The next day in school was easier. I spend the whole day with Ashton. Since we kissed we were more of friends. I wanted more. He was the first boy I fell in love with.
I only had small crushes on some boys who weren't even nice to me. Sad I know right?
After all I can say that Ashton just wanted me to be his friend. Even sadder.
But that's what happens. I tried to cover it. And I obviously did a good job. Ashton and I didn't mentioned the kiss. But the following months were so beautiful. Ashton got new friends. Nerve racking for me cause they don't like me.
We were walking together as he met one of his friends.
"Hey Ash... wanna go at my place to play some video games?",a tall boy named Michael asked.
"Sure!", Ash said. He looked at me with an apologising look. "Is that okay with you?", he asked. "Yeah, yeah. Have fun!", I said.
Wasn't it weird that he asked me for permission? Yes, it was. I mean we aren't actually together.
"Okay. See yah later?", he asked me with a quick hug. "Yes!", I said disappointed.
He walked with Michael and I stood there. School was out and nwarly one person was here. I turned around and walked ibto the different direction.
"You know that he just keeps you around cause he needs a dumb freak who gets him friends... or even more. Maybe fame?", I heard a voice speak up as I crossed the road. I looked up and saw Amanda.
"Leave me alone!", I said sadly. "No!", she said as she walked past me and pushed me. "How dare you to touch my boyfriend? To kiss him and hug him. You are a disgusting little slut. Every one knows. And Ashton will know soon too and then he'll get a grip on you. You are the worst.", she said and I walked backwards. I hitted a wall. "You are a stupid, fat little whore. No one likes you anyway. - Not even Ashton.", she said and spitted. No really she spitted right in my face! "Have a lovely day!", she said in a sweet voice as she walked away.
Tears were falling from my eyes. I'm telling you I'm okay. No... I'm obviously not. And the worst part is: I'm okay with this. I walked at home with tears. I didn't whiped my face until I got home.
Oh yea. Beautiful, beautiful home!
