I read your comments so I figured I would write another chapter sorry it took so long yesterday I had like no inspiration. This book has over 200 views! Yay! :-)
Katrina's P.O.V
"Katrina are you even going to go to school today." Ashton says as I look at the ceiling studying it.
"No come sit." I say patting the space next to me.
"Okay, what do you need?"
"I'm just confused."
"Talk."
"So you know that kid that bullies me, Michael. Well me and Luke were dancing and Michael came over and he's like 'can I um cut in' so then we started dancing and he kissed me so I me being me I slapped him. Then I went outside and he followed me and told me he liked me and I told him the same."
"Woah......." We then both stared at my ceiling.
"Kat there's a boy here for you."
"What's he look like?"
"He's got oddely colored hair." I look over at Ashton with wide eyes realizing who it was.
"Well go." He says pushing me off my bed. I walk down stairs to see Michael standing in the door way looking at his shoes.
"Purple now?" I ask him making him jump a little.
"Uh yeah, can we talk somewhere."
"Sure." I say walking towards the back door with Michael following. I walk over to the swing set that we had from when me and Ash were little, and sit watching Michael take a seat next to me.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"Um, its just I really like you and I don't know why I have done the stuff I have." I look up to see Ashton making stupid faces in the window, I look at him with wide eyes and he disappears.
"I just I want to ask you out but I'm just afraid you'll say n-" I couldn't do it anymore the way he was furrowing his eyebrow was hot, I kissed him I felt the sparks ignaite when I kissed him. He cupped my cheeks kissing more passionately than last night. His tougne ran across my lip asking for entrance which I gladly accepted.
"Ew! Ew, Ew, Ew, Ew, Ew!" I heard Ashton screaming inside causing me to pull away and giggle, flipping Ashton off through the window which he returned.
"Ill go on a date with you Michael."
"Seriously?!"
"Seriously."
"Then tomorrow at 7." He says getting up holding his hand out to help me up.
"7." I say as he pulls me into a hug.
I told Calum about it and he insisted that he help me with what to wear.
"Stop texting Michael and look at me."
"Woah, who died and left you boss?"
"Me!"
"You died!"
"No, text Michael and ask him what to wear."
K-Calum wants to know what wear.
M-Something comfortable :-*
K-kay :-*
~end of coversation~
"Something comfortable."
"Let's get to work."
After what seemed like 4 days Calum finally picked out an outfit which consisted of a gray flowly t shirt, distressed black skinny jeans and black combat boots, which I wear all the time.
"You know you have to pick up your mess right."
"Shut up and sit down."
