falling. (ashton)

First period in hell

After that just lovely conversation I had with my mom, I sat around and thought.

About how maybe she's right, that I should get some help.

But I don't need help. Smoking helps. And hey I'm still here right? Well I'm physically here. The rest of me left the day my father left us.

Dont feel bad I mean it happens to tons of people I guess I just didn't take it well. It's been three years, and I've heard absolutely nothing from the man I used to call my father.

Now he's a disappointment. I guess it runs in my family.

*next day at school*

*Ashtons pov*

God home room is so boring, I'd rather shove scissors up my ass.

"Good morning class. Today we have a new student in the class, her name is Ellie Clifford."
Oh yeah, Michael told me his cousin was switching to my class.

When I turned around to see if I could find her, maybe just smile to be nice, I realized that she was sitting with the outcasts of the school.

Yeah right. There's no way I'm waving to her. If anyone ever saw me waving to her Id be screwed.

*Ellies pov*

I walked in and the first thing I saw was an empty desk, that was in the back.

Immediately I sat down. I'd rather not make a big deal over me being new.

I noticed a guy, with shaggy brown hair and huge dimples, look back at me, stare, and then laugh in disappointment.

Alright, that was wierd. But it sure wasn't anything I haven't seen before.

Once my dad left us, my mom and I moved to Sydney, from Perth. because my mom 'never wanted to see that assholes' face again.
That meant switching schools.

My cousin Michael goes there, but I doubt he's gonna want to be around me anyways.

God could this period be any slower?

The rest of the day was a blur, and all I wanted was a smoke.