The Story Of Us

The Story Of Us | Chapter Ten

As more days passed, I realised that Aston and I's relationship-thingy had all started because of my obsession with dares.

If put all of the time and attention in spending time with Ver, Casey, and Aston that I hadn't really had time to do anything else. Besides do house work, but that wasn't anything new.

So, I decided that we are going to a part tonight. Ver, Aston and I.

Mainly because I haven't been drunk in a while, and I was in need of a wasted night. But then again I wasn't looking forward to the hangover in the morning.

"It's Friday, what the fuck are you guys doing? Get the hell up!" I yelled at them while we were seated quietly at lunch.

"We're still in school, idiot." Ver muttered, rolling her eyes, her fist lodged into her cheek. It almost looked painful, especially with her bony ass knuckles.

"Oh yeah. Forgot. I was getting way to over whelmed with excitement." I said, giddily.

"Hey... Whatever happened to that one bitch? That one that tried to steal your man? Vic-something." Ver rambled, frowning. This was literally, like, a month ago. Her memory is shit.

"Victoria. Yeah, what did happen to your childhood girlfriend, Aston?" I chirped, internally angry and ready to snap if he said one wrong thing.

"She wasn't my girlfriend, never has never will, and she moved to another school close by until her fathers movie gets done. Because the bullying was too overwhelming." He said, looking pointedly at the both of us. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off.

"You shouldn't have gotten so comfortable with her, all the while blowing us off, if you didn't do that, none of it would've happened. I guarantee it." I glared.

"As if, I bet if I spoke to her once you'd still hate her, wether we had 'history' or not." He muttered.

"Please. You and the bitch both instigated it."

"Oh, whatever. You guys are the ones who ran her off from the school." He said.

"The bitch had it coming. It was pretty obvious you were Penelope's before all of this," Ver started, gesturing between Aston and I, "started."

I looked down, my cheeks warm with embarrassment from the truthfulness in her words. I looked over at Aston who had a face of realisation on. He nodded and shrugged, as if it meant nothing. I rolled my eyes and got up, wrapping my arms around my stomach, I looked up at the sky and a rain drop hit me in the middle of my forehead. "It's raining." I muttered, just as soon as it started to pour.

In this town, if it's going to rain; it'll rain like hell for two or three days straight. I looked down at my, now soaked, shirt and seen my black bra showing through. I groaned and ushered them into the car.

"The only fucking day I don't wear my hoodie." I said, looking down again at my see through shirt.

"Here." Aston said, throwing his jacket at my face. I frowned and snatched the thing off my face, glaring at him and begrudgingly slipping it on. It looked like a dress on me, but it was his. He wasn't getting it back, sorry. Ver looked over at me and winked, then started the car and we drove off.

"Where to now? Back to school or..." She asked.

"I've got to go back to school. I've missed too many days as is. The police are going to come knocking at my door if I don't." I said, groaning. Ver nodded and heading towards the school.

We usually skip lunch and come to the park, and talk until we have to go back to school. Usually, we don't go back though. It's probably been about a month since I've actually had a full day of school. I got out of the car and a familiar face was found by my searching eyes.