The Summer Before Senior Year

0.4

I woke up to the bright rays of sun peeking through the white shades of my window. Stretching my arms out and quietly yawning, I was hoping today wouldn't turn out weird seeing ashton since the break up.

I sat up in my bed and sighed at the thought and pushed it aside for the thought of a delicious breakfast that I will

soon have. I sat up from my bed peeling the sheer pink sheets off my smooth skin and reached out for my phone on my white night stand.

I smiled at the name on my lock screen, Luke. I unlocked my phone reading the message.

"good morning! band rehearsal is at Michael's he said you knew where he lived since you guys used to be neighbors?

haha come by at 12am!"

I looked at the time which read 11:30, and nearly shit my pants. Quickly I called Alison.

"Hello?" I said frantically.

"Whaaa, ya okay?" She answered sounding like she just woke up.

"Fine, can you please do me a big big favor!" I blurted as I jumped off my bed.

"It depends..." She said scared.

"Please pick me up and come with me to this band practice Luke invited me to, Ashton Irwin is gonna be there and I need you to save me from the awkward please Ali!"

"Luke? Since when do you talk to Luke Hemming's and what band?"

"Yeah he's in a band can you just come I'll explain later?!" I said rushingly sitting at my vanity braiding my hair as she was on speaker.

"Alright, Alright!" she hissed, "At what time should I pick you up and where?"

"Michael Clifford's place and in like ten minutes, shit it's almost 11:40." I groaned aloud.

"Morgan calm down, it's only band practice, just tell him you'll be a little late, now I have to be ready like I'm super woman." She chuckled.

"I know but what if he wants me on time, would if I interrupt the rehearsal?" I said as I applied mascara looking into the mirror.

"Oh my gosh, calm your titties girl. I'm sure they wouldn't mind."

"True..." I sighed setting the mascara down.

"You seem to like him."

"Like who?"

"Luke, you dingus."

I frowned in the vanity mirror at that insult then got up to look in my closet for something decent to wear.

"No, I just met him last night, why would I-"

"Moo-moo he's fucking fit and I can tell by the tone in your voice you fancy him and that your worried what he'll think if you are late." She cut me off as I laughed at my child hood nickname.

"Fine he's cute but I don't know him that well, and he's probably Ashton's best friend so I don't know." I picked out a red and white flannel, a grey tank top, and blue denim high waisted shorts pairing them with my black vans.

"Ashton shouldn't be holding you back...you two are over like you explained to him. If he's not over it yet, well he has to find a way to get over it." She ranted as I stripped off my big pajama shirt and put on an actually cute outfit.

"Alright..." I sighed again, "I'm gonna text Luke and tell him we'll be late." I said as I rolled up the sleeves on my flannel.

"Okay see you in a few love." She said and I hung up and started to text Luke.

-

After I ate a banana, not having a good breakfast as I planned before, and brushed my teeth I yelled a goodbye to my parents who were in the family room. I walked out to my driveway to see Alison waiting in her silver buggy.

I opened the door and jumped in the passenger seat feeling as if I jumped into a hot oven. Her thick brown hair was in a top knot, and she was dressed in yoga shorts and an American apparel jersey top. Even when she dressed like a bum without any makeup on, she still managed to look perfect and I was very jealous of that.

"How are you sitting in this heat?" I laughed as I rolled down my window, and she did the same as she backed out of the driveway.

"Air conditioner broke." She pouted as she made her way onto the road.

"Still could of had the windows down, you doorknob."

I grabbed the seatbelt only to mutter a curse when I burnt my hand from the small hot metal buckle, then finally strapping myself in.

"Starbucks?" She grinned glancing at me only for a second.

"Yes please!" I smiled.

-

We knocked on the door of Michael Clifford's house. He seemed like an odd boy but he's funny. I've lived next to him for a good year and he's a bit out of the ordinary I guess you could say? I mean not many people dye their hair different colors of the rainbow every couple months. But I guess he likes to be unique so good for him.

The door opened with Calum in the doorway.

"Hey!" He smiled at me and Alison sipping our drinks, then giving us both a hug.

I walked into Michaels home, Alison following behind.

"Anything to drink my ladies?" Calum asked, only to realize we had gotten drinks in our hand a second later he then face palmed.

"Actually, I'll have a young and frisky to flavor up my fruity ice tea!" Alison laughed.

I playfully smacked her arm, "Your driving me home bitch."

"Ugh never mind cal." She said then shoved the green straw back in her mouth.

"Where is everyone?" I said curiously.

"In the basement." Calum answered grabbing himself a juice popper then soon guiding us down the stairs. I saw Luke on a couch tuning his guitar I think, Michael was on his phone, Ashton banging on the drums.

Luke smiled up at me. "Morgan!" He shouted catching Ashton's attention. Immediately Ashton stopped playing drums and kept his eyes on me for a minute.

"Hi Luke. Hi Michael." I said as I waved to Michael with his eyes still glued to the phone, he looked up, smiled, waved, and looked back down. I looked at Ashton who seemed hurt to see me, "Hi Ashton..." I said quietly looking down at the floor.

"If you'd excuse me, I need some air." Ashton said quietly, Luke, Calum, and Mike watching him confusingly as he got off his seat and walked out the basement door that lead to Michaels backyard.

Everyone looked back at me as I awkwardly sipped on my drink.

"Awkward..." Ali said.

"When you said you knew Ashton, How did you know him?" Luke raised his eyebrows at me.

A/N: Awee poor ash :(

I hope this wasn't too long of a chapter to bore all of you. Sorry this took me a few days to publish I just started school so I'm pretty much a busy bee. it sucks.