Him ↠ afi

"It's mean girls and my little pony."

A/N: this chapter is dedicated to aestheticannie   because she likes my book and is helping me, by giving tips, to improve my writing. Thanks for creating that skype group. I'll dedicate the next couple of chapters to each person.

Chapter 14
It was Monday, a day I would usually dread but for some reason, I woke up happy, feeling complete and energized.

I quickly got in the shower and got ready for school. An hour later, I sent a 'good morning' text to Ashton to see if he was up already, of course he was because we would be leaving in less than 30 minutes.

We turned in our project on Australia last Thursday and our history teacher, mr. Scot was supposed to give us our grade today.

Ashton did end up helping with even more information and pictures. My phone buzzed with a text from Ashton as I listened to twenty one pilots.

"I'll be ready in 10 minutes." It said. I quickly replied and went downstairs to see what we had for breakfast.

My dad was home, drinking some coffee and eating a bagel.

I made myself a bagel and gave him a hug. We exchanged some small talk before I had to go.

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First period had just ended and I was walking to my second period classroom. I ran into one of the senior girls from the bonfire and we actually had first period together.

I walked with one of the girls named Rachel.
Her natural hair color was close to a platinum blonde and she had it cut into a pixie cut. Her hair was a dark purple to a lilac purple from root to tip. Her hair was straight and she had gages in her eyes. She was wearing a MCR shirt and some ripped jeans. She was very tall and skinny.

"What's your next class?" I asked as we walked down the hall.

"I have a art class with Mrs. Jane, what about you?" She asked. She had her lip pierced and boy, could she wear it.

"I have history with Mr. Scot, American history." I said with a smile.

"There is no way in bell you're THAT excited for your next class." Rachel said giggling.

I walked into Mr. Scot's class just in time because the bell rang as soon as I stepped over the threshold.

I glanced to the back where my marvelous boyfriend sat and his face literally went from ' I'd rather get hit by a bus' to 'I could stay here for days'.

When I sat down, Mr. Scot started announcing certain things.

"Today, I'm going to give you 30 minutes to finish the project. Everyone that turned their's in on time, can do something productive." He said leaning against his desk. Mr. Scot had almost gray hair and he was probably 50, if not over 50. He wasn't from NC, originally, he was born in VA. To be honest, he was hairy enough to be a caveman.

Ashton and I both learned that we enjoyed to read. Ashton was reading the 5th book in the dork diaries series and I was working on the 5th wave. My favorite books used to based off a teen's POV and it still is but I'm starting to like science-fiction.

Turns out, Ashton and I got a 100 on our project.

When the bell for lunch rang, Ashton and I wandered to our area where our group of friends met up.

Abel and Rachel were flirting alot so we basically made a bet on them. I'm positive I'm going to win 100 dollars.

"What are we going to do for Halloween?" I asked my squad.

We all agreed that we would go to a Halloween party. Ashton talked to his mom about taking his siblings but they're going with some friends.

"Ashton, let's go as marlin and dori!" I gasped and grabbed his wrist, shaking it violently.

"Why?" He asked laughing at me.

"It's my fave movie so I don't know why you're asking me. You should know this." I said sassily.

"Do you even know mine? Ashton chuckled while intertwining our fingers.

"Yes, it's mean girls and your favorite tv show is my little ponies." I said in confidence.
Ashton just  stayed quiet.

My third period was math honors and I had it with calum, Michael, and Abel.

We all sat in the same row because we often used each other for help on homework.

Rachel was also in this class but she sat upfront with her brother, josh and he best friend, ivy who wore dark clothes and had her eyebrow pierced.

We were relearning about data and statistics for the past week. I originally learned about this in 6th grade.

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"Hey, this weekend do you want to help me getting a car?" Ashton asked me as I drove to our neighborhood.

"Of course, but how are you getting it?" I asked curious because money doesn't fly out of butts (man, I wish it did tho).

"My dad sent his child support for the previous six months in yesterday." He mumbled and his gaze dropped to his lap as he fumbled with his hands.
"Oh ok... Can I ask you about him?" I asked him cautiously.

Right now 'stressed out' by twenty one pilots was playing on the radio but it was at a low volume.

By car, school was about 15 minutes from my house so we had time to talk about Ashton's dad.

"Yeah..." He said while his voice trailed off.

"What happened?" I ask setting one of my hands on top of his nervous ones.

"My parents were high school sweethearts and after they had me, things started to fall apart. They had me in there teens and my mom found out he was doing and selling drugs after they had me. He ended up stopping or so we thought. My mum ended up marrying him after she found out she was pregnant with Lauren. Things seemed to go ok but then after Harry was born, mum found out he was having an affair and doing some hardcore drugs, so they divorced. I was 9, Lauren was 5, and Harry was 1 when it was official. Now my dad is a wealthy realtor with a house wife and two kids." He said sadly looking down.

I set my hand on his leg and rubbed it, trying to comfort him.

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