Teenage dirtbag/Ashton Irwin

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I gulped as I walked towards the front doors of the school. I walked to near the lockers where a couple of girls about my age stood.

One of then looked up at me.
"Are you the new girl?!" She screeched. I nodded. "How did you know?" I said to her. "The new girl?!" Someone shouted from behind me.

Then the next minuet, there was about 70 students surrounding me. The girl from before managed to pull me out of the crowd around me. "Sorry about that.." she chuckled sheepishly. "It's just, we haven't had a new kid in four years! And when the principal told us there was going be a new girl, it spread like wildfire." She admitted. "Oh.." Was all I could say. I was so shocked, there was so many people. "I'm jenn, by the way." She smiled, sticking her hand out. "Brooke.." I breathed out shaking her hand. "Now, let's go and get your timetibleee!" She said, dragging me towards an office.

I got my timetable and I have English with jenn, that's it. "So, school doesn't start for another twenty minuets, so I guess I could show you around.." She said, taking me by the hand again.

She showed me where all my classes are, the cafeteria, locker rooms ect.

"Now. Those are the freaks. They are such drug addicts. NEVER talk to them. Especially him." She said, pointing to a group who looked alright. They were smoking. I smoked too. Everything about them was so... interesting. There was three boys and a girl. "Who's 'him'?" I asked her after a while. Hoping it wasn't the one who stood out to me most, he had brown curly hair and emerald green eyes. "Him!" She said pointing to the boy I was practically drooling over. That's who I belong with. They look so scary, but I'm not scared of them. They look like my people. "Why not?" I asked her. "Because they are freaks. Absolute weirdos!" She said. "Okay.." I said, putting on a fake smile.

I'm so gonna talk to them.

Jenn walked me to my first class, which was art. I loved art so much! Itself and English were my favourite subjects. I walked in and no one was here yet, there was two students to every desk.

"Hello!" A chirpy voice said. I looked up to see my teacher stood there. "Are you the new girl?" She said while smiling brightly. "Yes I am." I said, returning the smile. "Well, brooke." She said. "You have the highest grade in our class. Oh- wait a minuet. No, you have the highest grade but so does Ashton." She said. "Who's Ashton?" I asked. "He's a nightmare. He's amazing at art, but he's always late!" She said, chuckling. I laughed with her before she spoke up again. "The seats in the class are grade related, so that means you will be sat next to Ashton." She said, as other students came into the classroom. "Where's Ashton's desk?" I asked her. "It's right at the back.." She said, pointing to it. "You sit on the left." She said to me.

I went to the very back desk and sat on the left, and I waited for this so called Ashton.

The class had already started, and there was no sign of Ashton. I sighed, getting my sketchbook out and started to draw. My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening quickly. No one in the class was seemed to be bothered by it. In walked a boy. It was him! The boy in that group. "Ah, Ashton! Your decided to join us!" The teacher said, clapping her hands together. That means that he's... sat next to me.

He stopped in his tracks when he saw me and stood there gaping. He quickly shook out of it when he saw me staring at him intently.

My thoughts trailed off as he took a seat next to me. I looked at him to find he was already staring at me, with an embarrassed look on his face. "Hi! I'm Brooke. The 'new girl'." I said the last part sarcastically. "Hi." He mumbled. "I'm Ashton." He said, perking up a bit.

He got his sketchbook out, and started to draw. Not wanting to seem clingy or anything, I carried on with my own drawing. But their was one thing, I could never get the shape of the eyes right.

"Those eyes are shit.." He laughed. "Excuse me?" I said, getting a little bit annoyed. "Yours isn't exactly-" But I stopped myself when I looked at his. It's the best drawing I've ever seen. Everything was perfect. He sat back in his seat, a smug grin visible on his face.

I crossed my arms in defeat. Ashton pulled my book over to him. "What are you-" I began but stopped when I realised what he was doing.

After he had finished, I held back a gasp. "Ashton that's amazing!" I said. He didn't say anything else. He tended to do that alot, I have learnt. I wanted to break the silence. "Why did people warn me about you?" I asked him suddenly, making him shoot up. He just laughed. "Because I'm not a nice person, Brooke." He said sternly. We were interrupted by the bell. He instantly shot off. "Ashton?" I called out, confused. He was so ... mysterious. And I loved that.

"He thought you were a freak." A voice in my head said to me. That happens sometimes as I have 'anxiety' or whatever, the doctor told me.

Ashton's p.o.v
"She thought you were a freak." a voice in my head said to me, as I walked to my next class. She was the most beautiful person I've ever laid my eyes on. Yet I was scared to talk to her, in case I said the wrong thing and scare her away. I need to do something, and quick.

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