Me, Myself, and You

Chapter 18

Ashley 

I walk into school with everyone looking at me. I ignore even though it's really bothering me. 

I slump down into my chair waiting for class to start. I pull out a pen and draw on my wrists. 

"Is it true?" a girl asked me. I think it was the girl who invited me to that party. 

I lazily look up at her, "What?" 

People start to gather around my desk, "That you went down on Dean." 

I slammed my desk and stood up. I pointed accusingly at the people in the room, "Tell the teacher I'm late." 

I stormed out of the classroom and went for Dean. I know exactly where he is, and I can't to embarrass the shit out of him.

I peeked through the window to look for Dean, luckily he was sitting in the middle and no teacher was there yet. I open the door open viciously, and storm right to his desk. 

"Hey Dean," I spit, "I wanted to know how I went down on you." 

Everybody turned their desks around. 

He stuttered, "You WISH I went down on you. You're upset I didn't wanna suck your -" 

"What's going on here?!" a teacher walked in. 

"You're student here, Mr.Phillip, is telling I went down on him! Isn't that crazy?! I mean would you 'go down' on a clown?" I pulled out my homework I just so happen to have for his class, "Here, my homework." 

I walked out knowing I'm probably going to be sent to the principle's office. I went back to class and took a nap. 

Eh, I'll grab the notes from somebody else later. 

"Keep on pushing!" I punched the bag harder and harder until I couldn't breathe. 

My instructor patted my sweaty back. 

I lied on the ground, and breathed. I saw a figure above but I couldn't recognize the face. 

"Tired tiger?" Mason offered his hand but I rolled over and got up myself. 

"Just a good way to let off steam." I undid my gloves and looked at my bloody hands. 

"Does it hurt?" Mason gently took my hands. I pulled them back, "Nope." 

"Wanna go?" he asked? I nodded my head yes but right before we left I threw a punch at a bag. 

Wasn't a good idea... 

While I was driving my hands hurt like hell. I tried to ignore it, but Mason noticed. 

"Pull over." he instructed.

"No we are almost there." that wasn't true. We still had 15 minutes left. 

He gave me a cold look so I tried to pull over as fast as I could. 

"Get out." 

I did as he said and let him drive. I haven't been driven around in a while and I actually enjoyed it. I closed my eyes and let the wind blow my hair.

"I'm gonna drive you around more." I rolled my hair over to see Mason smiling with his mouth closed. 

"Why?" I don't know why I'm questioning. Now I'm crossing my fingers he doesn't take back the option. 

All he did was smile at me and I smiled back. 

Something was off about him. He was acting sweet. 

"What's up the act?" he laughed at me. 

"What act?"

"You always act so bad, no you act sooo nice to me..."

"Ha.Ha." that all he said. Maybe I hurt his feelings? If so do I feel bad? I mean it was only a question.

I looked out the window to the passing trees. We pull into my driveway and I see Dean holding a bouquet of flowers. Mason's grip tighten around the steering wheel but I told to stay in the car. 

"Hey, Ashley." he offers me the flowers but I keep a poker face. 

"No asshole." 

"Look I'm sorry. I thought you didn't want me, you know I saw Mason pulling up behind me." 

I looked back at the car and back at him. 

"Doesn't mean I was doing anything." 

He looks down, he doesn't believe me. That's fine. I don't mind AT. ALL. 

"I needed a way to be pissed Ashley." 

"Oh well, fuck you." great combat I know. 

I brushed past and and went inside. After an hour Mason didn't come but my car was still in the garage. I stared out the window for a while. I wasn't sure what I was thinking about but I was thinking. 

"Isn't this the perfect painting." 

Mason sat down across from on the window still, and placed pizza between us. 

"So romantic." I said pointing to the pizza box. 

He laughed at me and opened the box and pizza smells filled my noise. 

"My life is so boring." I told him. 

"Don't you ever want to leave this place? I mean we live in California and why don't we go to Hollywood." 

"But when would we? I mean I guess winter break is coming soon." 

"I was talking about now." 

"No, no, no, no, I need to stay at school. This is our last week Lane before we go on break. Hold your horses." 

He gets up and close to my face, "Whatever you want tiger, and by the way I don't know if I'll be able to hold my horses around you." 

And as usual he leaves. 

2 questions : 

1. What the hell was that?! 

and 2. Why would he just leave free pizza for me?