Rose Petals

Chapter 1

"Good morning class!" I cheered and walked to the front of the room. I turned around and faced all the students.

"Today I am going to start the story that is going to take up the rest of this week. Maybe longer. The life of Ashton Cambrillo." I spoke to my class. I finally learned their names. "Pay attention very closely to the details of this story." I spoke again. The class remained silent and focused. I went behind my desk and sat on the stool. I looked at the class again.

"I met Ashton at this very school. The day I met him was the day my life did a whole 360. And so did his. In the hallway, he got pushed into me by one of the jocks on the football team, and he dropped all his stuff."

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"I'm so sorry!" He said as he backed away from me and bent down to pick up the books he dropped.

"No, I'm sorry. Let me help you." I bent down with him and picked up two of his books and glared at the back of the guy that pushed him.

"Thank you." I heard him mumble.

"Where are you going with all these?" I asked as I looked at the cover of one.

"The librarian wanted me to take them to Mr. Ferris' classroom." He explained as he picked up one more book then stood up.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

He looked at me with a blank expression. "Don't think I can handle it?" He asked.

"No thats-" He cut me off.

"I can handle myself, thank you." He took the books out of my hand and then walked away. I stared at him as he walked.

"Damn fine." I mumbled to myself and headed to my next class.

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It's finally lunch time and I made my way to the cafeteria. Everyone was already at their tables chatting away instead of eating.

I started towards the lunch line when that guy from before stopped in front of me. He was taller then me so I had to look up at him. "Who do you think you are interfering with my toy?" He hissed.

"Excuse you," I snarled back. "I don't think-"

"Leave him alone." I was interrupted by another voice. I looked over and saw Ashton was glaring at the quarterback. "Dave just leave him alone. He didn't do anything." Ash continued.

Assumed Dave's face got angrier and he clenched his fists. Before I knew what I was doing my fist came in contact with his face and he was on the ground. "You bitch!" He screamed.

"Shit." I mumbled. I quickly grabbed Ashton's wrist and ran out of the cafeteria with a raging Dave following us along with some other football players.

"What are you doing?!" Ashton questioned angrily.

"I'm saving both our asses from a beating." I ran up the stairs and hid inside the janitors closet.

"What the fu- mmph!" I covered his mouth with my hand and held him close to my chest.

"Be quiet." I whispered in his ear. His struggles stopped as he heard Dave yelling.

"Where the fuck are you!" I heard footsteps run up the stairs then stop. "Come out you faggots so I can teach you both a lesson!" He yelled again. I heard the footsteps come closer towards us. Shit shit shit!

"Hey! What are you doing up here!" I heard a new voice. "Get back downstairs unless you have a pass." Thank you Mr. Madson! I didn't move a few minutes after that and the hall was silent. Then I felt a sharp pain in my hand.

"Ow! What the fuck you bit me!" 

"No shit Captain Obvious! Goddamn you were suffocating me!" He shot back and wiped his face. "Goddamnit why did you punch Dave! I had that under control!" He yelled at me. My brows furrowed.

"If I didn't punch him then he would have punched you." I said calmly.

"So? I could have taken it! Like I said earlier I can handle myself!" He yelled again. There was a thick silence in the air and then he sighed. "Im sorry. I'm just not used to people 'looking out for me' or whatever." He said. He looked up from the ground at me. His eyes are a light grey, like they are holding a brewing storm of emotions behind the iris.

"Lets trade numbers." I spoke after a few seconds.

"Why?" He asked.

I sighed and narrowed my eyes. "So that if you get into anymore trouble you can call me. I won't stop bugging you about it until I get your number." He sighed.

"Fine."