Okay so since this is AU it doesn't fit like at with what actually happened, and yes Ash's age is off so they can all fit like in the same age group. Alrighty thanks guys enjoy!!
(p.s. there is language and probably future sex references and a little smut so yeah be aware if you don't think you should be reading it maybe don't. (or do what you want because idc.))
Chapter one
To be honest, my first thought was, "Shit I don't have the money for this".
I was the new kid for like the tenth time and I hated it every time. It was always my mom's job that went away somehow and a "great" new opportunity was emerging somewhere else, somewhere far from where we currently were. Every move was the same for me.. I picked out the flaws of the new area, school, and house. But when I got there after a short time i was making great friends and having a great time. I knew this time would be different because instead of starting in middle school, or elementary, I was starting my Junior year. Which was the worst time for me. Prom, the ACT, the SAT, and basically everything to prep me for the future was this year and i didn't know anyone to ride it out with. My new school was small and i new it would be hard to find a friend group to fit in with so i decided to just live with myself as my friend for awhile.
When I walked through the front door of the new house i hated everything, not because it was bad, because it was way nicer than my old house, but because it was different. My mom instructed for me to start unpacking my room. Its huge and great but I REALLY want to splatter paint the walls. But she says i cant because she likes the wallpaper. great another thing i cant change to help make this move better. As i was unpacking, the pictures of my old friends and school started to surface. I could feel myself start to cry, so i decided i needed a break. I grabbed my keys and ran out to go to my car. It was lightly raining so my visibility wasn't great but it probably didn't help that i was crying either. I turned on my car and blasted Blink-182, just to make me feel a little better.
As i pulled out of my drive way my phone slid off the passenger seat. I was expecting a call about meeting up with my friend in Chicago in a week so I felt like I needed it. I reached down to grab it and it fell farther than i thought so i just quickly took of my seat belt and lent down to grab it. As i got a hold of it my head crashed forward into the gear shift. I slammed on the brakes to prevent myself from running into anything else. And that's when i realized that i had already hit something. As my head peeked over the dash i could see something moving in front of my car... someone... My first thought "Shit I don't have the money for this".
I pushed out my car door so hard it came back and crushed me as i tried to get out. I finally got out and ran towards the person i hit. It was a boy probably around my age.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?" i asked hoping he could still actually speak. At first he just sort of rolled around and moaned a lot, but his legs were functional and he was just gripping his shoulder a little, just enough to crinkle his shirt, speaking of which was a Blink t-shirt. What a great coincidence. I asked again if he was alright and this time he managed to speak.
"yeah I'm alright, but WHAT THE FUCK?? were you not watching the road? i was in the fucking crosswalk."
Mad at the fact that he wasn't too badly hurt and still was yelling at me i snapped back at him. "Well sorry but did you not fucking see that a car without a stop sign was still rolling as you decided to stroll across the painted lines??"
"You could've KILLED me!" he said with a slight crack in his voice, which made me guess that i was right and he was around my age.
"I'm sorry okay!! is anything broken?" I was only worried for this prick because i really didn't have the money for this to be happening right now. I had never had a real job before, And i didn't know the area well enough to have an idea of where to work.
"No, but i bet my shoulders gonna be sore and bruised for awhile" he spoke fast and sarcastically enough that i knew he was fine.
"Okay well, do you need me to drive you home or something?" I asked, hoping he would say no.
"Well seeing as i live about two streets away i can just walk, but I'm probably dying inside right now so yeah ill take the lift." He gave a slight smirk as he said that.
And i could sort of catch a accent, European maybe?
We walked over to my car which had nothing but some small scratches on the hood and front bumper. I didn't really care because it was a piece of crap and i was hoping my mom would help me buy a '67 Impala. (The SPN car) I was always into a vintage sort of look so that was like on my bucket list for years.
As we walked up we pulled open the car doors and he groaned at the sight of my car. He was pretty tall and my car was pretty small, so I'm guessing it looked like absolute hell for him to get into. "What was this built for gnomes?!"
"No, it was built for average sized people. You're like a Sasquatch. Seriously how tall are you anyways?"
"Hmm, probably about 6'4"." He said it like it was a normal height but i bet he gets asked all the time. He was a giant! I made a little joke to myself about how that must compensate for something as i got into the car. It took him awhile but he bent in and adjusted his legs in the passenger seat. I looked over and saw that his legs were smashed up against his chest.
"You can adjust the seat you know, just pull up on that bar and push your legs back." I pointed to a small metal bar under the seat as i spoke, but he just gave me a look of confusion.
"Jus- Oh my goodness man just- here." I reached down across the seat to pull up the bar for him, then i told him to push back his legs. He slid it back as far as he could
and when the seat clicked in place he wiggled to adjust to the new position, he hit me in the head with his knee as he was doing so. I sat up and felt something trickle down my forehead and around my eye.
"Well shit." I said. "Can you get me a napkin from my glove department?"
"Uhh, yeah sure." He grabbed a few not knowing why I needed one, and once he saw the blood he got kind of worried. "Oh wow, did I do that?"
"No I did, i was leaned over when I hit you and i smacked my head on the gear shift." I have a bad tendency to act out my words with my hands too much so the whole time I was speaking I was fluttering my wrist and motioning towards my head. He chuckled slightly at the sight of my awkwardness, then he did the unspeakable. He bit and played with his lip ring. Yeah, lip ring. He had the perfect face for it too, because it didn't make him look like a deadbeat just more attractive. Which pissed me off because I did NOT want to like this kid. To distract myself from impending doom, I turned my car on and started to drive. My stereo turned on and it was still playing Blink.
To my surprise he started to rock and bob his head up an down to the music. He had this slight crooked smile that i knew could just reel in girls needy for love.
"OH YEAH I LOVE THIS BAND! BLINK IS MY SHIT!"
I wasn't totally surprised but I was happy to know that he actually had a good taste in music, I haven't met anyone that actually likes it. He started to sing along, i was listening to "Whats my age again" by the way so he was just repeating the lyrics again and again. (Nobody likes you when you're 23)
Once we reached the end of the street i asked him which street. He pointed down my street. I said, "Really because that's my street, you sure you didn't hit your head too?"
"No I'm good this is my street. I've been gone all weekend but i know my street.. I've lived here for a long time." If he'd been gone all weekend then he wouldn't even know I had moved in, great...
I went down the street and crept slowly as to not miss his house and cause us to spend more gracious time together. He pointed to his house and said "That one." I turned the wheel and let out a long exasperated breath. His house, was of course right next to mine. I didn't want to really see this kid again, and now hes my new neighbor.
"Thanks" he said. He opened the door and pulled himself out. As he waved goodbye he shot a smirk across his face and bit down on his lip ring. I quickly pulled out of the driveway and drove next door to my house. As soon as he noticed he had a huge grin on his face and gave me a wave using his whole arm. I was now even more frustrated about this move then i was before.. I was so tired and done, that i just ran inside as fast as possible.
