Don't Get Caught

Tell Me How You Really Feel

Recap:
        "Ah Lana. I think we passed in the hallway didn't we?" He smirked.
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"I guess it's possible." I said quietly not really looking away from my book. Ashton just chuckled and went to eating something he had on his plate. I heard Hannah groan in annoyance and I didn't even have to look up to know she was giving me a look of talk to him.

"How are you getting away with out wearing a uniform?" Hannah spoke up.

"I enrolled late so they have to order my uniform and until then I can wear what I want." He smirked lightly.

I wish I could slap that stupid smirk off his face. He was just doing it I try to be hot. I mean he wasn't failing which he knew and that's what made me want to sleep him.

"Lucky." Hannah mumbled.

"So what job did you end up getting Ashton?" Calum spoke up changing the conversation.

"I got a job working for this rich dumb ass named Jonathan Anderson ." He shook his head and scoffed. "Some rich guy that can do anything for himself and he has a daughter that's probably a spoiled brat. Thinks that she can have anything she wants just cause of who her dad is."

Hannah's eyes went wide and she looked at me. I never wanted to smack someone so hard in my life. He knows nothing about me or my father. Sure my dad may be a dick sometimes, but I sure in hell don't appreciate other people talking like that.

"Maybe you should give them a chance before you go off judging them. I mean just because someone is successful and have money doesn't make them all that bad. Your just assuming that's a typical stereotype. Let's say that's what they are by maybe this small chance. What makes you any better than them? Hmm... I mean now your the one being arrogant you asshole." I don't know where the boost of confidence came from, but I'm glad I said it. Immediately after I finished yelling at him I grabbed my tray and book and head towards the trash can to throw my things away.

"What's her problem?" Ashton said with an annoyed tone.

"Umm." I could hear the nervous tension in his voice. "That's Lana Anderson."
"Yeah and?" Ashton said.

"The daughter of Jonathan Anderson." I heard Hannah say quietly.  After that I didn't hear anything, it was silent. After I dumped my tray I decided the library was where I could go to get away.

The whole walk to the library I couldn't stop thinking about the words he spoke is that what everyone thinks of me? I don't like my dad being rich in fact I hate it. It made him a different person and after my mother died he just started working harder and making more money to where I'm home by myself most of the time. Except of course for the people who clean and work for him.

Once I got to the library I just sat in the back on the floor reading my book. 

"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt."

"Ah your reading Shakespeare.. any good?" A voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Depends on how you look at it... I mean Shakespeare was a brilliant man who knew what he was talking about. Although some of his plays are cliché. Also depends on who the reader is . Because someone who's arrogant may not see the true beauty behind it." I shot Ashton a look trying to make him understand I didn't want his presence and I didn't forget what happened earlier.

"Listen Lana. I'm..." I cut him off.

"No why apologize I mean after all I'm just to spoiled and unless daddy pays for it I don't want it." I stood up and rolled my eyes.  I hated him yet at the same time he gave me a feeling no one ever did. A feeling of confidence and like I could actually be my own person.

He just looked at me for a few minutes. I couldn't read the expression in his face. He looked angry, but yet he had a smirk. God that smirk I just wanted to slap him for it.

I was just about to walk away when I felt his hand grab my arm. He spun me back around and the next thing I knew his lips where attached to mine.