Last Summer

Fight Numbero Uno

It's December 12th, I'm in my first class of the day and already bored as hell and exhausted. As the dismissal bell rings, I'm the first person out of the room, I basically run to my locker only to he pushed against it as I try to open it "what the hell" I mumble, turning around to see 2 guys fighting. After the fight, I quickly walk to my second class of the day, to learn there was 7 other fights. Well damn!

As I unlock the door to my room, I feel 2 arms wrap around my waist and Jordan rests his head on my shoulder "hey you" he mumbles and I nod my head, not wanting to talk. I change from my skinny jeans and Blink-182 top into a bikini along a Magcon sweatshirt before slipping on my black sandals, grabbing my car keys "I have to go" I say "okay, I'll drive you" I shake my head "I can drive" "I wanna drive you, we need to talk" he says and I toss my car keys on my bed. It's useless arguing with him, he's gonna win eventually so I just let him drive me.

"Where am I going?" Jordan asks, pulling away from the dorms "South Willington Street" I mumble and he nods "where are you going in just a bikini and sweatshirt?" "Somewhere" "where?" "It's not important" "So? I wanna know"
I shake my head
"Tell me, please babe"
I shake my head again "it's not important"
"Tell me Ash"
I shake my head once again
"Tell. Me. Ashley." he growls, looking at me as we stop at a red light "the beach!" I yell "I'm going to the beach for photography, okay? It's for class. As I said before, it's not important. Just class work!" his face softens "you could've just said that in the first place" he mumbles. Instead of replying, I just take a deep breath before I said something I'd regret later "nothing" I whisper to "myself as he parks at the beach "call me when you're done and I'll come pick you up" "okay" I mumble, getting out of the car and slamming the door shut before walking farther on the beach and I get a text
From: Jordaaan👄
To: Ashhh🍁
Nice ass😉
I turn around to see him just now pulling out and driving away, I shake my head before putting my phone away and walking towards a shed.

After a couple hours, I put my sweatshirt back on and check my phone '16:47' almost 5 o'clock. I grab my book bag and start walking home, passing by a bunch of shops. As I pass by a tattoo shop, I get an idea...