Chapter Three

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When I get into English I start to wonder off.  I don't really know what we are actually doing, and i need to get started. I take out my Text Structure packet we received yesterday and get to work. I need a social life outside my books. Maybe that will change soon. I hope.

Before I know it the bell rings and i head off to Quior. When I get there we are handed some sheet music. Royals by Lorde, I love this song! I listen to it all the time. I just wish I could sing like Lana Del Rey. I'm more of a Patsy Cline type of voice. A girl can only dream. Before I know it the accompanist is playing the piano, and i'm taping my feet along to the beat of the music. When the song is over the teacher starts teaching about a time called the Baroque Period. I swore its like another History class in here. Boring!

Twentey minuites go by and we are handed a quiz. I assume its about the Baroque Period. I start bubbling the answers when an office aid walks in and hands the teacher a paper and leaves. The teacher then walks up to me and hands me the paper takes my test and says "You can finish this later. They need you in the Counselors office As soon as Possible. I pack my bags and walk out of the classroom.

Why would they need me to see the counselor? It's only the second day of school. I didn't do anything. A million Possibilities run through my head and i stop in fount of the door, Take a deep breath and walk inside. There I see Liam in one chair, and that jock in the other. What? The man in the chair whom i assume is the counselor gestures for me to sit in the only empty seat. Right between the two.

"So, you must be Ashley." The man askes me.

"Yes, I am, But i was wondering why I am here?" I didn't do anything besides push this guy into a locker and walk away so i don't really get why I'm here. He's done much worst to Liam, and done nothing to stop it.

"Well, Louis here says you pushed him into a locker, trying to protect Liam? Is that true?" So his name is Louis. Perfect British name to fit his accent.

" Yeah, I did." I'm not going to lie. I did it and I don't regret doing it.

"Well, I know these two don't get along very well, But i don't really think violence is the answer."

"Louis, here was pushing Liam around. Like he was a toy. I don't think its right. So i tried to help out a friend. Sorry if I caused a problem." There's a bit of attitude in my voice, because honestly this is pissing me off.

Louis tries to make a response but is cut of by the concealer, Mr.Tomlinson I think his name is. "Well, i'm going to push of the fact that you we're showing violence on school property this time. I know you're new, but there are rules here. And i don't want Liam's first girlfriend to be suspended." Liam's eyes start to pop out of his head as Mr.Tomlinson says those words.

"Ashley and I arn't dating. We're just friends." He tells the man, does he know him, He seems more confident talking to him then when h first met me. Maybe it;s because he might come in here a lot for "problems" ? I don't know.

"Oh, well this is awkward. Sorry for Embarrassing you, if i was." I was kind of confused not really embarrassed. 

"It's okay, everybody makes mistakes." I tell the man who mistakenly took me and Liam as one.

"Wow, you're very understanding, I'm glad my step-son finally made a friend." He says with a warm smile. "Step-son?" I say very confused. "Yes, Liam's mother and i-" 

"Mr. Tomlinson, you are needed in Mrs. Payne's office." the receptionist tells Liam's step-father as she walks into the room and exits.

" I am needed elsewhere. Have a good lunch." He says and exits just as Liam, Louis, and I exit the room as well.

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