three|| falling hard

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I woke up to a very blissful smell. The aroma of food that I don't recognize. All I'm used to smelling is alcohol and bread. I slowly crawled out of bed, threw on a clean shirt and pants and walked downstairs.

"Oh, good morning Ashton!" Violet's mom said cheerfully.

"Morning, where's Violet?" I asked while getting a piece of bacon sitting on a white plate.

"Oh she's at school. Which reminds me, don't you have school too?" I adjusted in my seat nervously just thinking about it.

"Um I used to, but my dad stopped taking me after a while" She kind of gave me a concerned look.

"Oh well, do we need to get you registered?"

"I think so. I didn't go to this school"

"Oh ! Why don't I just drive you?"

"That would be cool" I said and stood up. I opened the door and stepped out, kind of nervous. I haven't been to school in so long. As we pulled up I saw over 300 kids standing outside. I felt so out of place. Everyone was wearing khaki shorts and nice button ups. I was wearing black from head to toe except for my maroon crewneck t-shirt with my black hat.

As soon as I stepped out, everyone looked my direction. Some were confused while others were offended by my presence. I walked into the school to find even more people. Looking at me the same way the others did. I spotted Violet at her locker talking to some of her friends. Once her friends looked over to me, so did she. She gave a sly smile, but never took her eyes off. After, she gave me a small wave and I nodded my head in return. We proceeded into the office to meet the principle which spiked my anxiety through the roof.

Violet's Pov

"Do you know that guy" my best friend Alisha asked me. I smiled thinking about him.

"Um yeah a little" I said, smiling at the thought.

"He's so hot. You've gotta introduce me"

"Well if he's going to school here, that won't be a problem. I might end up showing him around"

With that, the bell rang to go to class.

Ashton's Pov

The bell rang and all of the students filed out of the hallway and into the classrooms.

"Hello Mr. Ned" Brooke's mom said.

"Oh hello Teresa, how may I help you today?"

"I need to register a student"

"Oh of course, hello young man" the principle said while reaching his hand out. I returned the favor politely.

"Hello, I'm Ashton"

"Nice to meet you, is this your son?" he asked

"Um yeah he's just transferring"

"Oh lovely. Well here's your schedule, Ashton, and you can stay here and fill out the paperwork. Martha will show you to your next class." A small gal with brown hair and glasses walked me out and showed me my next class.

When we walked in, every student turned their heads. I looked around until I spotted Violet, thank god.

"Mrs. Turner, you got another one"

The teacher came over, looked at my schedule and introduced me to the class.

"Everyone, this is Ashton Irwin"

All of the kids said hi kind of awkwardly. I saw a blonde girl with a low-cut tank top twirling her hair and smiling at me. I kind of just awkwardly coughed and looked away.

"Well Ashton, have a seat their next to Mrs. Violet" I slowly walked over and sat next to her. A couple minutes went by when I noticed a white paper on my desk. It was from the blonde girl. It said "You're really cute ;) I looked at her, as she was sitting next to me and just stared back at the screen, focusing on the movie playing. I felt a tap on my shoulder, praying it wasn't the blonde girl. To my luck, it was Violet. She whispered "Don't worry about Alisha, she's easy"
Those words just made me giggle. I thought that was her friend. Girls scare me. After what seemed like days, it was time for lunch. I followed Violet into the cafeteria. Some preppy boys walked by laughing at me, whatever. We just sat at a table with all of her friends, they just asked me questions and laughed at my every response.

The whole time Violet just ate her apple and read a book. I glanced every now and then and smiled. She was so cute. Her friends caught on and smirked. One of them spoke up

"SOOO, Vi, what do you think of Ashton?" Alisha said while her friends looked at her. She snapped her head up and looked at everyone. Then she closed her book and looked at him.

"Well, number one.."

I just folded my arms and set them on the table, waiting for her response.

"I happen to think he is very attractive, number two, has awesome taste in music, and three, he's very sweet."

Wow, I was expecting a "He's cool" or something. But those words warmed my heart. I just smiled in response awkwardly sitting in my seat. I got a couple of looks from people at other tables. Some of the football guys nodded as if saying "Sup". Finally the lunch bell rang and it was time to head to 5th period. Math. Yuck. After a couple more classes it was time to go home. Luckily Brooke drives herself so we piled into her car and continued on home. It was kind of a quiet ride. After about a few minutes. I finally decided to make small talk.

"So, you think I'm sweet and attractive" I said, my accent slipping out.

"Yes I do" she said smiling.

"Oh cool. I happen to think the very same thing about you"

"Oh really now?" she said.

"Yes I do. You're very pretty" I noticed her smiling which made me smile. I wonder if she likes me. I know I like her. A lot. The way her long hair falls in her face. They say she furrows her eyebrows when she's focused on something. Those big brown eyes of hers. Damn, I'm beginning to fall and fall hard.

Violet's Pov

Hearing that Ashton thought I was pretty made me very happy. I can't say for sure if I like him, but I do feel something. His blonde, curly hair, those hazel eyes. The big biceps. Oh my god those biceps. Makes me feel weak to my knees. Man I am falling hard or this guy...and falling hard.


Hey Guys! Thanks so much for reading! I'm sorry for not updating I've been busy and I went to Sounds Live Feels Live and it was amazing!!! I recommend a 5SOS concert! it was amazing. Anyways I am back and I will be updating more as time passes because I have no life and have nothing to do soooo yeah! I love you awesome rockers!

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