~ A m b e r ~
"Hey! What the fuck?!"
My face immediately crumpled into distaste and pissed-off-ness. "What?!" I yelled back through the door. "What's wrong?! Can't stare at my chest anymore? Awe poor you!" I heard him grumble some colorful words.
"You're the one who needs tutoring." He stated through the door. I sighed angrily "I don't need tutoring Mrs. Hoffman forced me to sign up. I am tied with you for top student, I'm not below you."
He sighed frustratedly but I couldn't care less how frustrated he is. I had the right to be mad, he on the other hand had no right to be mad. Once so ever.
"I'm sorry, alright?! It's just, you looked nice is all." I blushed slightly and opened the door again, but looked at the ground so my hair would fall as curtains. "Whatever." I mumbled and opened the door wider for him. Once he stepped passed me and inside I closed the door.
He took a sharp intake of breath.
"What's wrong?" I asked him, hoping he wasn't smelling some sort of burnt aroma from this morning's breakfast that Jan attempted to make.
"Nothing it's just... nothing. Lets get to work."
I shrugged, not really caring. For the first time I noticed the books in his hand as he placed them on the coffee table in the living room. He sat down on one side of the couch and I sat on the other, keeping much distance between us as I could.
"Okay, what is it you're struggling with?" He asked as he flicked open his finance book.
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"I know I know." I groaned and rolled my eyes, then slouched into the couch. He was explaining another topic that I knew already. He slammed the book closed, making me jump a little. "You just know everything in this book, huh?"
I shrugged.
"I guess so. So I guess this lesson, and all future ones planned, are useless and should be canceled. Welp, glad that's been solved!" I said as I stood up and clapped my hands.
"Thank you Ashton-!" I said as I grabbed his wrist and yanked him up, he wasn't as heavy as I thought. I started to pick up his books and put them into a stack "-Thank you for your time-" Then I picked up the stack of books and shoved it into his arms. He stumbled a little but still looked confused and a little surprise "-I hope I never see you again!" I said too happy for the words, then I opened the door and shoved him out.
"Hey! Wait I'm not-" With a thick, loud, slam the door shut on his face. Sighing in relief, I slid down the door and to the floor.
"Finally!" I mumbled through a relieved breath.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
"Amber let me in! We are not done here! Plus, you left my phone on the couch!" I glanced up to the couch and groaned to see he was right.
Stumbling up to my feet, I trudged over and plucked the phone off the couch. Coincidentally, when I picked up the phone it buzzed and turned on. I glanced at it and saw his background.
Him dressed up in a pearly white chicken costume in a pose that looked similar to one that is in the chicken dance. I laughed a little but stopped abruptly when I heard him groan through the door "You saw my background didn't you?" I laughed a little louder.
"Damn it! I lost a bet okay?!" Then there was a brief pause filled only with my laughter before he spoke up again "I lost two bets actually...."
I laughed harder as I made my way to the door.
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Hey guys!
Updating spree! I've just been so in the mood to write and it's great! It seems like Ashton and Amber are starting to get a long, at least they're not arguing like they were the entire story so far. Well, I know there was a time skip but I hope it was implied that they had been arguing the entire time because she "knows everything". Anyway, the fun is beginning soon! (Romance wise.)
Has you opinion on Ashton changed or was he still/he's always been a dick? Do you still/now think Ashton and Amber's ship is going to sail?
Amton?
Ashter?
Ashber?
Asher?
Ambon?
Which ship name is your favorite?
Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed! Let me know you see any errors or have any questions!
As always please vote, share, and comment!
Thanks guys!
~Ell
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