminded of my brother's death, I mean who does?

First period swings by quickly, we had a study period for English so I hid at the back of the library. Second period was music, which is where I find it most relaxing. Since we have such a big school, there is so much room to spread yourself around.

As the bell for second period blows, a relief washes over me. Music, finally. As I walk through the hall, I can see everyone trying to capture my eyes, sending sympathetic smiles. So, I keep my head down and walk to music.

Bump.

I don't want to know who I bumped into, I don't really care. So I continue to pick up my pace and keep walking. But the person grabs my arm and I automatically think I'm about to get hit.

I throw an arm above my head in fear but I look up and see Luke. My brother's best friend and my ex boyfriend, even though we were still close despite the break up.

"Annie?" His voice croaks.

"H-hi Lu-L-Luke." I stutter like crazy. I haven't properly spoken to anyone in a couple weeks. He places his hand on my shoulder and I can't help but flinch. Human contact is not what I need right now, especially not with someone who is suffering as much as I am.