Miss America or Miss Australia // Ashton Irwin Fanfiction

Chapter 9 - A Day In A Life Of An Irwin (Part 2)

Saturday, 7th of February, 9:30 am // Grace's POV:

I woke up with a vibration from the bedside right next to me, assuming that it was my phone. I groaned as I wanted to go back to sleep again. I unlocked my phone to see that it was a text from Nicole.

"Hey gurl! Wat are u up 2 today? do u want 2 hang out? ^-^ o.O?"

"Hey Nic! Sorry I can't, I'm studying with Ashton today, maybe next time :)"

"Ashton? Why?"

"Because we both have the same lessons and it would be easier if we worked together? Is that alright with you?"

"Yeah, haha, I g2g byeeeeee! ILY <3 :*"

"Bye :)" 

Wow, that was weird. Nicole is usually hyped up, as soon as I said Ashton, she went from hyper to... down I guess you could say.

I went to forget about it and went downstairs to have breakfast. Brad was still overeacting over his stupid orange juice again. It's like it's his celebrity crush or something, maybe more like his girlfriend, not that he has one anyway. It was crazy. I greeted mum and dad "Good morning" with a smile. Cooked myself 2 pieces of toast with just butter on it. My family thinks that is kinda weird that I only have toast with just butter on it, but I like it and there is nothing wrong with that.

"Grace, do you want me just to drop you off at Ashton's house or do you want me to come with you and meet the mother?" Mum asked

"Mum, I'm 16, I'm pretty sure that 16 year olds get dropped off at friend's houses" I sighed.

Once I've finished, I went upstairs to pick out my clothes. It was a bit hot today so I decided to go for my new Ramones t-shirt that I got for my birthday with blue denim shorts with black vans. I wonder what Ashton will wear? maybe something basic, not like me anyway. Don't think about it too much Grace, he's not your boyfriend or anything.

I got myself ready. Doing all of the girly stuff that the boys don't want to hear. I put my clothes on and once I finished, I grab my books and my pencil case out of my school bag and put it in another bag that I can carry without hurting my back. I decided to wait for a while. I wonder how Ashton's getting on? I'm sure he's ready now, he usually is at school.

10:45 am // Ashton's POV:

I woke up with a yawn escaping my lips. I looked at my clock beside me, seeing that was quarter to 11. I went back to sleep, then I realise that I'm supposed to study with Grace at 11:00am. Shit Ashton, why didn't you set your alarm. I got up immediately and went to get ready. I picked out my clothes which is a Jimi Hendrix t-shirt with black skinny jeans and boots. I looked at the clock, it was 10:55 am. Fuck, I haven't brushed my teeth. I went back to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I heard the doorbell rang from the front door. Shit that's Grace. I ran to the front door and opened it. 

"Miss America! Just on time!" I greeted. 

"Well you did say 11:00 am didn't you?" She asked as she smiled sheepishly. Her thick American accent filled through my ears, it was so hot.  

"Of course I did" I laughed.

"Do you need a little more time?" She asked.

"Why? What do you mean?" I questioned.

"Um, your hair, it's um" She muttered.

I look at my hair in the mirror, seeing that there was a piece of hair standing end. Good job Ash, now you made her uncomfortable.