Day One

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So I am 4'11 meaning I'm short as hell. I have dark brownish/green hair from when I died my hair bright green this summer. I hate having to leave the comfort of my bed but I decide to stop procrastinating and get my lazy ass up. I run to my bathroom across the cold floors and I take a quick shower. When I get out I dry off and go back to my bed room with a towel wrapped around me to get my clothes. I decide on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black and white striped shirt, a blue jeans jacket and my black high top vans (outfit above). I walk to my mirror (kind of like a vanity) and straighten my hair and then I put on some light makeup including eyeliner and mascara. I walk to my full length mirror that my sister and I share and I make sure that I don't look like a bag of potatoes. When I realize I do and there is nothing I can do about it I sigh and go down stairs to get my stuff ready to leave. After I get all of my stuff together I look at the time and it is "7:38" so I turn on the TV and go to Cartoon Network to watch Scooby Doo because that is the greatest show EVER....maybe this is why I only have two friends. I watch part of an episode while looking through Instagram seeing if anything was new. Nothing was. (Follow me on Instagram @ zombgirl117) after the episode ended I checked the time and since it was then "8:02" I stood up to go to my bus stop. I walk to the stop sign where everyone waiting for the old woman who can't even see over the giant vehicle driving 60-70 kids waits at and I saw Luke. I run over to the giant compared to me and hug him like it had been 10 years in the war and he was just getting back. No matter how much I hate thinking about it Luke was the only thing that ever came close to a boyfriend which is so strange to think of now because in times like today I would feel like that is incest we are like brother and sister but in 9th grade I had a huge crush on him and for a while he even liked me back so we tried dating but it just didn't work because it was too weird knowing him like a long lost brother and us in that type of relationship. It ended quickly after it started.
When the bus arrived Luke and I sat up at the front to avoid the spit balls the idiots from the back love to send our way. Luke has only once seen me bullied and it was one of the worst incidents. All I can say is I am so thankful he was there.

-Flashback-
I just got out of 2nd period-math- and we took a test. It sucked and I'm pretty sure I bombed it but that's okay because it would just barely drop my average from an 88. I walk to my locked like always to get my social studies notebook that I hate carrying around and start walking to the other side of the school as I get pushed to the ground by a forceful set of hands. I get knocked to the floor and feel pressure in my abdomen from what seems like kicking. I open my eyes and see Jordan standing over me kicking me with no regret in her eyes. I hear her shouting names at me "you are so fucking ugly. Why are you still alive? Just go die you fat whore." After a minute or so I hear another voice and I look up through my tearful eyes and see Luke shoving the girl telling her "you bitch you need to fucking get your fake ass out of the way and stop being a hoe" I feel arms wrap around me and I smell Luke's cologne I start crying into his shoulder and he takes me to the football field to calm down. After I get my breathing back to normal he speaks out of the silence "how long has this been going on?" all I could do is panic (at the disco) because I had no idea if I should tell him that it had been a year and I just didn't want to bring it up or lie..... after a lot of thought I tell him the truth because I know he wouldn't yell or get angry at me.
---------flashback over--------

We finally arrive at the school so we can get off of this disgusting bus. I walk into the main entrance and walk to what will be my locker for the rest of the year and thankfully Luke's locker is only four to the left of mine. We practice our new combinations and put our books that we will not need for first period in there. Luke takes my schedule to see if we have any classes together and by the grace of God we have 3 out of 8 which is WAY better than none.
All I can think for a moment is "this year is gonna be a fascinating one"




----Authors note----
I know this isn't that good but I promise I am trying. If you have any ideas on how Ashton and Abi meet message me. I hope you are enjoying the story!!

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