Ashley's P.O.V.
'BEEP-BEEP-BEEP'
I absentmindedly reach my hand on my bedside-table and turn off the alarm on my phone before rolling over and going back to sleep until I feel a large weight laying on me. "Go away" I mutter "Nah, I'm good" I hear Crawford say and I groan "what do you want, Crawford?" I ask "waaaaakkkeeee upppp!! We have school in an hour" he says "then wake me up in an hour" I mutter before rolling and he rips off my blanket, leaving me laying in bed in a pair of black booty shorts that read 'BOOTY' on the butt and a hot pink sports bra "I fucking hate you" I mumble, getting up and walking into my bathroom.After taking a quick shower, I slip on a pair of shorts and a tank top, along with my converse and my grey bracelets. "Happy?" I mumble, sitting at my makeup counter and I look in the mirror to see him smiling like a doofus behind me "very" he says and I apply some light pink eye shadow, eyeliner and mascara and a wee bit of nude lipgloss before slipping on my infinity ring that Crawford got me for my birthday and we race downstairs.
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After school (and detention) I run out of the school and start walking home and Shake That starts playing from my phone.
A: "yeah?"
C: "where are you?"
A: "Crawford?"
C: "No it's Santa"
A: "OMG Hi Santa!!"
C: *laughs* "you're so weird
A: "I'm normal"
C: "yeah okay! So where are you?"
A: "told you I had detention with Jackson"
C: "damn... Want me to come pick you up?"
A: "No I want to walk home 7 miles because my legs don't hurt at all from running 2 miles in phys. ed."
C: "hey, that was your fault! You're the one that told King to suck your dick" *laughs*
A: *laughs* shut up and come get me
C: "on my way"
As I hang up the phone, I check Instagram and see 1,207 notifications...da fuq? Lots of people liking my pictures and following me, some people asking me to follow them and get Jack to follow them 'of course!' I think to myself. I'm used to people telling me to get Jack to follow them or DM them or something, been living it for about a year. It's always either Jack or Jack G. or Crawford or one of the other guys.After a few minutes, I get off Instagram as a car slows next to me...
Last Summer I Gave You My Heart
The Very Next Day
You Gave It Away
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