Viscious Circle

Chapter 2

Saturday morning, I woke up barley past 11am. I rolled over onto my stomach under my fluffed up comforter, in my fluffy sheets. Lasily I reached out from my blanket fortress and slid my hand around my bed side table until I hit my charging phone. Clicking it on, I saw that I had a missed message. It was from my boyfriend.

Ashton: hey princess

I smiled, but didnt respond. It was sent at 3am, and knowing Ash as well as I do, he was still soundly sleeping. So I scrolled through my instagram, and headed down stairs. My dog Tux, a border collie that we rescued last year, bounded after me. He was so loyal. The door to my sister Kate's room was closed, meanig she was still sleeping. Mom was dipping her tea bag gently into a cup of hot water, dad was not in sight, probably in the den.

"Morning mom," I said, grabbing an apple from the fridge.

"Morning hun," mum said. Tux attacked his food the second I dumped it in his silver bowl, his name painted on the side.

"I think Im going to go to the mall with Celeste after my morning run," I said, knowing Celeste was always up for the mall.

"Ok. I can drive you if you like," she offered.

"I dont know, mum. But Ill get back to you."

Pulling on my black spandex running shorts, I sighed as I noticed that I had put on a bit of weight; my thigh gap was smaller then I wanted. I pulled on a black sports bra and loose, light blue, Under Armor runners jacket. I tied on my silve trainers and hopped down the wooden stairs. At the bottom, I fasened on Tux's black harness, Kate coming up in black leggings and a flowy cropped red Nirvana shirt. We both actually like Nirvana, unlike many of the people who wear Nirvana shirts.

"See you later, Im going to Andy's," Kate said, reffering to her boyfriend Andy. She was so pretty, 16 years old and captain of the cheer squad. She ran some pink gloss over her lips and smiled at me. was jelous of how skinny she was, and tall. I was only 5'1".

"Ok, tell him I said hi," I said. Kate and I were really close, rare for sisters.

Finally we came home, after 7 miles, winded but happy. I finished off my water bottle and Tux ran for his water bowl. I texted Celeste to meet me at the mall in an hour, then jumped into the shower.

We came back hours later, and decided to have a sleepover. In my big orange painted room, we dropped the bags on the carpet, grabbing pjs from the drawer. I pulled on a fitted white tanktop and blue plaid pj pants. I pulled my dark brown colored hair into a ponytail and washed off my makeup. Cel and I would most likely spend the evening watching movies and eating popcorn.

"Hows Ash?," she asked.

"Perfect," I said, grinning at his name. "We have plans for dinner Friday night, and we'll prbably end up hanging out this week."

"Good. I love seeing you so into a guy."

Celeste had been my best friend since we were 3. She is taller then me, standing a 5'4", and has dark brown hair, straight. Her blue eyes match mine, and she is skinny. She's on the softball team and we play volleyball together, co captains. But she knows I perfer running to basically anything.

On Sunday, dad made Celeste and I pancakes. Kate ate with us, then went to her friend Lexa's house. After Celeste left, I sat at my desk and, reluctantly, started my mountain of maths and science homework. I pulled open the drawer of my desk were I stash my emergancy Haribo gummy bears, but then looked down a my legs. I needed to shed some weight before eating more of anything. Putting it out of my mind, I started my homework. Suddenly I felt hands cover my eyes and blowing in my ear.

"Ashton!," I yelled. He popped out in front of me, placing a kiss on my cheek. He sat on the bed, next to the desk.

"I missed you, and couldn't wait until school to see you," he said, his Australian accent was so sexy. Ash had a back story. He moved here last year from Australia because the bullying he endured got so bad. His mum moved here with him because she was worried that his cutting problem would worsen into more suicide attempts, and here he is happy. I love everything about Ash, he's fucking hilarious. We started dating a few days after he came to my school. Being that Im 14 and he's 16, its as much of a dating relationship as someone our age can have.

In the morning, Kate and I usually ate breakfast together. Today I skipped my usual cereal and ate some yogurt instead. Less carbs. Back in the vacinity of my own room, I grabbed the light grey skirt I had to wear to school and my white polo with the school logo, Penistone High School. I slid on white ankle socks and black converse, as were are allowed to wear any shoes with our skirt and polo. Kate is in college, year 12.

"Gryff!," someone called down the hallway as I stuffed a book into my locker 4th period. It was my friend Claire. "Party at my house, Saturday night. Its gonna be huge!"

"Im so there," I said, grinnign at Claire. Even though I would only be hooking up with Ashton. Celeste strolled over to me, her black converse matching mine.

"You got invited too?," Cel said, sighed and opening her locker which was conviniently placed next to mine.

"Of course," I said, shutting my locker an leaning on it. I only had 5 mintues to run to 5th period maths but I couldnt care less.

"You going? I am. I need major hook ups, Gryff Gryff."

"I will too. She has a huge house, and me and Ash will finally have some where to hang out alone."

"Do you think you and Ash will... you know..," he voice trailed and she gave me suggestive eyebrows.

"Celeste!," I smacked her. "No, we wont be. At least, I dont think so. Maybe."

That night, I got the ok from my mom to go to Claire's party, and I texted her with the ok. Ashton and I planned to meet up and hang out the whole time. He made me feel so special.

"Hey Gryffin, time for dinner," Kate said, peaking her head into my room.

My life was so good.