Paisley

That was him. Oh my god that was him. Ashton, Ashton. The name its self is beautiful. But the rest of him was even better. He had to be at least 6'0. Brown, curly hair pulled back in a bandana. His hazel eyes. His dimples. He was just so adorable. The moment he turned around and looked at me, I just melted. He was so attractive. Not to add mention he just saved me. I should've kissed him, I should've kissed him. Dammit I should've kissed. I should go back. Right when I got in front of the house, Scarlette pulled up. Why did I have to text her to come and get me?!

"Get in loser." She yelled at me. I looked back at the house, and gave up the idea of going back. I can talk to Luke on Monday. I got in the car, and we drove back to my house. Once we got there, I walked in and quickly told my dad that Scarlette was staying the night. He started to ask questions, but I left the room before I heard anymore. We headed up to my room and she started asking questions, as normal.

"So why'd you leave the height of your popularity?"

"It wasn't my thing. I didn't know anyone there. Too much drinking, too loud, it just wasn't my scene."

"Then why did you hesitate to get in the car?" Crap. She was onto me.

"I might have met someone." Her eyes got bright. I knew she was going to make me tell her.

"Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!" I knew it.

"Well when I got to the party, there was this band playing, I didn't get the name, but Luke, Calum and Michael were in it and then there was this other guy playing the drums. Well when they were finished, I went into the kitchen, but there were so many people there making out and drinking and everything, so I texted you and asked you to pick me up. I went outside to wait for you, but it was still pretty gross in front of the house, so I went for a little walk. I walked by this alley and the next thing I knew, some guy had grabbed me and pulled me down it. I was screaming for my life. We were only half way down the alley when I finally got free, but then someone pushed me behind them. Next thing I knew he was pounding him into the ground. It was horrible, but he saved me.

"I tugged his arm to make him face me. We were just talking, but it was so intimate. He was just a step away from kissing me. We were talking about the band. Then he asked about the drummer. And I said he was cute. Then someone calls for him. They said, 'Ashton! Get your drummer ass back in here.' and that's when I found out I was calling the drummer cute, in front of the drummer." Scarlette's jaw dropped.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"What was his name?"

"Ashton." She smiled. She thought the same thing I did.

"What did he look like?"

"He had brown, curly hair, hazel eyes and cute little dimples." She smiled even wider.

"Height?"

"At least 6 feet."

"Please tell me you kissed." I knew guilt was on my face. "NONONO!! How could you have NOT kissed!?!?"

"I wanted to!! But he was called back into the house." She gave me a glare. "Sorry!!"

"Did you at least get his number?"

"Nope."

"So basically, you're never going to talk to him ever again."

"Not necessarily!!! He's in the band with Luke!! I can ask him about it on Monday."

"Oh yeah, okay. Says the girl who hates him with a burning passion. I know you liked this guys but if it takes talking to Luke, you're not going to do anything."

"Trust me Scarlette. I like this guy. There is no way I can go without finding out about him."

"Okay. Well when you actually say something, let me know." After that, I put in a movie and we quickly fell asleep.

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We woke up on Saturday morning around 11:00. After about an hour of getting ready and talking about where we wanted to go, we headed to the mall. We always went there, so I don't know why we talk about where to go. Be fore we did any shopping, we got something to eat and sat down in the food court.

"What if you see him here?!" Scarlette asked me.

"Well I guess I'll say hi."

"Just say hi?! You better get his number and then walk around with him or something!"

"I guess we'll see what happens if I see him." But I didn't. I was looking everywhere to try to find him. Every time I saw someone with brown hair or someone tall, my heart skipped a beat. But none of them were him. Scarlette dropped me off at my house around 6:30, and I made myself dinner. My dad was working, as usual, so I made myself some spaghetti. After I ate, I went into my room and got on my laptop. I checked all of my social media, and once I was done with that, I went on Netflix and watched How I Met Your Mother as I fell asleep.

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6:30 am, Monday morning. After completely wasting my Sunday on Netflix and some homework, I was not ready to actually do something. I quickly put on some jeans and a sweatshirt. I put my hair in a messy bun, added mascara and I grabbed an apple from the kitchen. In the middle of eating it, Scarlette showed up, so I grabbed my backpack and quickly headed out the door.

"So are you going to talk to Luke?" She asked me.

"If I have the time I guess."

"Just let me know what he says, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

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"Dustin Knight"

"Here"

"Abigail Lewis"

"Here"

"Sara Lopez"

"Here"

"Joseph Martin"

"Here"

"Paisley Matthews"

"Here." I was so used to this routine by now, I could probably say the whole role call just from memory. But I wasn't focused on that at the moment. I was going to talk to Luke after class, if I could. I would have to leave class right when the bell rings, which I normally don't do. I like to wait a minute or so to let everyone else out of the class. Once the bell rang, I got my things and went toward the door. Luckily for me, Luke was right next to me.

"So who's that Ashton guy?" He gave me a weird look after I asked the question.

"You mean the guy who's in my band?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Well he's the newest member in our band but he's 20 and goes to college." A college boy, nice. "How do you know him anyway?"

"I met him at the party."

"Wait, you were actually there!? I didn't see you at all."

"I walked in when you guys had started playing, and I left right when you were done. It just wasn't my scene."

"Ah, I see. Well, next time we throw a party, I'll be sure to tell you."

"Um yeah, okay. But could you give him this for me? And please don't open it." I handed Luke a small envelope.

"Yeah, I can do that."