I can't believe Ashton is little Ashton... The one who would always go home crying because the "popular" kids would bully him and his friends. The memories flood back. One day, Ashton stopped coming to school and the teacher said he had moved. Now he's back.. I hate to admit it but I have developed a little crush on him over the past few days
"Why me?" I ask, "Why hang out with me?"
"Well," Ashton begins, "I came back and they told me about you. And well.. I came up with the idea.. and so yeah"
"I thought you were different.. but I guess not" I shake my head I. disbelief as I turn to walk away.
"You know," Ashton's voice stops me, "with a little tattoos and some piercings, you could hang with us" I laugh at the thought.
"Why hang with you guys? You guys don't like me." I say.
"We do like you," Luke says, "you were just the first person we saw, so we decided to bully you."
"Well... I'll think about it" I decide, telling myself more than I tell them.
"Good" Ashton says. He cupped my cheek with his hand and before I could even protest, he give me a swift kiss on the mouth and the four of them walked away, leaving me to wonder what just happened.
