wn at our phones, trying to pretend like we didn't notice them. It wasn't hard. The

d in his back. He let out a laugh but didn't flinch. Typical Ashton. Always acting like nothing

y, who was already watching me with raised eyebrows. "Ope

anything serious. But when I read the words, a fro

that. Meet me at the school parking lot at

ell?" I muttered to myself. Kay leaned

ce dripping with sarcasm. "Wh

n at my phone, trying to act noncha

bothered as I was. "Sure. L

g my phone back in my pocket a

confident smile and cocky attitude, was always lurking around the corner or sitting too close for comfort. It was

things I didn't want to deal with. She joked around, made me laugh, and kept me from th

:15 pm, and we had 45 minutes to kill before meeting Ashton and

and the streets were busy with people leaving school for the day. I pulled out my phone and called my mom, letting her know

rying to focus on something else besides the fact that Ashton had kissed me earlier in the day. I couldn't stop thinking ab

stuffed a fry into her mouth.

bbing my fore

twinkling with mischief. "I thin

ded. I didn't want to even think about the possibility. I didn't like Ashton. Or at least, that's what I kep

girl and let her get away with punching him not once but

ton wasn't someone I was supposed to like. He was the kind of guy who always go

me we reached the parking lot. The school was nearly empty, the lot quiet except for the rumble of a few cars driving by. I spotted Ash

fferent. Ashton looked better if you asked me. There was just something about t

itation because she nudge

my backpack over my shoulder.

nd he saw us. "Well, well, look who decided to sh

, his smile polite but

I was. "So, what's this all about?" I asked Ashton, trying to

tering. "Just wanted to talk. You t

ting?" I repeated, raising an eyebro

head. "Nah. But now that yo

if this was all just some stupid joke or if Ashton actually had somethin

ssing her arms. "We're h

thing mischievous in his eyes.

d a feeling that whatever came next, it w