for the sake of the story, Ashton and Luke gonna be the same age.
{quantum-fags here(: I've talked to Courtney (the original author) and from now on, I'll be writing this story. I hope you guys like it and I can't wait for you to read! <3}
ALSO!! every chapter I have completed editing will have a check mark next to the chapter title!!
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Ashton
These days I feel alone because I'm not who I used to be. People say things to me, and I cut for them. I know no one here wants me on the earth, especially not the boy with ocean blue eyes. Definitely not now.
It was my first year of high school and I was pretty excited because I was considered popular. Of course, I was excited, people were begging on their knees for a conversation with me. Sure, it was comforting, but only exteriorly. All of those friendships were shallow, sex-driven endeavors.
I happened to be in Maths the very first moment it all began to crumble.
I was in my normal seat in the classroom, minding my own business, as per usual, until I glanced a little to long at Tate Winchester's ass.
"Ash, why are you checking him out?" My friends sneered. "Are you a fag?"
I was sure I was straight, I still liked the idea of boobs and all. I had to have been straight, right? I just laughed and denied it, covering up with a remark about some slutty girl for good measure.
I will admit, I was most definitely checking him out. Who wouldn't when his hips were swirling around like he was Beyoncé?
Ever since then, faggot has become my middle name. It's a rarity to hear Ashton from any of my peers, and I'm beginning to think they purposely forgot my real name. I'm reportedly gay, despite how long I've been protesting.
I was positive that I was not gay and that kid wasn't even the beginning.
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I'm sorry guys, this might take a while, as I'm still under major editing
but I hope you like it and I'm really excited for this whsiwnhshwxnsj
