I slam my locker shut and grab my bag off the floor before sulking to lunch. Today was going to suck so bad. Only a few more hours before I have to go home to face my brother. He's coming home after two years from Sherwood Academy. Only the best for our mom's favorite kid. Needless to say, I might just go over to Mason's after school to avoid going home as long as I can.
I push through the double doors to our cafeteria and sit down at a round table, directly in the middle of the room. Everyone was already here. Mason stops talking to his bimbo of the day as I sit down and slaps my hand before pulling me into a bro hug.
"What's up, man?" He asks, taking a sip of his Pepsi.
I shake my head. "What's going on at yours tonight?"
He smirks. "Party tonight. A lot of babes showing up tonight. Interested?"
I nod with a slight chuckle. He slaps my back in approval before turning his attention back to the bimbo beside him. I stand up and stalk over to the canteen to buy a soda and a bag of chips before heading back to my table. A blonde girl took my place in my seat causing me to roll my eyes at this stupid girl.
I stand above her and clear my throat. "You got a place here, blondie?"
She looks up at me and rakes her eyes down my body. "I most certainly do, Ash." She purrs while running her fingers up my arm.
I drop my arm forcing her hand to drop to her side and she frowns. "Why are you such a freak? It's sad that you let all this..." She gestures at me. "..go to waste."
"I don't." I smirk. "I just don't want you."
She scoffs and stomps her foot. "You will be mine one day, Ash Miller."
I chuckle as I sit in my spot. "And I'm the freak..."
A loud squeal and a foot stomping fills the air and we all flinch away in horror. Finally the sound stops and blondie is stomping away in clear anger.
"Why do you treat girls this way, Ash?" Mason's bimbo pipes up, glaring at me.
"Fuck out." I wave my hand in dismissal as I open my bag of Doritos.
She looks at me in complete shock before glaring at Mason. "Are you just going to let him talk to me that way?"
Mason shrugs and I suppress a chuckle. She stands up and smacks him across the face. I raise an eyebrow when he starts laughing.
"What? You think I have to settle for you? I can have any girl I want. Maybe he wouldn't have said anything if you'd learn to keep your nose out of everyone's business. So, as Ash has already said, 'Fuck off'."
Her mouth drops open in shock as she looks around the table. Once she finally gets the hint that no one was willing to come to her rescue, she grabs her stuff and runs out of the cafeteria in tears.
"You guys suck." Morgan shakes her head as she throws a bread roll toward us.
We both burst into laughter before returning to our food. The bell rings for our next class and I stand up, grabbing my bag.
"You gonna help set up?" Mason asks as he dumps his tray.
I nod. "Yeah, I'll meet you at yours after school."
After school finally let out, I head to Mason's. It wasn't a long drive but, longer than if I were headed home. When I'm close to his house, I park at a convienent store down the road. I walk in and greet Mr. Jefferson.
"Getting into trouble, Ash?" He jokes with a crooked smile plastered underneath his thick mustache.
"No sir." I chuckle. "My brother's coming home for spring break. Wouldn't want to break my moms heart, now would I?"
My words were laced with sarcasm but, in not sure if he noticed or not. If he did, he didn't say anything.
"I'm headed to Mason's. I'm leaving my car here in case people show up before I can leave.
"Are you drinking again, Ash?" Nr. Jefferson asks me, worry lacing his voice.
I sigh. "No."
He nods. I'm not sure if he believed me or not but, I'm telling the truth. I'm never drinking again. I can't.
"Tell Mr. and Mrs. Miller I said hello." He says, dismissing me.
I nod as I walk out their door. It only took a few minutes to get to Mason's and I knocked on the door before letting myself in.
Ms. Lingle was making sandwiches and putting them on a plate. She looks over at me and smiles.
"Hey, sweetie. Mason's in the family room with Morgan and Xander. I'll make you a sandwich. Go on now."
I smile back at her and head to the family room. The guys were sitting on the couch talking about the party in hushed whispers. Morgan was on her phone on the loveseat. She seemed a bit stressed so I sat beside her.
"You good?" I ask her gently.
"Yeah." She was lying. I gave her a dumbfounded look. She sighs. "Later, Ash, okay?"
I nod in agreement and clear my throat. "So, we're just going to ignore the fact that your moms here?"
Mason looked over and snickered. "She's about to leave, dumbass. Then we'll start."
