His Nerd Next Door

What I Lost Is What I'll Lose

Ashton's pov:

"Okay.. good. Jake don't push back! No! Don't do that!" Coach yells intently at Jake as him and Luke practice in the ring for tomorrow's big match.

I felt practice was good to forget the whole incident that happened last night.

Last night I kept tossing and turning, I barely got any sleep. I couldn't stop myself from staring out my closed curtains.

"You look like shit." Zander says from beside me. I roll my eyes as I look at him giving me one of his judge mental looks.

"I'm fine." I say sitting back in my seat and watching Luke and Jake throw punches at each other back and forth.

"Please, everyone knows that it goes from great, good, okay, bad, horrible, f*cked up, and then fine." He says squinting his eyes at me.

"What do you want me to say? I'm so happy I could poop glitter and rainbows right now. Happy?!"

He gives me another look before coach yells over at us.

"Okay! I want Zander and Ashton on." He says pointing at us then the ring. We both nod our heads avoiding coaches wrath and head in.

After putting on our protective gear, we both start off circling each other.

"Okay pretty boy, show me what you got." Zander says with a wild grin on his face.

I smirk as I head for his arm and punch it once. His grin falters a bit but it never completely drops.

He goes for my side but I quickly move so I can punch him in his rib.

Quickly after that, I feel a punch to my elbow and I look over to see Zander somehow in the last second got fully behind me.

"Ashton head in the match." Coach says as I snap out of my trance.

"Keep up Ashy Poo." Zander says in a high pitched girl's voice.

Suddenly, I get a flashback when Samantha called me that in the hallway.

I was confused at first since that day she announced her and Luke were dating, but I brushed it off thinking Zander told her to say it or something.

I'm still confused yet pissed that Julie was with her.

I started to hear giggling from the kitchen and when I walked in, I saw Julie and Samantha sitting side by side. So many thoughts were running through my head I couldn't even think straight.

It wasn't until Julie came knocking on my door that I snapped.

She couldn't pick a side.

She couldn't pick the people who have been there for her verse the person who hurt her and one of my closest friends.

I experienced what it was like to be chosen over before.

I was little, maybe second or third grade. About once a month, my dad would invite his 'friends' over to hangout at our house.

It was noon, and later on, I had my very first spelling bee that I was afraid to attend.

Believe it or not, up until I was in fifth grade, I had stage fright.

But it was shitty nevertheless.

Anyways, after lunch was over, they invited him to come with them to some fancy new bar that opened up.

He knew I had a spelling bee. He knew that I had been practicing for weeks. And he most certainly knew that I not only wanted, but I needed him there.