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This is the next week if you are confused because I certainly am
New cover bc it has Ashton has the hat on and it has metaphorical representations okay. Okay okay
Wednesday was a good day for me. I met Ashton at his bustop, but we were both way too early, so we decided to head up to the servo for some $1 coffee. I thought it sounded disgusting, but Ashton insisted it was nice so I just went with him and we discovered that we had literally the exact same coffee order.
Soy Cappuccino with an extra shot and one sugar. It wasnt even that common so we were both a bit freaked out. "Why do you have soy?" He asked me.
"Dairy sometimes upsets my tummy. Why do you?"
"It tastes good." he shrugged. "I usually drink normal milk but Daisy doesn't since it's too fattening for a model. The first time I had coffee she made a soy one for me. That is how I'm used to coffee tasting."
"Cool story." I smirked. We had been saying these sorts of things as a laugh because we had been discussing our hatred for people who said "Cool story bro, tell it again."
"Do you want me to tell it again?"
"I don't think we have time," I said, spotting our bus pulling in to the bus stop. It was a good 400metres away and we only had around a minute to get there.
We never physically said it, but I think that was round two of our race at the beach. This time it turned out very different as I was way ahead of Ash. I had given myself a head start, and had less books. I think Ashton was trying not to spill his coffee as well, but I was still rubbing my win in his face, just subtly.
"Damn, I'm think I'm gonna have to get you to the gym Ashton." I said, still teasing.
He was looking at something and his face had that look like he was holding in laughter. I didn't realise what it was until the bus arrived at school.
I had spilt coffee all over my white shirt. Spots, small and large had all flung onto it while I was running. I had no way of getting home and Ashton thought he was hilarious by not helping me.
"I'm just gonna go see Nash now." I said to make him jealous and regret his actions.
"Callie." he whined grabbing my arm and pulling me back towards him. I did not object.
He turned me to him and looked at me for a moment, his giggles looked like they were about to make a comeback when, holy shít.
He bent down and freaking kissed me. It was the electric feeling. It made my heart race. No, my heart stopped, as it threatened to burst open and love Ashton, never actually reaching that verge.
We were in the middle of school, teachers were probably watching, yet neither of us cared at all. It was only our third kiss and when it was Ashton and I, it was nobody else.
We had planned on spending twenty minutes on study, but instead we ran to our spot behind the water tank and continued to kiss there. It was like on Friday night, except this felt more thrilling. I was pressed against a purple water tank, in the middle of school, being kissed by and kissing Ashton Irwin.
It was almost a rush, we were both feeling adrenaline from each other as we continued to go further then we should have at school. It's not like we had sex or anything, but what we ended up doing could be defined as making out. Definitely.
We didn't stop when the bell rung, but minutes after when we came to our senses and half jogged back in time for roll call.
The rest of that day and the next day we had some difficulties not kissing at every interval, but on Thursday I was a bit upset with him for not wanting to take me to the formal.
