Porcelain Dolls <Lashton>

Part Eleven

Enthusiasm moves the world. ~Arthur Balfour 

Ashton's POV

"You did what!?" I screamed at the snow-white haired girl in front of me. "Luna!"

"I thought it was pretty genius." Luna shrugged. "Luke wouldn't be a problem from that point on."

"Yeah they wouldn't until police are suddenly involved! Oh my gosh Luna.. That poor boy." I put my hand on my forehead and began to think about how Luke must have felt to be violated. The shy nervous boy getting ripped apart in a bathroom stall, I didn't know what I would do if I was in his position. But then Luna posted pictures of it in his locker?

"Luna you have to leave that kid alone." I sighed.

"What? Why are you suddenly agreeing with him!?" Luna snapped at me. Pushing on my chest, but it didn't move me an inch.

"Because you're wrong!" I sighed.

Luna went wide eyed before twitching with anger. "Y-You're just saying that cause your a fag too!"

That was when everyone around us was quiet. Silent even. I had reminded Luna that she was never to use that word, I didn't appreciate it.

All of the students in the hallway were frozen in place and Luna almost seemed to fear me after saying this.

"A-Ash I didn't mean it, I-I didn't mean it! I'm sorry!" Luna panicked as she took steps away from me.

"Go." I hissed at her. She turned and ran down the hallway. Everyone slowly made their way back to their own business and did not say a word to them. Maybe I scared them, maybe they just didn't want to approach me. 

If I was honest with myself, I didn't enjoy being the scary kid. I was always the "scary" one. I didn't want to be but it was the way I felt I had to be. 

I turned down the hallway and walked right by Mark, who flashed a smile at me and I felt myself taken back. Sure we were friends a long time ago, but.. Who would he even look at me now? After what I did? 

Why am I like this? 

"Ash!" Mark smiled and waved at me. Two little ten year olds that were best friends. He ran over to me and I flashed a smile. "You said you were going to sit with me today in lunch and you didn't!" I watched the poor child's smile fade into a disappointing frown. 

"I'm sorry Mark," I apologized. "But I just.. Couldn't." Mark was a little nerdy looking kid. Collared shirts with pockets and stripes, black wire framed glasses, khakis instead of jeans, gray worn down sneakers. I was the exact opposite, t-shirts and jeans. I kept my shoes in good shape. Kids thought it was weird when they saw me with Mark.

"Why..?" Mark didn't understand, not even close. 

"Well you see," I let out a sigh. How could ten-year-old me be so cruel? "I can't hang out with you at school, I told you this before. I know I said I would sit with you but I just couldn't." 

"Well.. I had to sit all by myself.." Mark admitted, I knew this, I saw him all alone. In the moment it looked like he was about to start crying. How could his buddy Ash be so mean to him? 

"Just stop being such a loser than." I scoffed. I didn't mean to be cruel, but I was. I could see it in Mark's face when I said this. "You never fit in, stop dressing like a dork, stop wearing glasses. Sheesh, every calls you a nerd or four-eyes." I watched the poor boy's jaw drop. "And get a haircut that isn't in the shape of a bowl." 

"W-What..?" Mark mumbled. "You always said you liked my glasses.. And-And I like the way I dress!" 

"Well no one else does, so it doesn't matter if I like your glasses, and it doesn't matter if you like your clothes. Grow up, Mark. Until you do, stay away from me." I let out a scoff and turned around and walked away. 

I took a deep breath, I was always just a little bastard of a child. I hated myself because of it. Why was I like this? Why? Why? Why? 

And I was no better last year either. 

"You know Luna," I said as I watched the girl dig through her locker. "You could really have your way with some people." She turned her head to me and cocked an eyebrow. "You're a pretty girl, you could really use that to your advantage if you tried a little harder." 

"Oh really? What do you have in mind?" Luna asked, if it meant being a villain, Luna was all about it. 

"Well.." I looked around. "Heartbreak doesn't feel too good. You could really mess with some people." 

"Hm. Deceitful, but I'm not that kind of girl, Ash." Luna rolled her eyes.

"You don't have to do anything with anyone. Just do a little bit of flirting." I shrugged. 

"I will repeat myself," the snow-white demon concluded. "I am not that kind of girl."

"Too bad, I had someone particular in mind. Someone who is getting in my way lately." I sighed. Luna usually was really good about trying to make me happy. I had no idea why, but she did. So her eyebrows raised as if she was now interested.

"Well.. Who is it?"

"It doesn't matter." I sighed. "After all, what could you possibly do about it?"

"Tell me." Luna shook my arm. 

I pointed a finger down the hallway and Luna turned in the direction before looking back to me confused. "Mark? Really?" I nodded. "Hm.. Okay."

And Luna played him like a violin. 

I remembered walking down the hallway after Luna had her way with him, the tears rolled down his face in an oh-so-familiar fashion. I felt my stomach twist but I walked to him. "Maybe you should be less of a loser." I said and continued off. 

I let out a sigh and sat in my seat. Year after year, I attack kids with words and let my little minions attack them with their firsts. 

AUTHOR'S NOTIFICATION; Ariana

I'm not allowed to go to class because I have bronchitis and it is still contagious. So I'm just chilling in my dorms. Also I started watching Attack on Titan and I love Armin so if you were wondering about the profile photo, that's that. He's my favorite character. I think I'll also play the game, maybe read the manga. I don't know. It's good so far. Armin is my lil baby and he makes me cry sometimes but whatever. 

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