Broken Together

Chapter 1

"Get up!!!" My mom yells at me before slowly walking out to go probably most likely wake up my brother Grant up.

I slowly wake myself up before getting up and closing the door. You know I will just say this now. I hate school. Especially Mondays there the worst. If it up to me I would just stay home but yet my mom would most likely kill me and I don't feel like dying so I'll just suck it up I think to myself as I finally get up from my comfortable warm bed before walking to my closet.

Now time to find something to wear. I swear I have nothing to wear I think as I look at my closet that showed no sign of any clean pair of clean pants.

Looks like it's gonna be sweatpants or leggings today I think as I look for either one. I soon find my leggings hanging comfortably on a hanger in the back of my closet I quickly grabbing it then I start looking for a shirt. I find one and quickly put it on looking at the time realizing that it's almost around the time I leave. Crap! I think as I run into the bathroom and quickly get ready not even worrying about makeup since I don't wanna be late. My mom would most likely. No, what I am talking about she would kill me I think as I quickly grab my school bag before running downstairs fast without trying to kill myself in the process.

"Bye Mom! Bye Grant!" I said as I run out the door to my car.

Let's go to school. Yay!

***

I walk through the school doors to be immediately greeted by my one and only best friend Charlotte, and can I just say she is a weird girl. Not in a bad way but like in a good way. That's what made her so popular in my school. Me on the other hand am the complete opposite and I am literally like the most anti-social awkward person there ever was. It was like I was built to be just a walking mess.

The only reason I think me and Charlotte are friends is because we've known each other since we were little. Although I won't get into much detail. Although I will tell you that my past is crazy and by crazy I mean it has made me who I am today. Although I don't really think that's a good thing. Yet again that's another story that I won't get into. Another story for another time.

"Hey. Ok so I have something to tell you," She says immediately to me.

"What is it?"

"Well you know that guy Asher Grey."

"Of course," I say sigh a little thinking of my old middle school crush.

"Well you see I think I have a crush on him..."

I sigh yet again as I try and contain myself as I look at my friend intently. You see Charlotte here has like a new different crush every week. It has kind of become her thing. Although she doesn't really even talk to her crushes although sometimes she does. I think it's just that she doesn't have a crush on them long enough to even talk to them really you know get to know them a little. Anyway this time I wasn't really mad at the fact that she had a crush that's just her. The whole reason why I am kind of mad is this. Asher Grey is a total jerk. Doesn't care about any girls feelings and he has literally messed with every girl in the school. He is bad news. Charlotte also knows how I feel about him and all. That's the whole reason he wasn't my crush anymore. Like yeah he was good looking but once I found out how bad of a jerk he was I stopped liking him. I didn't like thinking about it either. It was in the past. Just like everything else I didn't like thinking about. It's in the past.

"It's fine," I force out as I fake a smile to her as I turn around and walk away to go to my locker.

I quickly go to my locker realizing how much time I had spent talking to Charlotte. I did not need to be late to class I think to myself as I open my locker and throw my backpack in grabbing my stuff and closing the locker the door and start walking to class.

And that's when I see it.

Not it but him.

Asher Grey.

Him and a girl he had pushed against a locker as they were sucking each others faces off.

Gross I think as I immediately walk into my homeroom class getting away from the disgusting sight.

And that shows you another reason i do not like Asher Grey. Along with a bunch of other things.

***

"Lala," I hear the teacher call on me.

Oh crap I wasn't paying attention.

"I don't know..." I said scared of the teacher getting mad, and she did.

"Pay attention!!"

"Yes ma'am," I lowly whisper.

I really don't do good in science which is what class I was in.

Which this year I am a Senior yet I didn't pass science last year so I had to retake, and if I didn't pass the class this year I couldn't graduate. So yeah I need to pay attention. I just have a lot on my mind,

For one I need to set my friend straight and knock some sense into her that Asher is bad and that she should stop.

All of a sudden the bell rings and makes me jump a little at the sudden sound. Well, then I think as I get my stuff together. Getting up with my stuff I walk up to the front of the classroom. Walking up to Mrs.Penny's desk. Yeah, that's her name by the way.

"Do you have anything I can do for extra credit," I say to her hoping that she does because god I need it.

"Yeah," She simply says as she turns around grabbing a paper out of this pile of papers and then handing it to me.

"Thanks," I say as I walk out of her room out into the hallway.

All of a sudden out of nowhere I bump into something hard causing me to tumble to the ground dropping my stuff all over the place. Oh great, I think as I slowly sit up getting ready to yell at the person for bumping into. When...

Oh, you've got to be kidding me I think as I look at who I had just bumped into.

Asher.

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A/n: Ok so the first time I wrote this was like a year ago and it's kind of crazy writing it now. I think what overall motivated me to finally rewrite this was when I was reading it to my Grandma and my brother, and my brother called it awful. He didn't know it was mine but it makes me think. Is my family lying to me about my writing? I'm over it though.