You sat in class waiting for the teacher to come. As always she was late, what could she possibly be doing every morning that would make her late. The door opened, you expected it to be your teacher, sadly it wasn't. You watch the person walk into the room with his head down. He glanced up for a second, his eyes meeting yours. You watched him curiously. He looked away and quickly sat at the first seat in the front.
"Hey Ashy Ash," One of the kids in the class called out to him. He hunched over his desk ignoring the person calling him. "Hey Ashy!" The kid tauntingly called him. You turned watching the kid make a paper ball and aim it directly at Ash's head. You shook your head at their childish antics. They were so immature and they were seniors!
After taunting Ashton for a good five minutes the kid stopped because the teacher walked into the class.
"Settle down class, okay let us begin,"
After class you gathered your things, shoving them into your purse. Ashton walked out ahead of you and the kid that was taunting walked out after him with their friends. They started making pig noises and calling him a nerd. You rolled your eyes as you listened. You hated bullies.
"Will you guys get a life already!" You finally spoke up. Ashton looked up staring at you in shock. The boys looked at you then pushed passed Ashton.
"Thank you..." He mumbles holding his books close to his chest. You step closer, taking a moment to take in his appearance. He actually was pretty attractive.
"You're welcome, why do you let the bully you like that?" You asked. Ashton shrugged looking at the floor.
"I don't know, I just feel like If I don't say anything they'll maybe get tired and leave me alone." He began to walk. You walk beside him slowly.
"And how is that working out for you?" You smile gently when he blushes. "You need to stand up for yourself more. Don't let anyone mistreat you." You advised him.
"Thank you again..." he trails off not knowing your name.
"Y/n..." You held out your hand for him to shake. He grabs it, shaking gently.
"I'm Ashton," He smiles stopping in front of a classroom, "This is my class..." He bites his lips looking at you. You pull out a sharpie grabbing his arm.
"Here is my number, call me sometime." You smile quickly scribbling your number across his arm.
