misery business :: cth

eighteen,,

a s h e l y

i quickly get dressed in my plaid skirt and red cropped sweater. tripping over things to find my shoes. i run down the stairs grabbing my book bag and keys leaving out the door. to see calum leaned against the car door waiting for me. "well someone looks happy," he laughed opening the car door. his hands making their way up my thigh. only to look over and see a cheeky smirk plastered on his face. the car ride was silent. not an awkward silence. a content silence, drake playing in the background. are your ready for your first day b-" he says.

"no"

"but-"

"no" he only laughs "okay i get it," he gives my thigh a slight squeeze. "i think you should prepare yourself now since we're pulling into the parking lot don't you think?" he chuckles earning a glare. he pulls into a parking space. i lean into the back to grab my backpack only to feel a set of cold hands pressed against my ass making me yelp. only to find the tanned skinned boy there smiling innocently with his hand out wait for me to hold it. i laugh stepping out of the car. intertwining my fingers with his. "you know your skirts pretty short. i'm not complaining! i just don't want any of the guys at school to try any thing with you. please try not to bend over too much today in front of anyone... unless it's me." he laughs. "okay just shut up," i laughed. as we walked into the building we earned a lot of attention making me look down not wanting to be a part of. "see everyone else thinks you look hot today too," he laughed.

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"okay please open your textbook to 375 and let's begin our lesson... so today we'll be learning about," his voice quickly drowned out in my head not wanting to listen to his lecture that was only going to drag on or get sidetracked.

"ashely?" he placed his hand on my knee and knowing this idiot he's smirking. "ashely... ashely" his hand going higher than it should. "calum stop!" i mumble only for him to not listen his hand rising higher and higher making me quickly slap it away. "ms. ashely is there a problem?" mr. marquez asks scornfully eyeing us. "no! no... no problem." i say my voice small and fragile making calum only laugh. "it's okay baby girl," calum smiles playing with the hem of my skirt.

the day kind of just went on like that calum teasing and michael mock puking in response. but i was finally at lunch alone... as usual only to feel stares from a few. i could hear a couple of whispers.

"she's dating calum?"

"no way!"

"are you serious?"

"i'm sure they were making out in the hallway earlier"

"so that means literally nothing at all"

"calum doesn't date anyone!" i smile kind of feeling special." true i've never seen him seriously date anyone!"

"calum's probably cheating on her most likely... i mean look at her," they say making the smile i had quickly fade.

"what she's cute!"

"not really..."

"but-"

"i think she's hot"

"i didn't even know calum liked black girls?"

i get up leaving, heading for the library not wanting to hear it at least in the library they can't talk shit about you out loud. i bump into a talk figure on the way there. "oh ashely the boys did your performances they were great they said you planned everything made them watch the movie and read the scenes and helped while your mom was in the hospital. they said it was all your of doing they just added ideas and since this was a summative grade your grade is from a B to an A," mrs. picaro smile. "forgot to tell you in class today." she continued on her way with a smile.

unknown number: surprising he didn't run? maybe i was wrong about that but i know he'll turn out just like me

ashely 😏: he's nothing like you don't you dare compare yourself to him ever

unknown number: feisty but remember talk to me like that again and it'll be worse than before.

i could feel the lump in my throat forming. it was starting all over again my breathing was uncontrollable and i could feel the tears streaming down my face. i went to find the nearest bathroom.

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as the bell rang i quickly went off to my locker ready to get my things and leave this god forsaken place. i finally get it to unlock. i bend down placing my book in the locker only to have two hands placed on both sides of my waist making me quickly jump up hitting my head on the top shelf. i could hear calum laughing behind me. "are you okay he asked?" only earning a glare from me. "just peachy" i rolled my eyes turning back to grab my homework. "you weren't in last period why?" he questioned. "i went to get something to eat i was hungry," i simply shrugged. he pressed his self against my ass as i bent down to grab my french textbook only to slap his hands away from me making him laugh moving to the side of me. "did anyone try anything with you?" he said still laughing as i rubbed the back of my head. "beside you? a few but everyone else is too afraid to because they think i'm dating you"

"who's a few? and i don't why anyone would be scared of me i'm sweet and wouldn't hurt a fly," he smiles. "sure"

"i'm serious," he retorts. "i am too you literally almost ripped oscars head off a few weeks ago because he was talking to me."

"he was flirting with you," he mumbled. "wait turn around!" he demanded. "why?"

"just do it please," i slowly turn to face him. "happy?"

"no not at all. you were crying wasn't you?" his thumbs rubbing over my cheeks. "no" i mumbled. "don't fucking lie to me ashely you were!"

"don't curse at me!" i retort. "i'm sorry but just tell me what's wrong? is this why you didn't come to eighth period?"

"i was just having a bad day that's all" i'm stuck staring down at my black shoes unable to look at him. "that's not a good enough excuse to be cry ashley... did someone hurt you?"

"i-"

*zsst*

"i have a text" i can hear calum sigh bending down to pick up my bag for me.

ashton 👯: we need to talk...

ashton 👯: please

team ash 💁🏻: okay my house?

ashton 👯: yes!

"who are you talking to?" calum asks breaking my thoughts from my phone. "ashton!" i chirp. "why?"

"because he's my friend!" i smiled calum paused wanting to say something but decided against it instead forcing a quick smile.