My Candy Love ~ON HOLD~

Ashton... Freakin... CARTER!

2 days later...

I walked in the cafeteria, with my homemade lunch. I felt a pair of eyes on my back, and I turned around, and saw familiar dark green eyes, staring straight into mine.

I blushed, and turned around, trying to hide it.

I heard footsteps coming closer to me.

"Ah, so your Isabelle." He said. "The nerd, the nobody." I felt his breath on my neck, making me shiver.

What the hell was the matter with this dude.

"If I'm a nobody, them why are you talking to me?" I asked.

"Because you aren't a nobody to me." He stated.

"Uh, yeah, I am." I replied. Yep, that's right, meet me, Isabelle Mona, a nobody, a nerd. I just wanted to actually have a successful life, not end up on the streets. But, you know, the Carter's don't need to worry about that, with all their money, they could get into university faster then I could say Burple Cheddar is Purple with a hint of Plurp.

Well... I can't say that very fast either way....

I walked away, popping a strawberry candy in my mouth. 

I entered the library, setting my lunch down at one of the computers. I turned on the computer and continued my assignment. The assignment was to make a love story, and I was not good at that. not even have I been in a relationship, I haven't even had my first kiss!

I am such a... Weird person. I bet even the nerdiest nerds out there have already gotten their first kiss! Like, Jeez!

I plugged in my USB, and continued to write the story.

I jumped into his arms, then kissed his cheek.

"How was work?" I asked. He smirked his one million dollar smirk.

"It was great, how was your day?"

"Well..." I tapped my chin. "It was okay... But, now that you're here, I bet we could make this an awesome day. I prepared a picnic, want to eat it at the park?" I asked.

He nodded.

That, was officially the worst thing I have ever written.

I checked my watch. Hm, 5 minutes left, that's enough time to eat a lollipop. 

I turned off the computer, putting a lollipop in my mouth. I exited the library taking a right, then a left.

"Ah." I said. "English."

Wait. English, means story, and story means USB! I checked my pockets, nothing.

"Crap." I mumbled, then ran back to the library, going to the same exact computer I always go to. I checked every side of the computer, every crack. "It's not here! No no no no!" I said, starting to panick.

"Are you searching for this, princess?" Said the same hot voice, that I've been hearing from everywhere.

I turned around, and saw the devil- super handsome devil -holding my USB.

"You took my USB?! Why couldn't you have left it in there!" I asked.

"Hey, don't yell at me. Someone was about to take it. Come out here." He said to someone behind him.

Victoria stepped out of the shadows, her makeup covered face almost making me puke.

"What? I needed it, and what better idea then to take something from a nerd!" She said, taking out her tiny mirror and adjusting her makeup. "I mean, no one would care if the ugly nerd lost something. I mean like, look at her Ashton!"

Ashton, looked at me from head to toe, I usually didn't feel like adjusting myself in front of mirrors, but right now, I felt like going to a room full of mirrors, making sure I didn't have something on my face.

He shrugged.

Wait, does that mean that he doesn't think I'm... Ugly?

"She doesn't even try to do anything, no makeup, nothing, she's just plain, and that is so ugly."

I scoffed. "Says the raccoon." I muttered. 

Ashton laughed, making the butterflies in my stomach go crazy- yet again. Victoria stared at me, her mouth agape.

"How dare you!" She screamed, then threw her purse across the room. "How dare you insult me! Do you know what I can do to you?!"

"2 words. Anger. Management." I replied.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ashton trying to hold in his laugh, but failing miserably, he ended up sounding like some dying whale.

Victoria's face heat up like a stove. "You will pay Isabelle, just watch." She growled, she walked over to her purse picked it up, and stomped out of the library.

Ashton finally burst out laughing.

"What?" I asked.

"You- you are just- you owned her!" He said in between laughs.

"I know, I noticed." I replied, then walked out of the library, finally going to my English class, which has already started.... 2 minutes ago!

I dashed towards the english room, trying not to trip. Curse you Ashton, curse you Victoria. I would like to tell you guys, this is my fourth time being late for English! I brust through the door, panting loudly.

"Ms. Clary, why are you late, the fifth time this week?" He asked.

"Maybe it's because I hate your idiodic voice."  I thought out loud.

"Detention after school!" He yelled, sounding awfully like a grumpy old lady.

"Blah blah blah." I mimicked him. Rolling my eyes.

Somehow, with those old ears he heard my blah's.

"Do you want me to make the detention longer?" He asked.

"Why would I care." I grumbled. I was really grumpy today, and I just hated this old fart. He is so annoying and is just so... UGH! I wish that another teacher could replace him.

I sat down grumpily in a desk.

~*~*~*~

Finally. It's over. My torture, is over!

I ran to the doors, bursting out of them in a full sprint. Suddenly, I smacked into something hard , but soft at the same time.

"Ow." I mumbled, holding my nose. I looked up to see a guy looming over me, I was only 5'1... 

"You okay there princess?" Asked a familiar voice.

"Yes, Sasquatch." I mumbled. It was finally Friday and I am not going to spend it, wasting my time on some tall guy, definitely not.

I dashed past him and onto my bike, pedalling right when I got on.

"What about your detention?" He asked out of the blue.

I froze in place. "Crap."