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"Heyyy calm down lover boy, I'll tell you what I know." Ashton replied still smiling.
Romeo let go of his collar and sat back impatiently waiting for him to spill whatever he knew. "She is at the hospital." Ashton stated, calmly. "What happened? What did you do to her!?" He yelled grabbing his collars again. Ashton pushed his hands away angrily. "Stop this nonsense bro. If you cared about her why didn't you check on her before you left school yesterday!?" Ashton yelled. At this point, students were already gathered around them. "If it weren't for me she would have almost died yesterday!" Romeo felt a pang of guilt inside of him, he knew Ashton was right and didn't want to argue with him any longer. He glared at him and picked up his bag before stomping out. Ashton sighed and smoothenedRelated chapters
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"Snap out of it bro." Romeo said, grumpily standing behind him and pointing at Dream who was looking through the glass wall. Ashton swivelled around to look at him, raising his eyebrows. What was he talking about? "She is mine." He seethed and Ashton glared at him. "What do you mean she is yours?" He asked. "You'll find —" he tried to say. "What are y'all doing there!? Let's order something, I'm hungry!" Dream whined, interrupting him. "Oh yeah go ahead we would join you soon," Ashton replied with a faux smile on his face. Dream nodded and skipped away. "Be very careful, don't try to fall for her. Stick to your babes." Romeo smirked, patting Ashton's shoulder. Ashton glared at him as anger surged through him. Why the hell was he trying to provoke him? He would
Inferior me Jacket
He patted her hair as he silently made a promise to himself. He was going to protect her from today. * * * Samantha watched Dream and Ashton with a smile on her face and tears stinging her eyes. She had been watching them since Dream started crying. When she saw him hug her when she broke into tears, the way he held her made her feel at peace a little bit. He has finally decided to accept her offer. She wiped her face and made to walk to where they were sitting but she changed her mind. She wanted to leave them to have some time together. She turned to leave but she collided with what seemed like a wall, but it wasn't. It was a a muscled chest covered with a white T shirt. Who was that?
Inferior me Do you like him?
Dream's cheeks burnt red as she glanced at the jacket she was wearing feeling really embarrassed. Why must she always disgrace herself? "I—" he stalked her frame making her to stop talking and take a step backwards. "You should keep it. It suits you well." He smirked, arranging the jacket properly. Dream's hand gripped her books tightly as she stared at him bewildered. Many thoughts were running through her mind. Why the hell was he doing this? What was he trying to do? Did he know that he was causing troubles for her? "Its really Ashton's jacket!" One of the students exclaimed, bringing out her phone. "Are you kidding me!? Do you know if he is just joking around?" Another student countered. "Oh please just shut it! Can't you see he wore it yesterday?" "Jeez! Zara needs to see this!"
Inferior me Do you like her?
"Dream do you like him?" he resounded, his pitch going higher. Why was he sounding like he was angry? Dream couldn't understand what the problem was. Why was he suddenly getting angry and asking such questions? "I really don't understand what you're talking about!" It was her turn to raise her voice. "What part of "do you like him" do you not understand!? stop acting dumb Dream!" He half yelled, genuflecting with his hands. Dream scoffed and looked away before standing up. "I really didn't expect you'll do something like this Romeo." she muttered and walked away. She walked slowly, expecting Romeo to call her back but he never did, making her anger intensify. "What the hell!" she groaned kicking the trashcan close to her. Everyone was just too annoying. Ashton angrily walked back to
Inferior me Life at school
She slammed the door of her locker shut and arranged the books in her arms properly before lowering her head, as she always does. "Yes that's her, she is so shameless," She heard one of the female students tell another. "What did she do this time? Seems like I'm always lost when drama is happening in this school," The male student replied and she adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, they were always talking bad about her. "Thats true, did you know that she still had the guts to flirt with Zara, of the NASTIES' crush!" "Eish! That's so shameless!", exclaimed the male student. She cringed and walked briskly from were they stood. She lived like a "known ghost" in the school, people talked about her but avoids her like some plague. Just as she was about to take the flight of stairs that led to the library, the bell rang signifying the start of c
Inferior me Life at home
"Hey let me help you," She heard someone volunteered. Dream raised her head, looking at the mirror. The image of the junior student who had brought in the cart of strawberry was reflected on it. "Uhh—Who are you?," She asked. She was scared, many thoughts were running through her mind. "My name is Erica," The girl introduced herself and walked towards Dream. As Erica drew nearer to Dream, she took a step back till her back hit the strong brick wall. Erica couldn't help but chuckle on how scared she was, they must have really been tormenting the poor girl. "Don't be scared senior, no one sent me I just want to help," explained Erica. Dream sighed and gave her the small handkerchief and Erica started wiping her skirt. "Senior Dre—," "It's Dream, just Dream," corrected Dream.
Inferior me The new kid
Dream smiled, she was in a garden giggling happily as the butterflies danced around her. She couldn't remember the last time she was this happy and smiling this broad. She picked a flower and pushed it into her hair, she inhaled it's fragrance and smiled again. "Dream! Dream baby!" She heard her mother called out. The sharp pain she felt in her neck as she stirred, made her realise that her happiness was a dream. She sighed and raised her head, realising that she had slept of on the steering wheel, no wonder her neck hurts so bad. "Dream! Are you sleeping!?" Her mother asked, knocking on the window. Dream sucked in a deep breath before glancing at the time in her car. She wanted to know if she really needed to get down from the car, it was 5:30am. "Time to prepare for school," She muttered and opened the car.
Inferior me Her only friend
"Why are you running?" she heard a girly but masculine voice asked and she turned to see who it was. He was sitting on the bench, her favorite spot precisely, his head was up high glued to to the beautiful and colourful butterflies dancing around the flowers. His fairly lengthy blonde hair was styled perfectly covering his forehead, his hands were deeper into the pockets of his trousers, the bench was not long enough to contain his tall but lean body. "Who are you?" She questioned taken aback by his presence. 'No one, rather too many people don't know this place but how come did this stranger find here?' she thought, observing him. "Hmm who am I? I really don't know," He said, nonchalantly not even darting his eyes away from the butterflies he was watching. "How did you find this place?" She asked again, not minding
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