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Just a Fun Little Day

     I wake up the next day and stare at the ceiling. I reach over to my night stand to grab my laptop, sure enough that guy had messaged me on tumblr
'Hey it's me Ashton, here is my address I hope to see you there, 4201 Wall Street, the date will be Saturday at 6 but you can come whenever.'
I smile and quickly get ready and and grab my bag and walk out the door. I look up from the ground and Ashton is standing at the end of my driveway. "Hey I didn't know when you'd come out" he said with a smile on his face.  "oh umm how long have you been standing there? " I asked, with a confused look.  He shrugged and we started walking down the side walk. "why were you at the end of my driveway? " I asked because the question was on my mind. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me, "I don't know really" he said. I smiled and looked at my phone, "It's 7:45, do you really want to go to school today?" I asked. He laughed and shook his head. I looked at him, he wore a dark grey beanie and a Hollister sweatshirt, with black jeans and Nikes. "What?" he said looking at me with a confused look. I stayed quiet for a minute and laughed, "I might just take that beanie from you!" I said and we both laughed. His green eyes sparkled in the morning sunlight, one could say he looked dreamy... I wonder why he is hanging out with me. He tugged on my arm and stopped. It took me a minute to realize that he was taking us back the way we came from. "Where are we going?" I asked, following him. "Breakfast!" he said with so much enthusiasm in just one simple word. I shrug.

     We arrive at this truly stunning 2 story brick home, I stand there in awe. He sees my face and smiles, "Come on." he said as he opened the door and held it open for me. I walked in and looked around. "You have a nice home" I say and he lets out a small laugh. I turn to look at him and he walks into the kitchen, I only know that it's the kitchen because I see a large island and a sink and a knife display. I follow him and look at him. "So Miss Alexandria, would you like cereal, eggs, bacon, or pancakes?" he asked me in a preppy butler voice. I laughed, "Bacon?" I said. He went into the fridge that blended in with the kitchen and pulled out bacon and got a skillet and tongs. "Yes ma'am." he says and starts heating up the skillet and places the bacon on it. It sizzles and I can start to smell the bacon. I stare out and start to zone out. I start to think, what if Ashton is just being nice to me because he feels petty for me? What if he doesn't care, and this was just a dare? What if he was put up to this? I am starting to wonder if my dad did this... what if my dad hired him to get me to be 'normal'.

Ashton claps his hands and I snap out of it. "I know space is pretty cool, but you are on earth right now Alex" He says and laugh. I smile and he starts walking into the hall. I don't know what to do so I follow. He opens up a door and walks into this large room with 2 windows and posters of bands on the walls everywhere, he has a large computer with a nice and organized desk below it. I look around and he opens up his closet, "This is my heaven, all of my favorite things are in here, and sometimes I am in here so if you can't find me, most likely I am in here" He said and laughed and shut the closet door and hopped on his bed with the plate of bacon.

     We sit on his bed and eat bacon, I fall back onto the large and fluffy pillows and check my instagram. I laugh at some of the memes and sayings on the home feed and Ashton occasionally looks at it, and at the same time he plays video games on his TV.

     He pauses his game after about an hour and he turns around. I look up from my phone and we are staring at each other. He reaches to the side of his bed and pulls up my journal. Oh my... he read it, I just know he did. "So... uh I am sorry I always saw you writing in it at the cemetery and I just had to read it." He said a little disappointed in himself. I looked at him with wide eyes. "Ash... is that the only reason you befriended me?" I asked and stood up and grabbed my journal. He shook his head, "no... I... Alex, I have always wanted to be your friend, you just... you caught my eye you know?" He said while scratching the back of his head. I looked at him with slightly sad eyes. He cares so much, but we only met yesterday. I walked out and I could hear him fumble to get his shoes on and run for me. It was too late, I was already out the door and on my way home by the time he reached his door to run after me. I should have known not to let my guard down...