He sighs as he sits in his seat slinging his bookbag down next to his chair turning to unzip it digging for his notebook and pencil. "Ash!" He looks up as he hears his name. She sits side ways in the desk next to. Jasmine.
"Ash what happened?" she lifts his chin with her index and thumb. Just this simple touch is electrifying. But he keeps his face blank. Touching his patch.
"uh this it's nothing, Its just a little burn" she still looks worried. and turns his face looking him over. "how'd you get burned?" she stared at a part of his head squinting. "it was an accident I was with Joe and-" she reaches a hand into his hair he pauses as heat spreads to his cheeks. she touches the tender spot from where his mom hit him. he hisses and draws back from the sudden pain. she looks at him pointedly crossing her arms.
"Asher cut the bull, what happened" he looks down and mumbles an excuse. She shakes her head, studying him; the dark circles around his eyes, his slightly hallowed cheeks, disheveled hair. "Ash..." she whispers " have you been drinking?" he jerks his head up and looks at her in confused shock.
"What no never, you know I hate that shit" she's about to say more but the bell rings starting class. she looks at him again before turning into her seat. he digs in his bag realizing he forgot his book. the teacher starts passing out papers. As he walks past mutters to Himself. "another day another migraine.."
Asher slouches in his chair, thinking Another day another lie.
