Reality *Ashton Irwin Fanfiction*

Chapter One.

I stared out into the dark night and look how the lights look so pretty in the night sky. The Wheels one my board were vibrating on the sidewalks concrete rough bumps.

my feet were smooth and I bent my knees a bit and my board became smoother as I went down the sidewalk into the late night.

I smile as I see the empty roads.

how I love to feel this kind of alone.

to clear my head, to feel my surroundings.

But my mind goes blank and in this moment I could care less about anything now it's just me and my board.

my long brown hair was pulled to the side and tied in a very loose messy braid my hood was up and I had a beanie on my head and I swear I could blend in with the dark and you would never know that I'm there.

you'd think it's an object but never a person.

I'm decked out in all black except for my jacket it's versatile a completely different color on the inside and outside which I'm wearing is white and the other side is gray with checker boxes that are grey. this helps with the any cops that come by if I get caught or something i just switch it and take off the hoodie and tie it on my waist and change my hair completely and my makeup if I have time, I would take up some lipstick and hit and run as fast as i can and ditch what i have behind,

and then bam that's a how too how i don't get caught.

I ride down and go faster on my board and make a turn into the parking of a hair salon and a Seafood Restaurant and went near the dumpsters and went behind the hair salon and kicked my board up and grabbed it with my hand and picked it up and in my other hand was a black plastic bag with cans.but i stop dead in my tracks and thought something really funny in my head of how i could really get back at these guys while i still can because they have been tagging on my tag for days, it really pisses me off, Do you understand how much effort i put into it? how hard it is to sneak out?

I would usually go bombing right here but now that i see what I'm seeing in front of my eyes I'm gonna have one heck of a night tonight, I saw a group of three. tagging on my tag.

I smirked.

" I'm not so sure you want to answer that tag fellas." they jumped expect for one. Their hands all stopped instantly. They don't look like they are from around here, but they sure are cute. they all had light eyes. They look away and look i too the one who didn't jump to my surprise i don't know how he did it to be honest, i creep-ed up on them, they should really have a look out.

I hear one of them say under their breathe "fuck." harshly to them it was a whisper to me it was a scream.

they all turn around and mentally I was shocked;but me being me i snickered.

the middle one was really quiet attractive his eyes were a light shade of hazel and his hair was ashy blonde he fit him really good,yeah the one on the left side of him was really cute too he had really colorful hair his eyes were really bright light faded blue i could see it from how far and how dark it was, and on the side of him was a boy with dark hair and really light but also dark eyes. They all looked at the one with the bright blue eyes and colorful hair.

He smirked as well, "Is there a problem Miss?" He smirks in the most strangest way as if he knew the problem was; i bet he did.

so they aren't from here, hes accent was very different from anyone Ive ever heard. i liked it.

i laughed " What are Aussie boys doing in New York?" the one in the middle smirked, oh how i wanted to smack it of his face,

the one in the left side speaks he looked different from the rest, more sincere.