chemical kiss | ashton irwin
Thalia Pickett was a mediocre girl. She went to Ketterman High, an average school. She had divorced parents, with her despicable mother living out of the state and her flaky father living with her: a normal scenario. She had an ideal friendship with her best friend, Janie Turybury. She lived a completely typical life--that is, until the new kid showed up.
"Class, this is Ashton Irwin, our new student! There seems to be two empty seats right by Thalia, why don't you sit there?" Mrs. Gosford announced.
The boy at the front of the class with tattoo sleeves that evidently disgusted the teacher stalked forward slightly, close enough to me now so I could see that he had vertical labret piercings and dolphin bites, forming the shape of an anchor on his bottom lip. He had a strangely thick ring of what looked like kohl around his gorgeous hazel eyes, and his light, curly hair was sheltering under a grey hood that was attached to a denim vest.
Before he decided to sit down at the desk next to mine, he whispered in my ear, "Hey there, Delilah."
Copyright © 2014 Dahlia_Piercings. I do not own the characters or many of the places mentioned in this book. Everything else was made up by me.
