When I get to school I go to the counselor's (Ms.Kern) room where the counselor tries to get me to talk for about twenty minutes then gives up. Once that happens I have the rest of the period as a free period.
I usually just sit on the hallway floor and read but, today I decide to go outside today which is weird because I barley ever go outside. I like to just sit inside. I even have my own corner in the library where no one else sits.
When i get outside i see that Ashton's outside. Sitting on a swing. He has a frown on and on his wrists are cuts. Some look new.
I hope he's okay.
Probably not though.
I sit on the swing and yet again pretend to read. This time im trying to gather the nerves to talk to Ashton.
But before I get the nerve to say anything the bell rings. We both get up and walk into the school. My next class is English. Great.
When I get into English class there is about three other kids in the room. Jack (a boy with bright blue eyes you can see all the way across the room), Kate (a girl who often likes to bite her nails), and Ashton. I sit in my seat and start to write. Im writing this story about a girl who is abused and eventually all her friends leave her.
Sounds great right?
"Ok kids! We are going to start another project today!" Miss Ollie says to us making a bunch of people groan (including me) "And I will be picking the partners by pulling your names out of this hat." She says while holding up a dark brown Abraham Lincoln style hat up. "Ok. First is Calum and...." Well. This sucks. I could be with anyone. And I hate almost everyone. Every one but, "Ashton." She says I sigh in relief.The one person i dont hate.
But I still have to something I haven't done in over five years. Talk.
Usually I just work alone because no one wants to work with me but, Ashton might actually want to work with me.
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The Lonely Ones ( Cashton)
FanfictionAshton Irwin. 18. The loner. Never talks. Never smiles. Never does anything but listen. He is always alone. Has been since he was born and his parents left him with his 48 year old Grandma. All his classmates think he likes to be alone, but inside h...
