"Skylar! Ashton's in the driveway!" My mother yelled from downstairs.
"Coming!" I yelled back. I quickly fixed my hair then grabbed my book bag and ran downstairs.
Ashton has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. My mom and his mom both went to school together and they have been best friends ever since, which lead to me and Ashton becoming best friends.
"Have fun at school today sweetie," my mom smiled while pecking me on the cheek.
"When do I ever have fun," I rolled my eyes at her comment and jogged towards the door.
"Bye!" She yelled while waving.
"Bye mom," I waved back and headed out the door.
I saw the window roll down of the blue car and the one and only Ashton Irwin himself was sat in the drivers seat.
"How come I never get to drive?" I pouted while hopping into the passengers seat.
"Because this is my car, and you failed your drivers test. Twice," he said while putting an emphasis on the words 'my' and 'twice'.
"Hey! I'll pass my drivers test someday, and I'll be cruising down the streets in a Lamborghini," I smirked while folding my arms.
"Whatever you say," he rolled his eyes.
Within about 5 minutes we were in school and walking towards our lockers. I was grabbing my math book until I felt an arm snake around my waist.
"Hey hot stuff," I heard an all too familiar voice say from behind me. I turned around to see Mason.
"Hey Mason," I smiled.
Mason has been my boyfriend for almost a year now. We are in a pretty serious relationship that I love, but Ashton and my mom hate him and just want us to breakup. Ashton says that he doesn't treat me right, and my mom just doesn't like him in general. I admit, Mason does act a little harsh towards me, but it's just something silly and it's not very serious. I really like him, and he really likes me.
"You didn't text me last night," he said while kissing my neck a little roughly.
"I went to bed early, sorry about that," I said while gently pushing him off of me.
"Well next time text me and let me know," he grumbled while walking away.
As soon as he walked off, Ashton came walking towards me. Mason doesn't really like Ashton all that much and Ashton can't stand Mason. So every time I'm with Mason, Ashton usually leaves.
"When are you ever going to dump that douche of a boyfriend," he had a disgusted look on his face.
"Ashton, how many times do I have to tell you that I really like him," I sighed while grabbing my books and closing my locker. I turned around to see that Ashton was no longer standing there.
The bell rung and I started walking towards my first class.
I took my usual seat in the back with Mason while Ashton stayed in the front.
Me and Ash always use to sit in the back with each other when we were younger, but when I started dating Mason things changed. Mason sat in the back with us, and Ashton didn't like it so he asked the teacher to get moved into the front of the class.
"So, are we hanging today?" I asked him once I got my stuff out of my bag.
"Sorry, can't. I'm playing football with the guys after school," he replied while taking out his book.
Mason would always have these friends that he would always hang out with, but he would never tell me who they were. Some days he would say they were doing guy stuff, playing video games, playing football or other things that I wasn't included in.
"Who are the guys," I asked while using my fingers to put quotation marks on 'the guys'. He ignored me and started flipping through his book. "Come on, you never tell me."
"Cause maybe I don't want you knowing," he snapped. "It's just some friends, that's all."
"Sorry," I frowned while opening my book as well.
"Okay class! Open your pages up to 104," Mrs. Parsons announced to the class.
I never took interest in his friends, and he seems pretty upset when I bring it up, so I'll leave it alone.
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