Rejects // l.h.

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"She knows," I inform Ashton. He puts his hand on his forehead.

"Great," He mutters.

"I swear, she figured it out herself. I wasn't going to lie," I tell him.

"I know. I knew she would eventually. Who does she like?"

"I don't know. She won't tell me,"

"Oh," We're sitting at the bottom of the big tree, just Ashton and I. The sun is slowly setting. Carmen is at the other end of the field, with Laura. They're laughing about something. We both watch.

"Stop staring!" I hiss at him.

"You're staring too! Do you like her?" Ashton stares at me, wide eyed. I shake my head.

"No. No, I don't. Of course not,"

"Really?" He asks disbelievingly. I nod.

"I really don't,"

But to be honest, I'm not sure how I feel about her.

Carmen and Laura come over.

"Hi!" Laura grins, sitting down next to her.

Carmen acts so naturally, like nothing happened. I can feel Ashton's tense body beside me, but she doesn't make it awkward at all.

"So, how you guys doing," She grins, sitting between Ashton and I.

"Good," I say.

"Good," She responds. Then she looks around.

"Where's Calum and Michael?"

"Uh, I think they're practising their guitars," I shrug.

"Why aren't you?"

"I don't know. I came out to talk to Ashton," I say.

***

It was maths. Probably the worst subject at Charlton Institution.

I sit on a table with Michael, Calum, Ashton, Carmen and Emily, so it's not too bad. But the actual works it's self is so boring.

We have to copy out of the textbooks three paragraphs about the rules of algebra.

"Hey! Guys!" Michael exclaims.

"What?"

"I have a name for our band!" He says excitedly.

"Please tell me it's better than your first choice, The Powerpuff Blokes," Groans Carmen.

"It is. How about 5 Seconds of Summer?"

"5 Seconds of Summer? Where did you get that from?" I snort. He shrugs.

"I'm not too sure. It just sounds good,"

"I like it," Shrugs Ashton. Calum nods in agreement.

"Yes. I think that should be our new name," I smile.

***

"Here at Charlton Institution we're introducing a new subject," Mrs Holmes, the deputy head, announces.

"It's called Home Care, it's basically cooking, cleaning, babysitting, etc, for your future lives,"

"Most of us here won't have future lives," A voice somewhere mutters loudly. I lean back in my seat and scratch the back of my neck.

"This sounds like great fun," Carmen mutters sarcastically. I pull a face.

"I know right,"

The minute we step out the hall, she explodes.

"Babysitting? Why the hell do we need to learn how to babysit? Is she actually rubbing it in our faces the fact non of us will ever get a decent job and we'll have to babysit for money? And it doesn't take brains to clean up, idiot. Plus, why do we need to learn how to cook when there's something called microwaveable meals. Jesus Christ, this school needs help!" She exclaims. I laugh.

"Aw, come on. It'll beat maths and English any day,"

"Whatever. As long as we can eat the food after cooking. The food they have here is shit,"

A/n sorry this is short it's just a kind of filler lol but basically 5SOS are properly formed YAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAAYYAYAYAYAA

Oh and also there is a new subject being introduced and it's how to look after kids, how to cook, clean, stuff like that, how to get a decent job and stuff. :D