Drummer boy [5sos]

Chapter 1

Another day. Another day of waking up early to go to a place of complete and utter torture. School. I groan and roll over. Taking my time greeting out of bed. I don't care if I'm late.

They expect me to willingly walk through the doors of a place that makes me feel like shit. Most of the time I don't go anyway but I can't just not go at all... which sucks. I totally would lock myself in my room for the rest of my life if I could.

I put on my uniform that was scattered across the bedroom floor and her down stairs strait into the kitchen. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and scoff it down. "Ashton!" Harry my little brother yells as he beams into the room.

"Ready for school?" I ask him as he jumps into my arms for a hug. he furiously nods his head. Harry enjoyed school unlike me. He has so many mate when I have none.

"Let's go!" He yells jumping up and down. that's right it's Friday! I take Harry to school every Friday and the main factor which makes it a wonderful day is that it's the last day of school for the week. I pick up my bag and head out the door with Harry following behind. I get in the front seat and wait for Harry to buckle his seatbelt before starting the engine.

"Have a good day!" I yell out the window as Harry runs up the front steps of the school building. I wind my window back up and take a deep breath. Next stop.... hell. The school I went to was right around the corner from Harry's.

I pull into a parking spot and hesitate before opening the door. I head strait for the front entrance of the school when someone steps out I front of me nocking me to the ground. I look up and see a group walking away from me laughing. great start to the day.

I walk over to my locker when I see a couple standing I front of it making out. Can't they get a room? "Excuse me" I say but they just ignore me. "can I get to my locker please" I plea but the don't budge from the spot intron of my locker. I sight and walk to my first class with my bag still on my back. Luckily I had everything I needed for my first class with me.

I take my spot right at the back of class and sit my bag next to my desk. I grab out my English book and open it to a new page. class was boring as usual. nothing really ever happens.

When the bell rings I stand up and gather my books ready to leave. maybe I can get to my locker this time.

Suddenly the person who was walking past my des knocks everything into the floor. great. Very funny. I sit down a put my face in my hands taking a deep breath trying to keep tears from spilling. one single tear lands on my desk and I look up to see if anyone can see me. The class is empty. I get up and gather my books up off of the floor and shove them into my bag.

when I get out of the class room I don't bother heading to my locker I just head strait to my car. I didn't even make it to recess. I lean my head against my steering wheel and tear after tear falls out.

Should I go back in? Everyone will see me and know that I cried.

I instantly pull out of the parking space I'm in and go home. Nobody else should be home yet.

I reach our house and pull into the driveway. I get out of the car and walk through the front door into an empty house. I turn on the TV and collapse onto the couch. I just lay there staring at the ceiling not even realising that I'm slowly drifting asleep. I don't even remember closing my eyes.

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"Ashton Flether Irwin!" I hear my mum yell and I jump off of the couch. "I got another call from the school!" I knew she would say that. They are sick of me skipping. I haven't told her what goes on though. I don't want her to know that I'm being "bullied" she couldn't do anything about it. people do what they want to do. I roll my eyes and lay back down on on the couch. I hear her sigh then walk out of the room. well that was easier than last time. I didn't have to say anything at all.

I think I will have a couple more hours of sleep on the couch, have something to eat than go to bed. Sounds like a great plan. I close my eyes and slowly drift off back to sleep