Monday 29th September, 8:50am // Grace's POV:
I jolted awake and checked the time. Fuck 8:51am, Ashton and I are gonna be late for school. I look at Ashton, who was in a deep sleep of what happened last night. He must've been exhausted, as so was I. Ashton's soft snores filled the room, his face was relaxed and looked peaceful, but he didn't have time to sleep in, I had to wake him up and fast.
I quickly shake him "Ashton!".
Ashton groans "What?".
"Get up we have 9 minutes to get to school!".
Ashton quickly gets up "Oh shit".
I quickly get up and wash my face and teeth. At the moment I didn't care about hair and make up, I just needed to get to school, as much to my disgust. I quickly put on my school uniform but suddenly the zip on my skirt got caught on my shirt. Luckily Ashton helped me out. We ran to school as fast as we can and the bell rang just before we got there. Shit the school gates were locked. We're fucked. The maintenance people came over and unlocked the gate for us , such a save. We both ran to homeroom as fast as we could, even if our legs felt like jelly. We walked in the door with our hearts racing. The whole class had their eyes on Ashton and I, since I hated people staring at me, I just wanted to poke their little eyes out, but yet again I do it to other people so I can't complain. Ms Boardman obviously stared at us. She looked like she was in rage. He and I looked at her, as if nothing ever happen.
Ms Boardman sighs "Sit down"
Ashton secretly held my hand to walk to our desks, just so the teacher didn't stare at us. We sat down at our desks. Given that Michael was in front of me. He scanned every little piece of me. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. He turned to me.
"I see you and Ashton had a little fun" He winks and smirk.
I settle down into my chair "Shut the fuck up" I grumble.
Michael sits backwards on his chair "C'mon, tell me all the goss, what did you do to him?".
I furrow my eyebrows "That's none of your business".
Michael rolls his eyes "Dude I see the hickeys on your neck".
Shit. I quickly cover my hands on my neck. I really should have used concealer this morning. I corner my eyes at Michael. I wanted to slap him with a fish.
"I see that Ashton enjoyed himself" Michael nods his head at Ashton.
I turned around to look at Ashton. He was only talking and smiling to Luke and Calum, probably about something else. My marks still reveal on Ashton's neck, a dark purple, maybe even a wine colour. Still cute though. I turn back to face Michael. He kept smirking at me.
"Ugh okay enough already" I groaned.
Michael chuckles "Alright alright chill just wondered what's going on".
"How's you and Caitlin?" I smirk.
"Jesus fucking Christ if I was to dive under the sea and put one person in a treasure chest and let a shark eat it, it would be her".
I snort "Just a bit extreme".
Michael rolls his eyes "She pisses me off man, she's just too sassy for me, she dresses like a slut I can't deal".
I chuckle "take note: you are dancing with her for the formal".
Michael groans "Don't remind me please".
I laugh out loud "I can imagine you dancing with her and she'll 'accidentally' kick you in the nuts".
Michael glares at me "Shut the fuck up".
Homeroom was over. Everyone left quickly and Ashton and I went to our first lesson.
Sorry about the crappy and short ending! Cri bc I haven't updated this fanfic in 2 weeks sozzzzzz.

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