The gift.

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Chapter 3

Ashton's POV

I woke up bright and early. 7 am. School was at 8:15. I lunged out of my room and down the stairs. I was kind of a geek when it came to excersise. Or maybe I was working out for.Luke. I couldn't decide so I shrugged and grabbed my favorite cereal, honey nut cheerios. Shortly after looking out the  window I grabbed a bowl and dumped my cereal. After sitting down my mind drifted

onto Luke. Sigh. he doesn't even like guys. I'm totally out of the picture.  I sighed, realizing that I forgot the milk. I stumbled over, grabbing it from the fridge. I poured my milk and ate slowly as thoughts of 'Lashton' Filled my head. 'Lashton' was the ship name I gave us. I thought it was cute.

Luke's POV

I groaned as I turned my alarm clark off. Back to school. I grabbed my phone and realized I had three messages... from my girlfriend. Yeah yeah, GIRLfriend. She's really cool and I thought I liked her.. but as a friend. I only like guys. Well I think. I'm not so sure of myself right now.

  I replied to the text, she asked me if we could walk. I told her I was helping my mom. And would get a ride with her. Lies. of course. I got out of bed and stumbled tiredly over to my dresser, using a bit of strength to open the top drawer. I'm extremely tired. So its a challenge,  a minor one I should say.

Afterwards I grabbed a 'Guns and Roses' T-Shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I pulled them on, groaning loudly. I hated school. I thought about skipping. But Julie, my girlfriend, would know some thing was up.

Ashton's POV

I was ready to go. I was dressed in my best T-Shirt, it was Guns and Roses I had my skinny jeans on and a pair of new High Tops. I loved them. I didn't care what anyone thought. Today was the day I was going to make a move. On Luke. Of course. I had a rose. A pretty blue rose, a blue rose that I took extra good care of. I was going to leave it taped to his Locker with a note that said I loved him. It was true. I really did love Luke, every thing about him. I admired it all. Sigh. I carefully placed the items in my bag, snugged carefully beside my lunch and half-way-completed Homework.

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