High School Never Ends ◎5sos◎

40: Florence

Florence walked into history, she was hoping that she would avoid Ashton but that would never happen. She didn't want to make eye contact but of course Ashton already saw her.

"Hey Flo" he cheered. Florence cursed under her breath. She looked up as she saw Ashton and Meagan sitting together, Meagan giving her dirty looks.

"Come sit here." He motioned to the chair beside him, Meagan interrupts.

"Erm I don't want her sitting next to us" she put on her fake winey voice.

"But babe she's not that bad-"

"Not that bad? She was the one who started the whole car accident, she's the reason why Michael was sent to rehab."

"So you'd rather Michael would have died then?" Florence spoke up.

"You know that's not what I meant, bitch." She mumbled the last part of the sentence.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Ashton stood up between the girls. He felt like a man, that's not something to be proud of, two girls fighting over you.

Kind of.

"Florence I suggest you leave this class now!" Mr Former protested. Her mouth fell open on why she was getting the blame, she heard Meagan giggle.

"I never done-"

"Leave! Also you're in trouble for smoking cigarettes at the gates!" He shouts, other classes could probably hear him. He didn't like Florence's character or how she look, he would automatically think he's trouble because of her 'style' which you can't judge on so easily.

"Fine." She stormed. As she was just about to leave she knocked over multiple chairs having Mr Former cover his ears with his hands as he gets 'sensitive'.

"Fuck you, barbie!" She screams walking out.

Meagan froze and so did Ashton, the other reason how they first met was because of barbies and why Meagan was so insecure. She started to burst into tears. Aston hugged her tightly confronting her and whispering 'it's okay.'

"That's it!" Mr Former took the phone and called the head teacher. With rage in his voice he said the students name.

"Florence Richardson."

"I hate her so much." Meagan hiccuped.

"Yeah...me too." But Ashton knew he didn't really as he nearly had sex with her.

Nearly.

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Florence stood by the gate smoking a cigarette, she doesn't give a fuck about the rules. She makes them up her own way.

The bell rang and everyone scattered out to go for their lunch.

She stared at the innocent people walking up and leaving the building.

"You know that you've done wrong." The voice said and Florence nodded. She didn't think anyone was there as she thought it would be some psychological voice just driving through her mind.

"It's just a misunderstanding and teachers are just dicks." She nodded again.

"You know you're jealous about Meagan and Ashton. Because you want Ashton all to yourself don't you?" Her face expression changed and she turned around to see Michael standing next to her. She screams and jumps on him with a massive hug.

"You bastard. I missed you so much!" She laughed.

"I'm right though aren't I?" She can feel him smirk, she slowly separates from him.

"Partly." She lazily leans back against the gate. Taking another puff from her cigarette. She shakes her head "Wait how the fuck do you know about Ashton?" She asked.

"I do love a bit of gossip." He smiled.

"I'll never find out will I?" She sighed.

"No by a long shot."

"Great." She blows out the smoke.

"Since when then eh?" He nudged her arm with his elbow.

"It was nothing." She said bitterly as she wants to forget about it.

"I'll never find out will I?" He mimicked her voice.

"Not by a long shot." She done the same back, he lightly smacked her arm and she laughed.

"Missed you, asshole."

"Missed you more, knob head."