Sincerely, yours

5 | Licences

Ashtyn

It's Friday, our last day together.

We've actually became really good friends. I've told him about my sister and he told me about those kids at the restaurant last week.

The two youngest ones were his mom and step dads, but they also have a four month old baby which is his older brothers who lives in England.

I asked about him and why he didn't have his baby, but he didn't answer me.

The other teens, 14 and 16, as well as a 12, 8, and 6 year old is his full siblings. She needs to keep her legs shut now because 7 kids is a fuck ton. She looks amazing though.

I've still never learned about his dad, but he basically knows my whole life story. I don't mind, really, I love to talk about myself, but I tried to get him to talk about himself but he would just change it back to me.

"How many exams do you have to take?" I asked him. "Just first period." "Lucky." "Well, you always leave school and get marked absent." He had a bowl of salad. This is actually the first time I've seen him eat.

I'm pretty hungry myself.

"Whatever," I stood up. "I'm going to go get lunch though, I'm hungry today." "Okay, I'll be down here." He took a bite of lettuce.

I walked out and to the lunch room, making it just in time. I apologized for being so late, but she didn't really mind.

"Where the hell have you been?" Mason came up to me. I almost made it out. "It's the last day, can't you just give it a break."

"You've had a longest enough break. You've been gone for the whole week." He crossed his arms.

"No, you're just stupid." "Give me that fucking-" He tried to grab my food, but his hand was stopped from someone beside me.

"Give it a fucking break, Mason." It was Ezra.

His first curse words?! That's so hot.

"Wha-what are you doing here?" He backed away a little bit, scared. I was honestly astonished, I've never seen Mason so scared.

"You've been mean for long enough. You're like 18 years old, grow up man."

"I'm sorry, Ezra." He kept backing away until me and him left. I looked over at him, he looked a little mad.

"Thank you." I told him as we got to the locker room, sitting down. "I knew he was going to do that." He put a lunch tray down beside me. When did he get that?

"Yeah, you should also work on your spacial awareness. I was literally behind you the whole time." He told me.

"Oh." "I got it for you. I don't eat pepperonis." He moved it even closer to me to where it touched me.

"Oh, thank you." I grinned and put the pizza on my tray.

"Does your sister cook?" "No. I mean, not really. She will maybe like once a month. If we do eat a homemade meal like that then I cook it. She doesn't get home until later." I took a bite of my pizza.

Ugh, friday's pizza is always the best. I'm sad this is my last one.

Good thing there's next semester.

Wait.

I put the pizza down a looked at him.

"What?" He looked kind of scared.

"Are you graduating early?" "No." "Oh good." I tried not to smile so I continued to eat my pizza with the little ranch I had.

"I don't understand the whole ordeal with pizza and raanch." His british accent has really been coming out recently, but I'm not complaining. "Ah, ranch, I mean." He fixing the 'a' vowel.