Spring Break.

At last, there's no need to skip.

If my Nash wasn't cool, I'd stay in the house the whole time watching Catfish or reading some corny love story.

But she was, so right now I was packing for our Annual Spring Break Trip.

We had a friend, Luke, who was filthy fuckin' rich and owned a huge cabin by the lake; upstairs and downstairs. It was where a whole lot of airhead bimbos and horny jocks gathered, got super wasted, and hooked up with each other for 2 weeks.

That's the way I saw it anyway.

Overall, we always had fun, made memories, got drunk and yada yada or whatever so I packed every year without a doubt. How do you say no to free liquor?

I doubt that I could get away with skipping anyway. Nash would, without a doubt, drag me by my big toe.

I decided to jump in the shower before leaving for break. I knew that I would be a little uncomfortable taking showers at the cabin because of all the boys around. Setting out an oversized graphic tee and a comfy pair of Sophies, I head to the shower a little too excitedly.

44 minutes later I was dressed, packed, and ready.

I looked to my makeup scattered across my vanity, laughing to myself. I knew just about every other girl coming along would be wearing a full face of makeup and I was so ready to observe their makeup drip from their faces in globs after they got pushed into the lake.

Grabbing my bag, I carefully made my way downstairs as quickly as I could. I almost called out to my mom before glancing at the eery note on the table. I texted her a quick 'I love you' with a location pin to the cabin and tossed my phone on the table. Cringing at the sound it made,

Note to self: may need a new phone.

No one brought their phones to camp it was kind of like a get away I guess. Or an easier way to get out of cheating but, that's none of my business.

I heard the two honks outside indicating Nashly was here to pick me up and fist pumped the air, laughing as I ran out the door.

Shocked, I was met with a truck that was definitely not Nashly's.

I walked over, slowly analyzing the large, black Tundra in my driveway and immediately realized it was full of all the guys.

Great.

I scanned the inside of the truck skeptically, looking for Ashton Kutcher to tell me I've been punked.

One guy in particular caught my attention sitting in the back, right seat.

Ashton.

No, not Ashton Kutcher, Ashton Moore.

He'd always gone with us to the cabin, I guess. Usually hooking up with 84% of the female population there but it was going to be different this time since we had never spoken before,

now.

"Get in the fucking car Madi." Luke yelled, quickly smiling at me after the outburst.

I guess I had kind of just been staring blankly at each one of them in the truck for a while now.

I walked around, still silent, and opened the back doors to see no room.

"Oh yeah-ha, you're going to have to sit in someone's lap and throw your bag in the back, back." Luke laughed shakily, taking my bag from me and chucking it over everyone's head.

I looked between the boys narrowing my eyes slightly.

You have got to be kidding me.

I did not sign up for this.

Cal, asshat, no way.

That left Noah and Ashton.

I crawled over Cal as he gave me a death glare and I somehow refrained finding another cup for his face.

I then moved to crawl over Ashton, his hand shooting up and gripping my waist tightly to pull me down. I turned my head to him, our noses brushing as his glare pierced through me.

Like he was daring me to sit in Noah's lap.

I took the dare.

"You know you could have just gotten in on the other side," Luke said incredulously, speeding off from my driveway.

"Yeah, didn't think about it." I breathed out, focusing on the feeling of Ashton's glare burning a hole in the side of my head.

The first 20 minutes of the car ride went by really slowly.

I made small talk with Noah because well you know,

I was sitting on his lap.

We talked about a lot of different things and I decided that Noah was funny, as he made me laugh for the tenth time.

"Who are you gonna room with?" Noah asked looking up at me, a permanent smile plastered to his perfect face.

Before I could even think about answering, I got the question answered for me.

"Me." Ashton stated, his eyes daring anyone to say different.

No one did.

At this point we were literally 10 minutes away and I was surprised no one had to pee the whole hour.

Boys.

But what's my excuse?

8 minutes away when I felt something jabbing into my leg.

My face got so extremely red-hot, it couldn't have gone unnoticed.

"Madi is it hot for you in here? Your face has gone red as fuck," Luke voiced, with real concern.

O boy

"N-no no I just hit my head on the-uh seat."

Why did I have to be so awkward?

