Chapter 3 - Unpredictable

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Amelia's POV

To: Ashton

If u rlly think I'm going 2 wear this, u can forget it

I texted Ashton speedily. I should have seen this coming, what is wrong with him!

*beepbeep*

I checked my phone:

From: Ashton

Aww guess we've failed then ;)

Ahh I hate him! I couldn't go out looking like this but I wasn't about to get a fail, a speck of dirt, on my crisp report.

I stared at myself in the mirror eyeing the monstrosity of this, dare I say, outfit.

It was a v-neck bandage style black dress only just covering my butt, stockings that stopped a few inches below the dress, knee high black combat boots and a leather jacket. I also added a white choker to make me look less bare, not that it made much of a difference, and the same heart necklace from the day before.

I took a deep breath and took a step outside the school toilets, my parents would never let me leave the house dressed like a lady of the night.

Clutching the leather jacket across my body, which was the only protection I had against the piercing eyes of others, I walked down the hall.

Hiding behind the school statue of Sir Armor Hill, I searched for my friends until I finally spotted them at the usual spot on the stairs.

"Guys!" I hissed.

Abbygael spotted me first and brought a hand to her mouth, "Dear God... what on earth has happened to you Amelia Rose Chamberlain?"

The rest of my friends and Adrian turned towards me, their eyes widened in shock.

Cassia just laughed at me, "I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation for this"

"Ashton. Assignment", was all I was able to muster through gritted teeth.

"Ohh your task of choosing each other's clothes?"

I nodded.

"You know who you remind me of? The Witch-"

"Don't. Insult. Me." I interrupted Adrian.

"What? You look hot", Cassia smacked his arm.

"Ugh whatever. I'm going to class early."

"See you there!" Abby called out.

Ashton's POV

"Are you seriously going to school like that?" Calum scrunched his face.

I winced at the yellow trousers, pale blue and white striped shirt, navy bow tie, navy blazer and brown boots I was forced to wear.

"Those trousers are something else"

I sighed, "I can see that"

"Why don't you wear a hoodie under the blazer?"

"You know what, I will" I said, reaching for Michael's grey hoodie.

"Michael! Can I borrow your hoodie?" I yelled upstairs, when he replied with a yes I proceeded to put it on.

It still didn't take attention away from the mustard yellow trousers.

*Shudder*

"She must really hate you" Calum shook his head smiling.

"I don't know... but what I do know is that she'll definitely hate Luke after today. After all he's the one that chose the outfit for her"

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