Powerless || Ashton Irwin ||

One

"Clara" My mother screams.

I'm late again. Shit.

I jump out of bed and drag myself into the shower. It was only my second day at this stupid school and I was late yet again.

I'd been before but managed to get out but they sent me back again after a whole year of trying to be 'normal'.

I ran downstairs fiddling with my tie my mum sighed deeply and walked over to fix it for me "I've called you a hundred times Clara" She said sighing yet again.

As soon as my tie was tied I grabbed a slice of toast and my car keys and ran out of the house without a word to my mother.

I arrived at the huge gates of the school and waited to be let in "Clara Jax" I called into the speaker phone

"Late again Ms. Jax" Ms Dronfield tutted I rolled my eyes "Yes Ms. That's why I'm not already inside" I say I sit for a few minutes until the gates finally begin to drag across the ground and I can drive in.

Ms. Dronfield was awaiting me on the top of the school steps as I walked up them trying not to fall over under her gaze.

Her arms are crossed tightly across her chest and her glasses are set on the edge of her nose as she glares over them at me "We do not appreciate tardiness in this school Ms. Jax" She said I tried to step around her but she stepped with me.

"It is not my fault that you got yourself put in here again Ms. Jax. I suggest you take it more seriously before some privileges are taken away" She said pointing towards my car behind me.

"You cannot take my car away from me" I exclaimed she raised her eyebrows at me "Not all patients are allowed to continue living at home. That privilege can be taken away very easily Ms. Jax" She reminded me.

I hated when she called me a patient. There was nothing wrong with me.

I was finally able to push past her and walk to my locker "Well it's about time you got here" I heard someone's voice call from behind me

"You should be in class" I told him turning around to face him he grinned at me the dimples in each cheek predominant "I'm your minder remember? Because you're the new girl I have to be very polite and show you around" He said straightening up and crossing his hands over each other

"It's not like I haven't been here before, Ashton" I remind him pushing him back slightly he laughs lightly.

"I suppose so Ms. Jax" He replied, his once strong Aussie accent had worn off a little since the first time I'd met him.

He leaned back against the wall beside my locker as I collected my books "What class are you in now?" I asked him  "Maths. I was aloud to leave because of my problem" He said smiling widely at me I rolled my eyes.

"Gosh, how often do you use that excuse?" He shrugged his shoulders "If it gets me out of class I use it as much as I can"

Ashton was so nonchalant about his 'problem' when to everyone else it was quite a big problem. Ashton though he shrugged it off as"No big deal" when anyone tried to talk about it.

"I suppose." I conceded

"I still can't believe you're the angel around here now" I said as I slammed the locker door shut.

"Well you shouldn't have left the last time, I had no one to mess around with so I thought I'd be the model student for a while" He said lifting an eyebrow at me.

"Right. Come on then angel, we'd better get to class before Dronfield comes" I said walking ahead and letting Ashton follow me to class.

The only thing that kept me here instead if trying to make a run for it was Ashton. The last time I'd been here he was my reason for, living, if that's what you could call surviving this place.

I don't think I could've made it through without him and as selfish as I was, I was glad that he was still here.

We'd tried to keep contact when I was released through letters as those who lives in the accommodation here were not aloud mobile phones and were only permitted one phone call a week but it just wasn't the same as seeing him everyday and hearing his cheesy jokes everyday.