I roll my eyes and sit back, switching on the TV, I turn on Netflix and look through the movies. I finally decided on breaking bad. I kick my feet up on the coffee table and lean back against the soft cushion.
"I made sandwiches for everyone. I love you, Mason. Have fun." She gives him a stern look before adding, "But, not too much fun."
He waves her off. "Bye, mom, love you, too."
She kisses his cheek before leaning down to kiss me on mine.
"Keep him out of trouble, Ash." She tells me for heading toward the door.
Ms. Lingle was like a second mom to me. Since my mom doesn't give two shits about me since she has her golden boy, I'm here most of the time.
As soon as Ms. Lingle shuts the door and we hear the car start, Mason jumps up.
"Let's get this party started."
A few hours pass by and the house is full of people. Girls were flashing their boobs everywhere I turn, guys were doing body shots off of naked girls on the counter, a group of people playing spin the bottle, and music so loud, I could not even hear myself think.
I head outside for some fresh air and find Morgan sitting up against a tree, reading a book. She looks up as I approach her and smiles.
"Not enjoying the party?" She asks me.
I chuckle as I sit beside her. "So many drunk people. It isn't exactly my scene anymore."
She nods as she places her bookmark between the pages and closes her book.
"So, why are you here, Ash?" She asks me, turning her body toward me and crossing her legs.
I shrug. "What do you mean?"
She rolls her eyes and leans her head back. "Oh, come on. You never come to parties anymore. What's going on?"
I sigh. "My brother is home for spring break."
She laughs. "What's wrong with that?'
I throw a few leaves at her. "He's my mom's perfect child. If I go home that's all I'll be reminded of until he leaves."
She leans over to me and rubs my thigh. I smile down at her as she moves closer.
"Well, if you want.." She stops rubbing my thigh and moves her hand upward. "I can take your mind off of everything."
I freeze. Was she... No. Morgan doesn't do that. She wouldn't do that. She isn't the type of girl to throw herself at someone.
"Morgan." I say sternly.
She puts her index finger to my lips and sits up onto her knees.
"Shhh... It's not a big deal. One time is all we need. It'll take your mind off of your brother and it'll take my mind off of my step dad." She says, climbing on top of me, straddling my waist, and getting closer to my lips.
I didn't know what to say to her but, I do know this isn't happening. Morgan is like a sister to me and not only is it wrong but, its weird.
Her lips are so close to mine but, I grab her shoulders to hold her still. She pokes out her bottom lip.
"Why not?" She demands.
"Because, Morgan. You're my friend. I'm not going to let this ruin anything between us. Let's just forget it ever happened." I tell her as I remove her from my lap.
She sits back against the tree. "I think I need to be alone."
I took the hint and stand up. I glance over my shoulder and shake my head, sadly, as I walk away from her sitting figure.
I gave up looking through the house for Mason, after searching for about half an hour, and decided to just go home. I walked the few minutes to the convenient store and unlocked the doors to my car.
Here we go.
I already know how it's going to go once I show up at my house. I'm really not looking forward to getting bitched at by my mom and dad.
Unfortunately, it only took me five minutes until I was pulling into my driveway. All the lights were on in the house. It wasn't too late. 9:30 at the latest.
I unlock the door and push it open. Mom, dad, and my brother, Reece were all sitting on the couch, talking about God knows what.
"Ash." My dad said, looking up as I walk in.
"Where the hell have you been? You knew Reece was coming home today." My mom glares at me.
If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now.
"I was at Mason's." I shrug.
She rolls her eyes. "So, Mason is more important than your brother?" She demands as she stands up from her spot on the couch.
I scoff. "Yeah. I'd have to say he is."
I start to walk upstairs but, my mom grabs my arm.
"Were you drinking again, Ash? You remember what happened the last time." She demands with her hands placed on her hips.
I roll my eyes. "No."
I turn back around and stomp up the stairs. I open my bedroom door and toss my bag on the floor. I grab my phone and text Mason that I went home and to watch over Morgan. I didn't tell him why but, I did tell him she seemed upset about something.
I quickly change into some basket ball shorts while I waited to see if I'd get a reply. If I get a reply.
Thankfully, I did.
After getting a reply saying he'd check on her, I put my phone on the charger and sit it on my nightstand.
I lock my door and turn the light off. It's still sort of early but, sleep seems easier then returning downstairs. It wasn't long before I drifted off into a deep sleep.