After that day in class me and Ashton became closer than ever. Talking in the halls, sitting together at lunch. All the girls were jealous of me and I couldn't give a rats ass. I got Ashton to stop straightining his hair and he taught me to okay the drums. He was my best friend again. We got in fights just about every day but usually before the school day ended we would make up. During the summer we went to the beach together and worried about high school. It was really scary, just coming out of grade school. An being a fresh man was a huge deal. We didnt have uniforms but we were close to a school like that, when we entered 9th grade, I was 14 and Ash was 15. He would get his permit next year and we were both so excited! I passed the year with all A's and he only got one B and the rest were A's.
10th grade was strange because Ashton had just gotten his permit and started driving me to school. That year, in September, Ashton got a girlfriend. She was pretty and extremely sweet. Me and her got on pretty well but I couldn't help feeling a pang of jealousy when they were together. The insecurities had never left me but Ashton was helping me through them. As sophomores we started having more classes together, even though my electives were always different than his, we always had at least 1 or 2 classes together and we shared a free period at 1pm.
Soon enough it was my turn to get my permit, since I was finally 16 and my mom wouldn't let me get it any sooner, and I started driving myself to school. I could feel me and Ashton growing apart again.
In may, he broke up with his girlfriend, and we started hanging out again. We started a ritual, of every Saturday night we go and watch the stars on the roof of his house. And we loved it. "Hey kitty?" Ashton asked one night "Yeah, Ash?" "Do you ever get tired of the same old thing? Just all the time?" I pondered for a second "what do you mean?" "This town. I'm not saying it's small, but it's just the same old thing over and over. I want to leave it." I rolled my eyes. "Ashton, your almost 17! You have to finish high school. It's the summer and you just got your after 9's. Dont rush things. " he looked at me thoughtfully and nodded. I went home that night and tried to sleep. But maybe I did want out. Maybe I did...
The next week Ashton waltzed into my house, literally, with his hair straightened and nice clothes on. "Where are you going snazzy?" I called from the couch. "Some band wants me to play a show with them tonight! On the drums! Do you wanna come?" I knew that Ashton could play and he had a great voice so maybe he would sing too. "Sure, what band?" He smiled "they're called Five Seconds of Summer" cool name. I thought. "Yeah sure ill come." He jumped up and punched the air. "Yes!" I laughed at him. "So I guess I'll pick you up at 5 so we can be early? I gotta set up my drumset!" "It's a date"
