Double-Crossed (An Irwin Twins fanfic)

Chapter 2

[I this might be shitty and short cause I have a math exam tomorrow and I need to get a decent night's sleep, but I still wanted to update for you guys! Whoever you guys are...]

Ashton's POV

     I woke up in the morning, and by woke up I mean my alarm scared the shit out of me, and I unleashed my secret ninja powers and ended up landing on my floor flat on my ass. Groaning, I picked myself up off the floor and walked over to my closet, picking out a Nirvana T-shirt that looked like it had been flown as a flag through a war zone (I am refering to the brown one he wore recently, I think it was while they were in Dallas idk). Pulling on some black skinny jeans that took an embarrasingly long time to squeeze into, I hobbled into the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror the disgusting creature that looked back made me want to grab my razor immediately, but I controlled myself. I tried fixing my hair into something somewhat decent, but it was pretty much a single unstylable (uNQUIFFABLLLEEEE) entity that could not be controled by any mere mortal. Sliding on some more bracelets to cover the new scars that were poking out from the one's that were already there, I brushed my teeth quickly and headed back into my room. 

I picked up my backpack from the floor and headed out to the hall, before doing so I looked back one more time to gaze longingly at my comfy bed. Blowing it a quick kiss goodbye, Yes I kissed my bed goodbye, c'mon we've all done it, right? Right?? 

Stumble-walking down the stairs I went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple that would have to be lunch today, with mom still gone. Alex wasn't up yet, he wouldn't be until after I left, but he would still manage to look hours more prepared that I ever could. Putting in my headphones I started playing a nice playlist I had that was mostly ATL, Blink, and Green Day, but there was a little bit of One Direction in there as well if we're being honest. What? Dont' judge me, their new album is way more mature and I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a little bit of a bro crush on Niall 

I reached school and sat alone on a bench for a little bit, listening to my music, and waiting for the bell to ring. A few minutes before it did I saw my brother arriving on his skateboard, acting all cool with his perfectly quiffed hair and muscles that were bigger than mine would ever be. He skated over to a group of senior football players and a few cheerleaders as well, he was greated with high fives and bro hugs. Wow seems like he's already running the school, and he hasn't even been here for two days I thought bitterly, shaking my head of the thought I continued to space out to my music until I heard the bell ring faintly in the background. 

I walked to class, careful to avoid the tsunami of hormones, sexual tension, and drama that was commonly refered to as teenagers. Settling down in my math class, I pulled out my supplies and started doing the morning problem, it was really hard and nearly all of the class wasn't gonna get it. Not me, though, yep as if being ugly, and fat wasn't enough I just had to be really good at maths, it was practically the cherry on top of my miserable geeky existence. I got the answer in a few seconds and jotted it down on my page. I gazed out the window at the clouds and started spacing out, when a sweet loving voice that brought me so much happines, and so recently agony, snapped me out of my trance,

"Morning Ash, glad you chose a more toned down wardrobe today" Katrina said, with a sarcastic but good humored smirk, teasing me about the whole unicorn onsie incident. As I thought about it, the pain of what happened decided to come back and hit me in the face again. Katrina was with Alex now, I have no chance. Even so, why did he ask her out? She's not popular, or a cheerleader, or anything special, well she was incredibley special to me but still, why did Alex go for her? 

"Hellooooo earth to the Aussie" Katrina said waving her hand in front of my face, snapping out of it again, I turned to look at her and felt by breath hitch in my throat by how beautiful she looked today. Her hair was still curly as always, but in a low bun with a few strands still framing her face in the most flawless way. She was wearing a Blink shirt that, if it was even possible, made me fall that much deeper for her, she also had a pair of black skinny jeans and cute galaxy vans. Apart from the obvious I noticed something else, something that most people don't, peaking out from the mass of braclets on her left wrist I noticed a scar that looked worryingly new. I decided to ignore it, and knowing I had to reply at soemtime so that she didn't have to get my attention again I said,

"Oh, hi sorry I was just distracted worrying about the test Mrs.Taylor's gonna make us do in a few minutes." It was a complete lie, I could have written a harder test than the one she was giving us, I just needed an excuse to aim our conversation at anything that would help me stop thinking about the night before,

"You? Worried for a math test? You're the smartest boy I know Ash, actually uh..." she trailed off and began blushing, and I had to use all my self control not to melt into a pool of feels it was so adorable,

"I was wondering if you could help me study for the final that's in three weeks, it's on geometry and all that, and I'm just hopeless at it. Sorry, I know you probably have way better things to do than help me." She murmered, and oh god she could not be more wrong, there was nothing more I wanted in the world than to spend time with her,

"You're not all hopeless, I could totally help you out. And it's really no problem, between you and me I don't really do a lot of stuff cause I'm kind of the biggest loser ever. Do you want to come over to my house after school or something?" I ramble, likely making a complete fool out of myself, but in her beautiful Katrina-fashion her expression never showed a shred of judgment, instead she smiled and said,

"Sure, and then maybe after we're done I could hang out with Alex, it's perfect!" and boom, there goes my happiness, why does my brother have to ruin everything? I have only ever seriously liked one girl, he even knew I fucking liked her! And he decides to just trample all over that too and snatch her up, pushing me back even further into a pit of depression that already consumed too much of my pointless life. Instead of actually saying something, of course, I just faked a smile and got into my seat as Mrs.Taylor began passing out our tests. I knew all the answers, of course, and allowed my mind to wander, I tried to daydream about nice things like my warm bed or some good chocolate but my selfish mind kept coming back to one thing; How could I ever get Katrina to like me, and not Alex? 

[yup that's the whole shitty chapter I'm so sorry, it's not even edited so I apologize if there's a bunch of stupid spelling errors, I just need to get to sleep bc I have a huge math test tomorrow and let's just say I definitely don't have Ashton's smarts... Anyways bye love you, I'm going to have a busy weekend as well but I'll try and update and write a chapter where stuff actually happens unlike this lame filler chapter filled with enough runon sentences to wrap around the world 78 times. Lol k bye]