By the end of the day I feel like my hand will fall off any second from all the notes I have taken. You would think because it was the first day of school that they would take it easy on us, but apparently not. I look around the halls trying to find my locker, I already done all the homework my teachers gave and I really don't need to take my backpack home. When I finally find it I put in the combination and open it. Stuffing the books in the top and my backpack in the bottom, I slam the door shut only to be met with hazel eyes.
"Hey new girl! I feel like I haven't seen you at all since first period!" He fakes a pout.
"What does it matter?" I say turning on my heel.
"Well, that hurts." He gasps, I roll my eyes not at all effected by his words.
"Look, thank you for being nice to me. But I'm honestly not interested in a relationship, and not really interested in having any friends. I prefer my solitude, it keeps me out of trouble and away from all the drama." I spew.
"Well, you may be happy to know I am a great listener, drama free and I'm not trying to get in your pants, although you are very beautiful." He looks at me sincerely, and I almost feel bad for assuming he was trying to get into my pants.
"I'm sorry I wasn't trying to come off rude-"
"Hey walker come on man! We gotta go or boss will kill us!" A tall tan boy shouts interrupting me. He is standing with two other boys, one is pale with blonde hair and almost gold brown eyes and the other is a couple inches shorter than me, with a very muscular body. I look back at Brandon and that's when I fully notice that he is about a half a foot taller than me, and his eyes are a mixture of grey and green. And his arms ripple under the tight arms of his band tshirt. That's when I also realize he is clenching his fists.
"Guy's, just give me a second! He will be fine I promise!" He shouts at the three guys.
"Uh, you should go it sounds important." I say pulling my phone out of my pocket and checking the time.
"You sure, friend?" He says chuckling softly, he has a nice laugh.
"Yea, I gotta go home and do my homework." I lie, "you go do your thing. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Hey can I have your number?" He says blushing slightly, I laugh as he hands me his phone and I type in my number.
"See you tomorrow, gorgeous!" He says turning away from me, and walking away with his friends.
I blush slightly, ok maybe it wouldn't be to bad to have a friend.
I turn and walk the opposite direction, and straight to the principals office. As soon as I reach the outside of the door, I hear talking from multiple people. I cringe do I really want to know what's being said?
I decide against it, it's not that long of a walk home. As I step outside, I decide that the world is against me. It is pouring down rain.
I look towards the street, and decide it's not worth it. So instead I stay under the awning and sit at one of the picnic tables and wait for my mom. I pull out my phone after I feel it vibrate. I have four messages, all from different people.
Mom: honey, I will be another hour. I have two parents arguing with me over your little stunt this morning. Please call an Uber unless you want to wait.
I sigh, not really wanting to fork out the money for an Uber. I start flicking through the other messages.
Dad: I hope you have had a good day at school sweet heart, just know I love you and I hope to see you this weekend.
I decide to ignore his text, I'm not going to see him. I'm not ready to see him living with the man he cheated on my mom with. I go back to the last two messages.
Marcus: hey can we talk?
Unknown: hello beautiful 😘
I decide to also ignore Marcus and his attempts to rekindle things with me, and instead text back the unknown number.
Me: who is this?
Unknown: your beastie!
Me:huh?
Unknown: *bestie
Me: that doesn't tell me much
Unknown: you talked to me like 30 min ago Sweetheart.
Me: Brandon?
Unknown: took you long enough cream puff.
Me: are you calling me fat and fluffy?
Brandon: why on earth would you think that?
Me: you called me cream puff, they are fat and fluffy.
Brandon: not what I meant, I like cream puffs they are soft, and sweet and I love to lick the cream out of the center 😉
Me: I'm blocking you
Brandon: no please don't I'm just joking 😣
Me: lol I kinda figured, but I wanted to see you sweat haha
Brandon: I know another way you can do that 😉
Me: stop
Brandon: I was talking about you going to the gym with me, you pervert. I now feel violated..
Me: whatever you say
I look up in time to see a car pulling up to the curb, the car is a Toyota camry and it is a dark blue almost black. The driver rolls down the window and looks over at me.
"Miss is your name Ashton?" I nod, skeptically looking back at the man.
"I was sent to take you home, I'm your Uber. Your friend Brandon already paid." I chuckle lightly believing the guy. I get into the back and give him directions to my house.
Before I have time to shut my door to my house my phone vibrates.
Brandon: I called you an Uber because I saw you sitting outside and I figured you would turn me down if I tried to give you a ride. 🙄
I laugh at his message and reply a quick thanks before I walk up to my room. Once I get there I flop down on my bed about as gracefully as an elephant. I pull my soft blankets over me and I'm about to doze of when my phone starts blaring the song I hate everything about you by three days grace.
Well shit..
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Our Girl
Genç Kurgu***Currently being edited, also adding alot of juicy stuff*** When 18 year old Ashton, moves schools her senior year after her mother and fathers divorce she never thought her life would drastically change. When she meets someone who can make her fe...
