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Take Me Away ( 3 )

I handed Ashton my phone and he entered his number in. When he gave it back to me I thought about taking another picture of us for his icon but decided against it.

"Do you always stick out your tongue like that in photos?" says Ashton. He was staring down into his lap at his phone.

I thought it was cute.

"Yeahh I guess. I mean I don't plan it. It just happens." I say.

"Why don't you just smile like a normal person?" he asks.

"I already told you. I am not like everyone else. I am not normal. I.."

"Uhm. I wasn't trying to offend you. I thought our picture was cute." he says, inturrupting me.

He sat up in his seat and looked me straight in the eyes.

I could feel my cheeks turning red.

I began to feel extremely self conscious because of how close his face got to mine in such a short amount of time.

I wasn't sure if he was going to kiss me but part of me really wanted him to.

I started to examine his face, now that I had the chance. I noticed how big his dimples really were and how cute his smile really was. He had one of those boyband award winning smiles. Everything was perfect.

As I stared up into his eyes, I caught him examining my face too.

"Your eyes are beautiful. " he says.

I lean back into my chair.

"Oh thanks" I mutter, trying to hide my embarrassment. 

My cheeks must've turned all shades of red by now.

I take the last sip of my drink while I try to cover up my embarrassment. 

I stare out the window pretending to listen to Ashton go on about his day and with my luck I spot Jace Hykins.

I watched him get out of his car with his friends and make his way into McDonald's.

Jace had never liked me but after my father tried to rob his families bank, he had made it his lifes mission to make my life a living hell. I've spent all the years since,  trying to stay away from him.

I should've known that we would all choose to have a spare last period. Now that we even have a choice.

His friend, Micheal opens the door for him and they all walk in following him.

I look over to Ashton and he's still rambling on about his day. He hasn't even noticed that I've barely payed any attention to him.

I remember earlier he had said something about meeting a few guys on the football team and that they were nice to him.

"Ashton, are those the guys you met earlier?" I ask, interrupting him as I point over to Micheal.

"Yeah that Micheal guy was trying to get me to try out for the team. He said I looked like I'd make a good linebacker but I'm not really into tackling people. " he says as he runs his hands through his hair.

If I wasn't so distracted, I would've commented on how attractive he looked when he did that.

I nod and look up to find Micheal and Jace. I didn't want them to notice us at all but with my luck as soon as I laid eyes on Jace, he had spotted me.

I watched him take in his surroundings and notice Ashton.

"YO ASHTON. IS THAT YOU?!", says Jace as he starts to walk towards to us.

I silently cursed myself for even looking up to find them.

"Oh hey guys. Whatcha doing here?" says Ashton .

I couldn't help but admire how friendly Ashton is. It's refreshing.

Micheal notices and quickly follows behind Jace.

"We just stopped by to get some burgers."said Micheal.

"What are you doing here with her?" said Jace as he looked at me.

"She's my friend.", replied Ashton with a big smile on his face.

"Oh I'm sure she is." said Jace.

"Do you two know each other?"said Ashton.

I don't think he understood how Jace meant that.

Is sarcasm not as popular in Austraila as it is everywhere else?

"Yeah. Very well. I mean her father tried to kill my father so.." said Jace.

This escalated quickly.

"He did not and you know it.", I say interrupting Jace.

I stand up so that I'm eye level with him and stare him in the eyes.

I tried to give him my most intense glare but I'm not that intimidating.

We've had this fight many times before and I really didn't feel like having it right now.

I picked up my things and quickly made my way out.

When I walked out the front door, I was kind of hoping that Ashton would've followed me. But he didn't.  Why would he? Besides being my ride, he really has no reason to follow me.
I thought about calling my mom to pick me up but I didn't want to bother her while she was working. So I began to walk.

What would be a 15 minute drive from campus to McDonald's would be a 30 minute walk but I had enough adrenaline pumping through me, which made the walk more appealing.

I needed to get away from him. He just wasn't good for me. I was so upset that Jace just brought it up and twisted the story.

How am I suppose to survive here when people like Jace exist? He is cruel.

I didn't even have a chance to explain myself to Ashton.

He probably thinks I'm insane. After I left he probably asked Jace what happened and Jace probably told him his own twisted version of the truth.

There goes any chance of me having a friend here.

I was about 4 minutes into my walk when Ashton pulled up on the curb and stopped his car on the side of the street.

"Rachel! Are you ok?" He says as he gets out of his car.

I take a step so that I'm closer to him.

"Just fine." I respond.

"Listen, I know you're probably pissed off over Jace but I want you to know that it doesn't matter. Who your father is, doesn't define you are.."

"But he was lying. My father was a bad guy but he didn't do any of that! All I wanted to do was make a friend and he's ruining that for me. You probably think I'm insane and my family's terrible but we aren't. Jace just wants me to be miserable. I hate him so much." I cut him off.

By now he had made his way over to me and placed both of his hands on my shoulders.

I look up into his eyes and watch a smile I've seen several times since we met form on his face.

" You were making a friend. You made a friend before Jace even showed up. I am your friend and I am honored to be your friend, Rach." , he pulls me into a hug. "Rach, I can call you Rach right? "

I let out a little chuckle before hugging him back.

"Yes." I laugh. "You can call me Rach but please don't get all mushy on me. It totally contrasts with your grunge bad boy look."

"Bad boy look?", he asks and I could sense the hurt in his voice. "You think I dress like a bad boy?"

I guess they really don't do sarcasm in Australia.

"Of course not Ash.", I say as I Pinch the bottom of his Captain America Muscle tee trying to prove my point.

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