The bell finally rang for me to leave that dreadful math class.
Once again walking out the door into the hallway avoiding eye contact and any human confrontation I just wasn't in the mood today, scratch that I'm never in the mood for that.
I was making my way to my locker when I ram into Michael Clifford..great.
The guy that ruined the straight A student, top of the class, valedictorian jock that gets all the girls, yes Michael Gordon Clifford is the human being that supposedly tainted the one and only Ashton Irwin.
I don't know how exactly it happened but after Michael and Ashton became friends Ashton never showed for class and therefore the work never got turned in.
The kid had a full ride scholarship to College apparently and he threw it away and I don't understand why.
It's mind bottling really.
Quickly scrambling to grab my textbooks before he even has time to acknowledge my existence.
"Damn Morello haven't seen you in ages, finally decide to come out of your cave I see ." Michael states and I visibly cringe at the sound of my name rolling off his tongue so easily.
"Wow Michael you're just the same old asshole you were back then aren't you?" I say with a smirk, Michael has been the "bad boy" since 9th year but bad boy my ass more like extremely privileged child that was acting out as a cry for help to his parents.
"Ooh it speaks, look at that guys it's a sight to see truly the Carter Morello actually speaks." He says with a slow clap drawing some attention to us.
"Don't you have somewhere to be like getting high or fucking some random girl why are you even here? I thought the big bad Michael Clifford doesn't come to school?" I ask shoving the remainder of my books in my bag.
"We came to get Ash and Sander to skip 5th and 6th period"He says with a grin like that's something to be proud of.
"Great. Now I have to get to class so I can actually achieve something in life."I state pushing past them.
I hear Michael say something faintly not exactly catching what he said as I round the corner to history
I walk into class and sit next to Sam.
Ya see maybe I was lying that I have no friends I have Sam and Charlie who is Sam's brother but there personalities are completely different than mine.
Sam is more worried about being popular than anything else,
And Charlie on the other hand is very quiet but gives amazing advice at times I feel like he is a 80 year old man in a seventeen year old boys body.
Frankly I don't understand how Charlie puts up with Sam all the time honestly cause I spend barely anytime with her but I always have the urge to hit her.
Not that I'm a violent person or anything she is just really annoying at times.
I spend most of the hour looking out the window and trying to block out Sam who is talking about what color she wants dye her hair.
This is just gonna be a long day.

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Found // Ashton Irwin
FanfictionShe knew there was something off about Ashton from the moment she laid eyes on him