"Ashy! Ashton where are you?" I peek into the kitchen then make my way into the living room. A scream inturpts my search.
"God, Magdelena, you scared me. You know it only takes two second to ring the doorbell." His mom popped up behind me me making me jump.
"Oh hey Mrs. Irwin. Do you know where Ash is I have something to tell him?." I ignore her comments knowing she doesnt truly mean anything about me rining the door bell. Ive been barging in the Irwins home ever since I can remember.
"In his room honey." I wave and start up the stairs to my long time friends room. I hesitate before i push open his door, not bothering to knock. I'm nervous when I dont need to be. Calm down. I silently chant to myself.
"God, Maggs I dont have any clothes on." Ashton squeaks while trying to cover his torso. I toss him a shirt from his cluttered floor.
"Oh please its not like I havent seen you shirtless before." I said rolling my eyes,"Now hurry i have some news!" I clamp my hands together to give the impression that its exciting ,when in reality I have no idea how he will really react to this information.
He pulled the gray shirt over his head paired with a pair of denim jeans." Whats up." He finally says and sits on the edge of his un-made bed.
"Well I know you've been looking for something to do over Christmas break, so i did alittle searching and found a band..."
"No dont even try. im not interested." He interjected. I roll my eyes again at him. I seem to be doing that a lot latley.
"Oh come on Ash, you said you where looking for something to do, whats there better to do than doing what you love?" My hands find my hips, making me look even more frustrated.
"I told you not to worry, I can do somethings on my own, you know that right?"
"I know, i just wanted to..."
"Help? Yeah I know but , look i dont need your help." He says as i was fold up one of his misplaced shirts. I set it down on the counter. The scattered objects in his room really drive me crazy.
"Ashton you can barely clean your own room without my help! Im not saying you need my help either, I just thought Id give you the option, since your always bitching about your boring ass break." I yell, He can get me so angry when hes not even trying sometimes," There is the band thats picking up alittle popularity and there looking for a drummer. The audition is at five. The name is Five Seconds of Summer. Im not saying you have to go but it would be appreciated, i went to more trouble than you know getting this." I spit out quickly before he could inturupt.
"But how did you..." He started,
I start to walk out before a bigger fight breaks out," I'll text you the directions later if you decide to stop pouting. Just text me" I huff and wave my hand in the air in a half goodbye half go to hell way.
