I dumped my Social notebooks and crumpled Algebra graphs into my backpack as I mentally prepared myself to spend the evening with Shawn.
How intelligent of conversations could we produce if we thought so ill of each other?
"Guess I'll find out soon.." I mumbled as I went to shut my locker. The door slammed and on the other side was Shawn, one arm supporting him against the lockers.
"What took so long?" He asked standing straight.
How did he know I would be here?
"I told you I would meet you at the front..?" My voice trailed off as he turned me around towards the stairs leading to the exit.
"Well you were taking too long so I figured I would speed it up and just grab you here," we marched out the door and into the crisp autumn air, "saves us time remember?"
He turned to face me as we made our way off the school grounds. I shrugged.
He put his one hand and his hips as waved the other in my face. "Quick and painless!" He mocked me with a grin.
I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he looked.
"Alright, no need for public humiliation there."
He shrugged. "I don't give a crap what everyone thinks. It doesn't really matter."
It was quiet a moment.
"Shawn, hey man!" A ginger haired boy called from behind us. We stopped to turn to see a group of three jogging up to us.
"You know Daemon right?" Shawn asked, suddenly looking a little sheepish.
I nodded. "Isn't he one of your crowd?"
Shawn laughed. "More like I'm one of his."
That confused me. Shawn was the leader of the morons, wasn't he? Then again I didn't see enough of him to really place him in a position as the alpha or the follower.
"Who's this?" Daemon asked as he ran his fingers through his hair and stuck then in his pockets as the two others joined us.
"You remember Astrid right?" Shawn asked expectantly.
"Nah man, only pretty faces stick with me." Daemon smirked. The two other boys laughed as my stomach dropped a little and my eyes stung.
I felt a light squeeze in my arms. It was Shawn. I guess that was his way of cowardly reassuring me it wasn't true. Perhaps.
"No, she's in our gym class. She's mean with dodge ball." He forced a smile and a reassuring look my way. He remembered.
"Yeah okay whatever, anyways, where are you headed?" He asked as we began to walk again.
"We are doing a project about the most misjudged people in society and clearly it won't be you because you're still as big a jerk as I remember." I heard myself snap.
The two new comers patted Daemon on the back whilst "ooing" and I heard Shawn stifle a laugh.
"Gee ma'am, apparently you're not so outspoken as I thought." Daemon glared as he raised his hands in a mock surrender.
"Just shut up okay?" Shawn said in the friendliest way possible. I watched Daemon stiffen.
"Hey are you guys coming to the party tonight?" The high-looking blonde called from the back.
I wanted to avoid going so I knew I would have to talk first. "No I don't-"
"Ill be there." Shawn spoke, avoiding eye contact completely.
I sighed with relief. No we. Just him.
"Great," Daemon patted his back, "and bring along
miss Ass, she could use some lightening up."
I turned to face him. "Haha very punny, but it's Astrid. Get it right or don't talk to me okay?" I already was remembering why I always tried to hit him in gym class whether it be with hockey sticks basket balls or kicking his shins in soccer.
This time Shawn stiffened and grimaced at the look Daemon tossed him. "Great taste buddy, great."
Shawn grabbed my arm and turned us away from the group onto a house lined road. "This is us, see you guys tonight!"
"You better be there, Mendes." Daemon called as the other boy in glasses tossed a football at him and they continued walking away.
"What the heck Astrid, are you trying to get me killed?!" Shawn's sudden tone change startled me.
I shook my head and furrowed my brow. "No! But he's one person who I wouldn't mind killing what's his problem? He was incredibly rude to me what did I do to him?"
Shawn raised both his arms and ran his hands over his hair. "You didn't do anything, Daemon just likes to have the control the power the respect and the right to make everyone feel like crap without him getting dished anything," we started walking again towards a family home, "just ignore him okay?"
"Don't worry I doubt I'll be seeing him again."
"Oh I wouldn't bet on it." Shawn mumbled as he motioned for us to walk up the driveway at the next house. "This is me."
The house had a decent sized porch two garages and a basketball net on the driveway. It looked inviting and warm. He opened the door as we stumbled into the warmth and welcoming smell of something cooking.
"Mom!" He shrugged his coat off and took mine. "We're home!"
"Who's we?!" A British voice called.
"She's a Brit?" I asked smiling.
He nodded before calling back. "Me and Astrid from Social Classes, we have to do a project!"
There was a moment of silence.
"Oh! The one you hit in the face with a dodge ball?!" I couldn't help but smile at the association she made with my name.
Shawn flushed and smiled too. "Yes mom, we are going upstairs to work now!"
"Alright but make sure you put away your guitar, it was in the office!"
We made our way up the stairs.
"You're a musician?" I pried.
He shook his head. "I just mess around, first room on the left go ahead and sit down I'll just clean up a bit."
"Okay." I turned into a blue room with a bed in the center and sat down on the end. There was a stand of trophies behind the door. They ranged in size and colour.
The door moved a little as a little girls head popped in.
"Sorry!" She went to turn
"It's okay! I'm just waiting for your brother." I smiled. She couldn't have been older than eleven.
"Are you his girlfriend?" She smiled wiggling he eye brows in the door.
I laughed. "No just study partner."
"Aayliah," shawn called, "can you leave us alone for awhile?"
She grinned mischievously. "Sure big guy." She playfully slugged him as he walked into the room and she left.
Shawn plopped on the bed next to me on his back. Arms sprawled out.
"Alright Professor, who's the most misjudged of the all?"
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Unattainable
FanfictionWhen Astrid Livingstone befriends misunderstood-bad-boy Shawn Mendes during a school project, the two form an unlikely bond becoming incredibly close friends. Finally someone understands them, but will it last? Is the friendship worth fighting for...