15. Used To This

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Allie

I put out my cigarette out as I walk through the front doors of the school.

I couldn't even explain how great it felt to be with Ashton this past weekend. He treated me as though I was a queen and I was loving it. The smile on my face can't seem to go away as I think about it. He really was something, and he made me feel special.

"You alright?" I look up from the floor as I walk and notice Luke. He smiles at me, he was glowing. Something's up, it's weird of him to be this smiley, especially after our last encounter.

"Yeah," I frown. "Look Luke, I'm sorry-"

"Don't even worry about it," He smiles and walks beside me. "It's done with. I'm not the one for you and I've learned to accept that." His change in outlook had my head spinning. How did he change feeling just like that? Over night.

"Oh, are you sure?" He nods happily.

"Of course." As much as I know I should be happy about this, I frown. This was so odd.

"Did something happen that I'm-"

"Hey, Luke!" I hear someone shout from behind us. Luke and I turn around and of course, it's Sierra. I had no idea why my body felt sick when she came around or an intense feeling of unliking washed over me anytime she was near. She looks over at me and gives me an uncomfortable smile.

She's never looked at me that way before.

This whole day is already turning weird.

To make it even crazier, Sierra gets on her tiptoes and places a small kiss to Luke's lips.

Is this a fucking dream? I don't remember talking to him for her so how is this happening?

Why do you care, Alice?

They pull away and Luke looks at me awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck before beginning to fidget with Sierra's hand.

"I meant to tell you."

"No, it's fine," I say. "Don't worry about it." It was okay... so why didn't I feel okay?

"Oh, that's great then!" He smiles suddenly. He looks over to Sierra, who mumbles something to him that I can't quite catch. Luke looks back at me again, clearing his throat. "I think Sierra and I are gonna go walk around before the bell rings." My lips tug down even further.

"Oh, but we usually always walk together in the mornings."

"Yeah I know but..." He gives me the help-a-guy-out look and I sigh.

"It's fine, I'll be fine." I put on a fake smile and he nods.

"Alright, see you at lunch then?" I nod.

"Yeah of course!" My fake smile stretches further and Luke smiles wide before walking away with Sierra. Just when they're out of sight from me, I frown again.

That happened so fast. Last night he was at Ashton's door begging for me to speak to him and here he is now, Sierra's boyfriend? I'm just confused. At this point it's a definite that I'm completely jealous of Sierra.

I mean I'm only being protective of my best friend. He's been the only real friend I've had since like the fourth grade. Why wouldn't I be jealous? Now she gets all of his time and now I haven't really got anyone.

Well, at least you have Ashton.

The bell rings and I slowly walk down the hall, I was in no rush at all to get there. My mind was too occupied by something so stupid. Who cares if he has a girlfriend now? I should be happy for him. He's been chasing me for years and it was my choice to reject him. So why the fuck am I upset?

I walk into class, hoping to go and sit in my original seat in the back, but when I look up someone else is sitting there.

Ashton in his original seat beside it.

A dirty blonde sits, leaning into him as they talk. Ashton shakes his head and laughs at something she says and fuck.

I feel sick. I thought us connecting on a deeper level meant something to him. Moments of us showing each other our scars flash through my brain, and my stomach actually flips.

You've only known him for two weeks, what did you expect? That he liked you?

The blonde puts a hand on his arm and Ashton nods, smirking at her.

I was such an idiot.

Leaving my will to be more kind and change as a person behind, I advance toward my desk. When I'm inches in front of it, the girl stares at me.

"Uh, can I help you hun?" I roll my eyes.

"Move? That's my seat." She frowns a little.

"I'm sorry, but I sat here first. There aren't assigned seats in this class so I'm staying put." I laugh softly and shake my head.

"Move out of my seat before I move you." Suddenly, Ashton interjects.

"Not to be rude, Alice, but she sat here first. You really don't have to be so fucking cruel to her." He stares at me, brows furrowed. He was clearly frustrated. What was he protecting her for? Who the hell is that?

"No, it's fine," The girl nods. "I'll just sit some place else." Without saying another word, she gets up, moving to the middle of the classroom, away from us. Beside me, Ashton sighs.

What the fuck?

I take my seat beside him and look to him.

"What's your attitude about?"

"What was that about?" He asks me and I shrug. He was frustrating me. Did he actually just see me as a fling?

"I asked you first." He stares at me and bites his lip. Ashton looks away and looks up at the board for a moment.

"Nothing. I don't have an attitude." He slumps, trying to push it away but I shake my head.

"Don't even try that," I laugh. "I'm not an idiot." He frowns a bit and sighs.

"Alice. I don't want you take this the wrong way." My stomach churns and I feel like I might throw up. I didn't want him to finish that sentence.

Cause then Luke would've been right.

"What?" I almost snap. Ashton watches me and I notice he gets uncomfortable. He fidgets with his hands.

"I don't really want anything serious with you, not right now." I fucking knew it. My frown deepens. He notices and sighs.

"Fuck, I'm sorry Allie."

"Don't call me Allie." I snap.

"Alice," Our teacher speaks.  "Anything you might wanna share with the class?" I look away from Ashton and sure enough almost everyone in the class is staring at us. I could already feel the heat in my cheeks, I was red. For some reason, I felt tears well up behind my eyes. For what? I should be fucking used to this.

"May I be excused?" Mr. Williams goes to speak and frowns, closing his mouth. He could see it in the look in my face that something was wrong. He nods and allows me to leave.

I grab my bag, going to walk out of the class. I look back and Ashton stares at me.

There was no way I was going back to class today.

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