The Story Of Us

Chapter Three

*Ashley's point of view

"Wow you actually did it! " Pink squealed in my ear.

"oh my gosh I did! " I mocked her squeal and rolled my eyes.

Unimpressed with My reply she scoffed "so who do you have next? " she asked while adjusting her bright pink hair in her locker mirror.

I hit my head against the locker next to Her's and sighed "Algebra with Mr. Archbar. "

"ew! You hate algebra... And Mr.Archbar." she said while slamming her locker closed

"everyone hates algebra and Mr. archaeological. " I rebutted

She rolled her eyes "see you later.
"see you. " I said while walking to my classroom while thinking of excuses I could come up with within thirty seconds. Alas I couldn't find I real reason to ditch class so I had to go. Right before I entered the class I held my hand gun up to my head and pretended to shoot myself.

The first half of the class went by very slowly. Then a kid walked in handing the teacher a note.

"sorry I'm late. " he said I looked up it was Damen .

"nice glasses. " he whispered to me.

I couldn't say anything but of course my body decided to blush. And I wanted to hit my head against the desk.

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