Ashtons POV.
I wake with misty filled, red cluttered eyes. I thought he was different... he wasn't. I climbed out of my bed walking into my bathroom and splashing water into my face. I brush my teeth, gel my hair and walk back out to my room. I pull out a pair of black skinnys and a band shirt its The Fray... one of my favorites. I pull my clothes on and slip on some white Vans. I hated that my routine went by so fast cause then I would have to slip into hell. School. What was Luke gonna think at the way I acted. he's gonna laugh and call me fag, princess, and who knows what else. I just want to die. No one would miss me. No one. Nope. Nada. Zip. "Ash! come on!! You gonna be late!" I hurry down the stairs and fall at the last one. My mum having a laugh attack and me groaning at the soreness on my bum. "Shut up." I mumbled under my breath. "Alright move along Ashton" she said stuffing the laughs away. I open the door to find it raining. Wonderful. I jump in my car and slowly make my way to my school. Why can't I just die in some kinda of freak accident?! I thought to myself. I turn, turn again and again. I'm here at School. I park and check all my surroundings and slid out carful, not to attract any attention to myself. I hurry inside the building getting little 'uhgs' and 'Gross! Fags back! Think he's gonna cry again?' my eyes water a little and I turn and rush through the halls to my first class. Woohoo. todays gonna be great.
Lukes POV.
I turn over and my eyes almost pop out of there sockets. "OH SHIT I'M LATE!" I yell and literally fall out of bed. I scramble off the floor towards my bathroom. "Shit... shit SHIT!" I say up in a high girly like scream. I brush my teeth, gel my hair and run out. Then I run down the stairs I'm halfway out the house I remembered... "No No fucking pants. Pants would be good..." I rush upstairs changing my shirt for a 'plain white t's' band shirt, somehow wiggle on my pants and I'm down the stairs in a flash, out the door and down the road within 30 seconds. I see the school approaching and I drive a little faster. I park and speed my way out of my car and into the building. "awe Mr. Hemmings you came... hurry up the bell hasn't rang" My principal said with a sickly sweet smile... ugh. bitch. I race down the and into my first class oh shit... I have this class with Ashton... He probably hates me. Well what can I say I hate myself... "Mr. Hemmings care to explain why you were late hmm?" my teacher said. "Umm... woke up late?" I said as my best excuse... hey its true! Ashtons looking at me with tears in his eyes.. God help me... He quickly looks away because his taunting will only get worse... why do I have to be such a douche?
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I hope you like this because I took a lot of time well not really I just an really busy and all but im trying to get better! guys omg!! 1.1K reads!! this is a dream I owe it all to you!!! (:
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