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Im just kidding guys there are only two chapters left not including this one and don't hate me, but all of them will be super short but triple update and sequel updaTE YAY!

January 8 6:00 ; Ashley

I woke up with the sound of my alarm buzzing incredibly loud. I look over to my clock which shows the date and my stomach clenches.

Today was the first day of school and I haven't talked to matt ever since we kissed on New Years.

He does like me doesn't he? But I just wonder what he'll act like with me today. Will everything just be casual like usual? Or will he treat me a little more differently?

I had many different thoughts running throughout my mind. Mostly filled with doubts more than positives but I continued to get dressed for school.

Today is uniform day so that means we have to wear our uniform but I never actually mind it when it is uniform day. I always liked uniform actually, I never understood why people hated it. Maybe they just wanted to express what they wore? I don't know but I feel that uniform treats everyone as an equal so no one can judge you by the clothes you wear seeing if you are rich enough to buy an entire store, or too poor to buy a pair of socks.

I slipped on my newly bought shoes from christmas and I smiled at them. They were a size 6 maroon vans and when Matt looked at me when I opened the box for it, he immediately started to call me fun sized even more since he claims I have extremely small feet. But Kassie has even smaller feet than me, it's like a size 4 or something.

I shrugged my newly bought jansport bag and I walked out of my room. I walked down the stairs with my stomach grumbling, I was in the mood for pancakes and nothing else.

"Morning." Brandon says focusing his eyes on his computer and typing away.

"Is there pancakes?" I ask ignoring his greeting.

"No. I ate them all." He says sarcastically and scowls at me. He pushes the plate full of pancakes on the opposite side of the table where he is sitting and I drop my bag to the floor and start to chow down on my food.

"Jesus christ I forgot that you eat like an animal." he grumbles and rolls his eyes.

"Not my fault that you forgot to feed me dinner last night." I fling a piece of my pancake at him.

He scowls at me and I roll my eyes. "So how's you and Matthew doing?" He asks still having his eyes fixed on the computer.

"I-" I began to speak but then I immediately shut it close. I frown and think. How are we doing?

"I-I don't know." I frown. "We kissed. Once. But then we haven't talked since then."

"Well that at least tells you something." Brandon says and shuts his computer. "Who kissed first you or him?"

"Him."

"Well, obvious he likes you but he's not sure whether you like him so he probably thinks he messed up since he thinks you only think of him as a friend."

"I didn't really realize that." I say and bring my empty plate to the dishwasher. "I would say you're a genius, but you're pretty stupid." I stick my tongue out at him.

"Pretty stupidly smart." He scoffs and opens his laptop back up.

"Thanks though. I'll see you when I get home."

* * * * * * * * * *

"So is it true?" Mya asks bitterly.

"What true?" I laugh.

"Don't act like an innocent girl." She snaps.

"What are you talking about?!" I exclaim.

"This." She brings up her phone and holds it out to my face.

My stomach dropped when I saw the website name. My eyes looked around the entire screen and I felt so many memories that brought so much pain.

"I-I can explain."I say with a lump in my throat.

"What is there to explain?" She scoffs. "Slut." She mutters and walks away.

It stung, to hear your friend to call you a slut even though you really aren't. The words were venom to my ears and it made me break.

I thought I was getting better but apparently not.

"Matt where are you?" I call into the phone.

"Sorry ashley I can't be at school. There was an emergency for charlotte I had to take her to the hospital." Matt says into the phone. "Is there anything you wanna talk about?" He asks.

Yes. "No."

I'm not okay. "In fine."

Help me. "I don't need anything."

I don't want to leave. " I gotta go. I'll call you later."

And I hang up the phone.

I rush into the girls bathroom and I lock myself inside the stall. I throw my bag to the floor and I lean against the tile wall hitting my head hard. I slowly slide down with tears brimming in my eyes as I see the words written in the stall on sharpie.

'I knew there was something off about that Ashley girl.'

'She's a whore.'

'She cheats her way through everything.'

'She doesn't deserve Matthew.'

'She's so ugly.'

What am I even doing here. I'm a waste of space. No one likes me. I don't belong here. I'm a slut. I'm ugly. I'm irritating. I don't deserve matt.

The bell rings for class to start and I quickly unlock the stall door and sprint out of the bathrooms and off of campus.

I just need to run away

* * * * * * * * * *

"Why are you home so early?" Brandon asks me.

"I felt sick."

"You're lying." Brandon says automatically. " You always stare at the floor when you're lying. And look at what you're doing. Staring at the floor." Brandon crosses his arms. "Seriously ashley, what's wrong?"

"Everything. Everything is wrong." I mutter and walk up to my room.

I slam my door shut and I lock myself in my room.

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Update number 2 coming up

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