Luke laughed at this obviously not catching on which I was grateful for. He promised me he would slow down but, neither Ashton nor Cal seemed the least bit convinced. They both gave me the same odd look while I just sort of stared at the ground, taming the flame in my cheeks the rest of the 9 minutes.

I was most surprised Cal and Ashton were being so civil although they hadn't said a word to each other, it could've been worse.

"Fûckîng finally were here!" Cal yelled as he got out and headed to the back of the car to grab his bag.

I quickly opened the door and slid out of Noah's lap leaving a hissing boy behind. Stretching and jumping up and down, I prepared myself for another spring break in hell. Why do I do this to myself again?

I walked to the back after all the boys had finished grabbing their bags and internally freaked on the fact my bag was just, gone. I started walking towards the cabin, to look for Ashton since I was sharing a room with him. Maybe he'd picked up my bag for me, that'd be..

Sweet.

"Ashton is upstairs and the girls aren't here yet." said Cal, with a glare that could slice your head off.

I couldn't help but wonder why he'd spoken to me. I know I surely hadn't asked him to.

Without a reply, I just swiftly headed upstairs because to be honest, I still had a right to be pissed about the whole cheat-on-me-on-prom-night thing.

He did not.

Fuck his face.

Heading up the stairs without my bag made me panic but Ashton must have taken it in.

He had to ove'.

Thankfully, the first room with the door open was ours, I noticed even as Ashton had his back to me.

"Are we going to the lake tonight?" I asked Ashton, looking over to the bed he was sitting on.

No bag

"Probably." Ashton said curtly.

I looked to him and his eyes dropped away from me.

"Did you bring my bag up?"

He seemed tense, the angry expression he'd had in the car still never faltered.

"Uh-huh, don't," He interrupted my acknowledgment, "Thank me. I didn't do it for you, it was in my way." He muttered passively.

I nodded confused, before speaking my mind once again.

"Hey do you know where Leo is?"

It was weird I just now noticed that he wasn't in the truck. Then again, when did I ever pay attention to his existence.

"No I don't fucking know where Leo is, Madison." He spit out, grinding his teeth.

So it was pretty clear he doesn't want me to be in the room even though he asked, no demanded, I room with him. I shook my head, annoyed with his rude ass already and started to walk out to ask someone less of a prick.

"Where are you going?" Ashton inquired.

All of a sudden he was beside me, causing me to lose the air from my lungs. I turned to him, trying to match the cold demeanor he held just seconds before.

"Away from you, dick." I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Shoving his chest, I opened the door trying to stomp through the hallway quietly.

Oh come on, it was justified he was so being a dick.

Just because someone or someones been allowing him to talk to them stupid, does not mean I will.

I think the fuck not.

I skipped down the stairs, heading to the kitchen where Luke was putting away all of the food. Before I arrived, I saw a friendly face to which I stopped skipping and returned the friendly smile.

"Hey Noah, do you know where Leo is?" I asked walking up to the couch he was sitting on.

"No, I thought he was coming with us." He looked up at me smiling.

Wow,

he smiles a lot.

It must of been contagious because I found myself smiling back always.

Quick feet made their way down the stairs, so I turned my head to see Ashton, still not Kutcher.

His eyes met mine, and for a moment that was all I could think about.

Shaking my head lightly, I broke myself from the little trance.

Damn you Demon!

I headed the rest the way to the kitchen to approach Luke. He was humming and putting things away with a huge smile on his face.

Okay what the hell?

Is this Disneyland down here while upstairs I'm containing Negative Nancy?

"Hey Luke.. Do you know where Leo is." I questioned, laughing as he grabbed me by the hand and swung me around humming a light tune.

"Yeah him and Nashly aren't coming till next week, I heard they had something planned."

Who the hell was I going to hang out with now?

I mean sure, they made out quite a lot and ignored my rude comments about it but it was better than hanging out with an airhead bimbo!

It was as if someone read my mind and decided to add them right to the equation. As I stepped outside, the car containing the females of the house pulled up.

And this time, two faces stuck out to me.

The two girls my prom date fucked in the janitorial closet.

Hope they brought a lot of alcohol.

What do you guys think happens next?

Where are Nashly & Leo?

Why is Ashton being an ass this time?