soft grunge || m.c

chapter two

(A/N: Ana's oufits will be on the sides or top if your on your phone lol)

After school, Ashton and I walked to the record store together. I was really excited to get this record. My dad and I used to listen to Guns N' Roses all the time together and I use the word 'used' loosely. We still listen to them when I get to visit him. My dad was put in prision a year ago for selling drugs, I was the only one who didn't know. My parents are still stuck in their pasts so they believe they are hippies, they get high, drunk and listen to indies rock n' roll. No one knows my parents, I don't really talk about them, I only bring friends around when I know my mom won't be there.

"What are you thinking about?" Ashton brought me out of my thoughts. I bit my lip and stared at the ground as we walked side by side.

"I'm just really excited to get this record" I smiled, he gave me his bright smile back. Ashton's smile could light up an entire room and i'm completely serious.

"Ditto, Miss Winters" He replied in a posh accent making me laugh, I pulled us to a stop so I could tie my full black Dr. Martens before I tripped and fell on my face. I've been made fun of numerous times for my clothes but I say fuck em'. In the end, they'll judge me anyway, so whatever. Also teachers can't yell at me for dresscode since i'm wearing tights under my shorts.

We got to the shop, Ashton opened the door for me, I mumbled a thanks before being greeted by the store manager. We were regulars here.

"Ashton. Anastasia." Marcus nodded in a silent hello. Marcus was a friend but he was 26, so he was obviously too old to be in school with us so we didn't see him much since he worked often.

"Hey Marcus" I smiled stepping us to the counter. He knew why we were here and he pulled old the record, handing it to me. Ashton gave him a ten, told him to keep the change. I passed it to Ashton who had a really big smile on his face.

"Let's get home and get this baby in the record player" Ashton tugged on my arm, we both thanks Marcus, telling him we would see him soon and walked out the door.

"Ashton, I need your help with something" I said after awhile of walking toward his house.

"What is it?" He didn't look at me but instead stared at the vintage record.

"Michael's birthday is soon, you know that. I wanted to get him something really special and I was thinking.. maybe a new guitar?" I bit my lip waiting for Ashton to reply.

"That would be great, Ana, but where are you going to get money for a new guitar?" He finally looked at me, I laughed and shook my head.

"Oh, don't worry about that" I stopped laughing because I knew I was going to have to use the money my dad made from dealing and it make me feel sick.

"Which brings me to ask you.. Why haven't we met your parents?" I knew this question was coming, I've been anticipating it.

"Um, well, they are very unreasonable people, not very social" I shrugged, of course the unreasonable part was true but the social part, not so much.

"Anyway, has Mikey been talking about guitars he want?" I asked going back to the original conversation.

"I've heard him talk about something like Jim Root Stratocaster with Calum" I smiled, I'm really hoping to get him the best present and I think a new guitar would be perfect.

"Thanks Ash" I said as we walked up Ashton's driveway, no one was there but us but I assumed one of the boys were coming sometime. I put the record in the record player and 'Welcome to the Jungle' started playing. I turned around to face Ashton and he smiled.