Stay Close, Don't go > A.I.

One

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I sat up in my bed realizing I woke up at 4:00 to read the rest of my novel, it is now 6:00 and I need to leave for school at 6:30 to finish an essay for English at the library. I quickly jumped out of bed and grabbed the quickest clothes I could find, leggings and a pink sweater. Eh, it works.
I run down the stairs grabbing a tube of mascara and concealer so I don't look completely dead, I grab my car keys and a granola bar and head straight to the door.

"Daisy?" My mom spoke from the kitchen, she held a mug of coffee and has a blanket over her head and body like a burrito, same mom.

"Mom I'm going to be late not now!" I yell back.

"Well you're going to be even later without shoes or a backpack." She chuckles. I look down and realize she was right, I only have my froggy socks on and my back had no book bag crushing it.

"Very funny." I scoff, I quickly grab my book bag and swing it over my shoulder, I search for my Doc Martens and put them on as I dash out the door. "Bye mom love you!" I yell back into the house as I run to my car. I see my mom come up to the door in her blanket burrito and waved.

I arrive at Lakewood High parking my car in my designated spot and got out of my white SUV. I dashed towards the front doors heading towards my second home.

The Library.

I ran as fast as I could not paying attention to anyone around me, I just wanted to get to the library and not deal with people right now but then again, I never want to deal with people ever.

I look at my watch, "6:55." It read.

"Shit." I mumble to myself as I dash through the hallway to the library doors.

I check my phone if I got any emails when I felt a body crash into me.

I stumble to the ground dropping all my books and phone wondering what the hell just happened, I look up and see Ashton Irwin standing there looking down at me, his coffee that he held in his hand now all over his shirt.

"Watch where you're fucking going! Look what you did you freak." He spat.

Ouch.

"I-I'm sorry I was in a hurry I forgot to s-set my alarm..." I stuttered. I felt like I was going to throw up.

"I don't give a fuck. Piss off." He spoke and walked towards the other direction. Shaking his head.

There he went, the beautiful Ashton Irwin that probably hates my guts now.

I sigh and kneel down to pick up my books when someone kneeled down next to me.

I look up to see a boy, a very cute boy. He had blonde hair styled in a quiff and bright blue eyes, he wore black skinny jeans and a band T-shirt. He starts picking up all my books and gives them to me.

"T-thank you...um.. You didn't have to help it's okay." I said.

"Sorry about Ashton." He spoke randomly, my eyes widen as I look up at him.

"You know him?" I said.

"Yep. He's my best friend." He chuckled. "He gets a little moody in the morning."

"Can you tell him I'm sorry? I didn't really get the chance...." I spoke.

"He'll get the fuck over it. Don't worry." He winks and gets up. "What's your name?"

"Daisy." I respond.

"Ah, like the flower?" He smiles.

"Mhm, like the flower." I smile back.

He looks at me then holds out his hand for me to shake, I gladly shake it then giggle. "And your name?" I say.

"Luke. Luke Hemmings." He answered.

He smiles his toothy smile and heads towards the other direction, I smile at myself and went into the library to finish the essay that I came here to do in the first place.
I went over to the M-S aisle to find a couple of Shakespeare books since our English teacher, Mr. Jeffries, assigned us to write about two of Shakespeare's plays. I searched for Julius Caesar and Romeo and Juliet since I knew about those the most. I sat down at the computer and began writing.
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The bell marking first block rang and I quickly logged off and headed towards my English class, thank god I finished that essay before this class or my grade would've plummeted. I sat In my seat in the front of the classroom and got out my binder to take notes. I started searching for a pen when someone was knocking at the classroom door. Mr. Jeffries got up from his desk and walked to the door opening it.
There stood Ashton Irwin, the Ashton Irwin that I spilled coffee on this morning. What the hell is he doing here?

"Hello Ashton!" Mr Jeffries said. "How can I help you?"

"My teacher moved me to this class." He spoke quickly like he was embarrassed. He had his hands in his pockets and his hair was in his face, he looked like he hasn't slept in days. My eyes widen, he's going to be in my class? Honors English?

"Oh okay." My teacher spoke. "What made your teacher decide you belonged in this class?"

"Piss off." Ashton spat. "You expect me to fucking know?" He leans against the doorway with an angry look on his face, though I can't take him seriously with that bandana on his forehead pushing back his long golden locks. For some reason I can't stop looking at him, sure he's a complete asshole and I want to hit him in the head with this desk for calling me a freak, but I don't really blame him. I am a freak.

"What the hell are you looking at freak." He spat and looked towards me with devilish hazel eyes. And there he goes calling me a freak for the second time. I quickly turned away and focused back on my book. He scoffs and turns his head back to my teacher.

"Okay..uh.. Take a seat Ashton." My teacher spoke. Of course he's afraid of Ashton, Everyone is.

"I don't know where to sit sir." Ashton said, blowing a bubble from his chewing gum.

"Uh okay, you can sit by Daisy." Mr. Jeffries shakily said, poor guy he's only 23 years old and a student is already scaring the living shit out of him. And then I realized he said my name, Shit. I looked beside me and figured out that the only empty seat in this classroom was by me. A part of me is thrilled that Ashton Irwin is sitting next to me, but another part of me wants to hold on to dear life and make sure he doesn't pull out a chainsaw and cut my head off.
"Daisy? Like the flower?" He scoffs. "What kind of stupid name is that?" He picks at his finger nails with a smirk on his face.

"It's my stupid name." I spoke out from the book in my hand. I don't know what came over me to speak out like this since I barely talk in school. Ashton looks at me again with those hazel eyes that can stab right through you like daggers. He chuckles and turns towards the teacher.

"So I'm sitting by the freak." He scoffs.

Third time.

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AN:
Hi! I hope you like the first chapter of my story I'm still figuring out what's gonna happen next but I know it's gonna be awesomesauce okey :D btw I'm going to do a lot of different POVs
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