*I know where II'm going from now! yay! Requests are still OPEN! haven't had any yet though.... hm. anyway, on with the show chaps!*
That whole days was filled with glares from greasers and an apple juice filled ear thanks to Daves surprise spit across the classroom onto me. I texted Ashton to come pick me and Shay up and waited at the gates for him.
Kanaya had already foul mouthed a few greasers but had made plans for a shopping trip this Thursday to which I agreed instantly. The new black BMW pulled up in front of us and Ashton flashed a smile behind his Armani shades. He had recently got a pay rise and saved up a tonne of cash.
Our family was the proud owners of a Volkswagen (Mums), believe it or not a Mercedes (Dads) and then the new addition of a BMW(Ashton's). The neighbourhood was rather well off too so it was a good life, except for the group of greasers following us. Shit.
Ashton adjusted the rear view mirror and asked about them. I told him to go faster an just drive home, not to the shops or to Alice's (his girlfriends) and to avoid all the traffic lights he can, as the pack would surely scratch his new ride or break something off of it. I sighed in relief as they turned the corner and I just sat in the silence if the new car. Shay chirped up when he commented on the drinks holder in the back. I gave him a smile before passing him my half fine shed bottle of vanilla coke for him to put I the holder to try it out.
It was the beginning of summer and tonight, the family was going to a barbecue a coworker of dad's was having so I had time to chill. I face timed Karkles and he was surprisingly not so crabby and then messaged Gamzee and Tav. We were somewhat of close friends as gamtav was a thing now. I now had an hour until I needed to be out so I slipped on a purple jumpsuit, a pair of platform sandals and then a load of gold jewellery and finally a cropped leather jacket. messing with my hair and applying lipgloss, I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.
I was squashed between a moaning 13 year old and a rather over sized 7 year old named Ashton who was using all of the space in the back of the car to spread out his legs. We were soon there at about 6:30 and the garden was very well kept. Dad found his mates and started to talk to them with Mum grabbing a glass of champaign. I scanned for familiar faces when I saw Ashton plonk down into a patio chair and beckon me over.
"What happened earlier?" He asked in his rather stoic brotherly voice. I raised an eyebrow and asked what he meant. He mentioned the greasers that were following us home from school and then asked why I freaked out so much. I shushed him and just said that they weren't nice people (lie lie) and that they might of scratched up his new ride. He nodded and then looked around in search of his father.
I grabbed a cola before sitting next to my brother. I made eye contact with a person I was familiar with, sollux. Sollux? Mituna!!
I shot up and walked over to the brothers and hugged Mituna with all my might. He actually hugged me back but shrinked back into his sweater. His brother bid me goodbye to get a drink and leave us alone.
I asked if he had had anymore trouble with Cronus and his group of greasers. he shook his head before looking out unto the garden. The large fountain at the bottom if the garden was what had caught his attention.
"Want a closer look?" I asked him. he nodded intently and ran up to the statue. The small lagoon behind it was filled with carp and other orange fish the circled each other and occasionally bobbed for air.
Mituna giggled and ran his fingers over the slimy fish that swam about the waters. His back pocket buzzed and he checked his phone. I glanced at the name of the sender. It was Latula
