The Night I Danced

Feelings

Dylan's POV--

I step out of my car and try and make it though the crowd unseen. I almost make it to the door when my 5 "friends" spot me. Just great!

"Dylan what the hell are you doing?"

"Bro try this weed!"

"Dylan, I just got laid!"

I sigh and turn around. This is the crap I have to deal with. It is horrible. I don't want to get laid, and I don't want to ruin my life by smoking weed. So I give them a simple reply even if it was a white lie.

"My mom is drug testing me later, sorry bro" I sigh with relief when they back off.

Sure I'm the school player, but I don't want to ruin some girls life by taking their virginity. I walk though the doors and run into Ashley S. I feel like I can't breath when I look at her. I stop myself, she is the geek, I can't like her. Ever. The school would kill me.

"Get out of my way punk" sure I was mean... But she can't think I like her. She runs off and I sigh, something was telling me to go get her and hold her in my arms. But I couldn't. Not now. Not ever. No matter what.

Ashley's POV--

I was in the kitchen with my brother. He was 19 in college. He was a singer and he was great at it. He belonged to that group. I groan as I grab my keys and head to the door.

"Bye mom, bye David, love you both!"

I shut the door without waiting for an reply.

Another day of shit at school. I am rich, but no one knows. I'm not the type of person to show off. The drive to school was short. I get there in less than five minutes. I get out of my car and head to school. I see Dylan get out of his red Mustang. Yeah, yeah he was rich too. He looked breath taking. Wait what!?! Did I just say that? No way! I go through the crowd not being noticed. I get to my locker when I realize I forgot my books in my car. I sigh and head back outside, well I tried to. I ran right into Dylan. Shit! He has abs of steel.

"Get out of my way punk!" Ouch that hurt! I move fast and get out of his way. I look back once more to see him sigh and run his hands through his hair. Damn he is hot. Wait! No he isn't he is a jerk! I get my books from my car just in time for 1st period. Math. The same class I have with Dylan. Ugh! I can't stop thinking about him. I get into class right in time. I look around and see one seat left. Right. Next. To. Dylan. I groan in my head. Fabulous. I sit in my seat quietly and stare out the window. Just lovely.

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