Dragging myself into this hell hole was a struggle every morning and by hell hole I mean school.
Now I know I sound like a pessimist but I'm not I'm a realist.
Sending kids into a building filled with a bunch of judge mental assholes isn't right in my eyes.
High school was just a phase to me, just another stage of growing into an adult.
Spending countless hours learning bullshit that I won't actually use in real life, but I'm happy to complete the work and get in to college to leave this city in the dust.
Pulling open the big iron doors to school and drawing no attention to myself literally , I wish it was one of those stories where the girl waltzes into school and everyone's eyes are draw to her if I ever said that happened to me I would be lying.
Quietly walking through the crowds of people desperately just trying to get to my locker then get to class with no confrontation or eye contact with anyone.
I tend to keep to myself I mean what's the point if having friends if everyone I know leaves, there is no point of putting myself through the heartbreak of losing friends.
I make my way to my first hour which is math.
Calculus to be exact and it was extremely easy to me so I just spend that class doodling or looking out the window.
Mr. Russell was going on but something I figured I already knew about so I was blankly staring out the window at the moment and I was pretty content with that.
I was brought out my thoughts when Mr. Russell stops his lecture to open the door for a late student.
Or should I say the one and only Ashton Irwin.
I didn't even think he was coming back to school after what had happened last year let alone waltz into class late.
I don't really know what happened I don't think anyone does know the whole story of why Ashton went rogue snapped at his teachers and friends, also missed an incredible amount of school in my eyes at least.
Apparently he also fell into the wrong crowd and did or does drugs and parties frequently.
As much as I'm repulsed by his attitude and choices something about him intrigued me.
Like let's start off with his god like complex he might be an asshole to everyone including me in the past but none of that can taint his beauty.
And I know I sound like a judge mental asshole myself but it wasn't Ashton that's repulsed me it was just the choices he made recently that's what I didn't understand and maybe he had a good reason for it I don't know, so I'll just keep my judge mental comments to myself as usual.
"Since you're late Ashton the only seat left is the one next to Carter in the corner your seat will be there for the rest of the year, now take your seat so I can resume."
Mr. Russell states like it's no big deal obviously not noticing my discomfort about this seating arrangement.
Ashton plops down in his seat with a huff then shifts to look at me then back at the board.
This is gonna be a long year and I know it.
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Found // Ashton Irwin
FanfictionShe knew there was something off about Ashton from the moment she laid eyes on him