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❝luke + michael = ♡❞

People were crying everywhere. Different multi-colored flowers scattered around the school with a note or a picture attached to almost every one of them.

At this point, I thought they were gonna just call school off, all for the death of Ashton Irwin.

Me being at the bottom of the school's 'food chain', I really didn't know much about this Ashton kid.

All I knew is that he was known for his bubbly personality and a laugh that could light up the whole room.

I saw his sister walking down the hallway that I was in, no expression on her face blotchy face, incredibly red from crying. Her usually silky soft blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, a very bad looking one at that. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hands were shaky. She walked by, not glancing up, or even saying a word. I don't blame her though; Having lost almost everybody that I loved and cared about, I knew exactly how she was feeling... like her entire world was falling apart. Poor girl, I sorta felt bad for her.

I watched as she walked over to the wall, the one which was filled with pictures, lit candles, and bouquets of flowers. Her tiny frame, only about 5 feet tall and 90 pounds, stretched her arms and got on her tiptoes to reach what looked like a picture.

I saw her struggling, and decided to help her.

I walked over to her and reached out behind her, But when I touched the picture, it simply fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry Lexi, I was trying to he-" I started but was abruptly cut off by her simply picking up the picture from the floor with her perfectly manicured hands, turning around, and ignoring me... like I was never even there.

Gosh, I didn't know the populars could be this mean. All I did was try to help, and look where that got me.

I ignored it, well not so much ignored it because it kinda hurt, but just brushed it off.

Since most of the people at school were in classes, there wasn't really anywhere I could go. Considering the fact that I never showed up. It's not like anyone noticed, and even if they called my mom, she wouldn't answer. She was always crying and blankly staring at walls, and my dad was a workaholic. He was never home, he didn't have any reason to be.

I let out an over exaggerated sigh and ran my fingers through my tangled dark brown hair, making the decision that I should just walk home. There were only 3 periods left of school, what did I have to loose?

I walked to my locker to get my hoodie, taking my time looking at the identical lockers. They were all blue, a shitty color in my opinion, and to make things worse the paint was chipping from almost all of them... Making a shitty row of lockers look ever shittier.
"341, 342, 34... here." I had mumbled to myself, staring blankly at the blue locker, number 343.

I twisted the lock back, then back again, and then again, pulling it down, unlocking it. I looked over at the scribbled words written on the locker beside mine.

'Michael Clifford is a sex god.' It had said, written clear as day on none other that Luke Hemmings' locker.

"Little shit-head." I giggled. I seriously think that Luke and Michael are in a relationship, because god they sure do act like it.

Focusing my attention back on my own locker, I twisted the lock off, swinging the door to my locker open. Only to reveal a huge mess of crumpled up school work, that was probably weeks overdue, Books which were in no particular order, and the only thing I cared about... my jacket.

I grabbed it by the hood, a couple papers falling out and onto the floor during the process. A couple papers which I didn't bother to pick up, or bother to care about.

I slipped on the black hoodie, zipping it, and putting my hood on over the dark brown birds nest which was sadly called my hair.

I reached in my locker again to find a black sharpie, which I uncapped and devilishly smiled at.

"Luke + Michael = ♡"

I wrote on Luke's locker. I stood back and admired my work, a slight chuckle escaping my lips.
"Well done Jayden, well done." I whispered to myself, the corners of my mouth tugging upwards ever so slightly.

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SO GUYS THIS IS JUST A REALLY SHORT STARTING CHAPTER BC I THOUGHT UP THIS IDEA AND BAM I MADE THIS FANFIC. PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK AND IF I SHOULD KEEP WRITING BC IDK ¿ I LOVE YALL SO MUCH
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