《The Gangleader and Me ✅✔ (Completed)》Pathetic, Who?
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"Hey, Mason." I greeted him in the school's hallway and he turned around to scan the hall until his eyes found me.
Then he smiled as I continued to walk towards him.
"Ashley, what's up?" He asked while we both stepped aside to the lockers as more students walked by.
"Ashley Sky, duh." I told him while spreading my hands to the sides.
"I love your style." He chuckles and I slightly smiled.
"So, what can I do for you?" He asked while his eyes slowly checked me out.
"I'm looking for Tyson." I recalled with a nod and he leans against the nearest locker.
"Well, I think he's supposed to be at his locker." He assumed while looking down the hallway as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Making out with some random chick, huh?" I predicted as I rolled my eyes and he chuckled while looking at me.
"Probably, but why are you looking for him?" He asked, seeming curious as he stared at me.
"I wanted to return his phone." I said as I ran a hand through my hair and he narrowed his eyes.
"And how did you get his phone in the first place?" He questioned with a raised brow.
"He may or may not stopped by my house and accidentally forgot it.'' I slowly spoke in an awkward tone as he stared at me.
"Oh." Is all he said as he scratches the back of his head.
"Yeah." I said, awkwardly as I slowly began to walk away and he slightly chuckles while his eyes watched me.
I walked down the hallway after I playfully rolled my eyes at him.
Then I encountered Tyson standing at his locker and he wasn't alone, of course.
I exhaled a deep breath.
"Tyson." I greeted him to show my presence and the girl looked at me as she broke lips with Tyson.
"What do you want?" The girl asked as she turned around to me with a hand on her hips.
"I was talking to him." I recalled while I made eye contact with Tyson.
I realized he seemed quite nonchalant by my presence as he kept silent.
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"Not you." I added as I slowly looked at the brunette hair girl and she gasped in an offensive tone.
"Bitch, he doesn't want to talk to you, since we are obviously busy, so move along." She informed me as she slightly shoved me in the shoulder before she locked lips with Tyson, once again.
I chuckled to myself as I took a step backwards.
When I looked at them, I realized Tyson lips were still locked with hers, but his eyes were currently looking at me.
I poked the girl on the shoulder and she broke the kiss with an exhale of sigh.
She slowly turned around to look at me for the second time.
"What?" She raised her voice as she stared at me.
"I still need to talk to him." I told her in a calm manner and she screeched loudly.
I realized, there's alot of birds in this school...
"Listen up, you pathetic bitch." She spit her words at me as she took a step foward.
"You better get out of my face, before I whore slap you." She threatened me as she pointed a finger in my face.
I scoffed.
"Says the whore, herself." I said as I stood in her personal space and she slowly retreat her finger.
"So, slap me, I dare you." I insisted as I glared into her eyes and she stared at me while taking a step back.
"Tyson?" She slowly turned her attention to Tyson.
He chuckles while crossing his arms over his chest while watching us in silence.
"And you called me a pathetic bitch." I narrowed my eyes at her while I slightly chuckled.
She rolled her eyes before she started to walk away.
"Hey, whore!" I yelled at her and I watched as she literally turned around to look at me.
"Don't come back." Tyson took the words from my mind and she scoffed before she disappeared into a different hall.
"Hey, I wanted to say that." I told him as I slightly punched him in the shoulder.
He looked at me.
"Well, too bad for you." He shrugged while his eyes checked me out.
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"And also for me, since I just lost my damn date." He exhaled a deep breath while he leans against his locker.
I rolled my eyes.
"I just came to return your phone which you accidentally left yesterday, at my house." I said as I retrieved his phone from my bag then I handed him it.
He took it while he curiously looked at me.
"You didn't try to hack into it, right?" He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Maybe I should have." I admitted while suspiciously staring at him.
He smirks.
"So, what are you doing tonight?" He decided to question when I was about to walk away.
I looked at him.
"Nothing which concerns you, of course." I said as I gestured a hand towards him and he ruffled his hair before rolling his eyes.
"Come to a party with me, tonight." He spoke with demand in his voice as he looked me in the eyes.
I stared at him.
"Why?" I questioned.
"I'm sure there's a lot of girls in this school who would love to go with you." I informed him while I slowly looked around in the hallway.
"You're the one who rushed my date away, so it's fair to say that you should come with me instead." He declared as he poked a finger against my nose and I looked the other way.
"Unless you want to go through the trouble of finding me a new date or apologize to the old one." I heard him suggesting and I looked at him with a slight glare.
"Fine, I will go with you." I said as I threw my hands into the air with a groan.
He smirked.
"So, what time should I pick you up?" He asked, curiously while looking at his phone.
I shook my head.
"You can't pick me up at my house." I refused while running a hand through my hair.
I knew my Father would totally disagree about me attending a party at night, while being new to the town and I refused to think of my stepmother's reaction at the moment.
He cocked an eyebrow.
"Are you planing to sneak out?" He slightly chuckled before he returned his eyes to his phone.
"Oh, I would never do that." I told him with an innocent smile and he looked at me while he sneered.
"Well, the real party starts when I arrive, so I am going to pick you up, few meters from the mansion gates at exactly 7pm and we can go." He suggested while he touched his sharp jawline with his empty hand.
I slowly nodded.
"You're the first girlfriend, I had in a long while." He said with a nod as he looked down the hall and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Huh?" I asked, confusingly and he softly chuckled as he glanced at the floor.
"You're a girl and you somehow made your way up the line of being my friend." He spoke with arrogance in his voice as he slowly looked at me.
I scoffed, boldly.
"So, you're the first I had in a long while, blonde." He shrugged before he rudely ruffled my hair and I frowned as I shoved his hand away.
He chuckled as he crossed his arms over his chest then he watched me while I ran a hand through my hair.
"I don't know if that should make me feel better about going with you or not." I informed him while I took a step backwards to start walking away.
He shrugged.
"Oh...and you better look hot tonight, Ashley." He encouraged with a blunt expression on his face as he pointed a finger at me.
"Don't I always?" I smirked while spreading my hands to the sides as I started to walk away.
Then I stopped mid-way when I heard him saying...
"Slow down, your ass is shaking too much." I could hear the smirk in his voice.
I slowly turned around to flash him a wink then I watched as his lips curled into a slight smile.
I looked away when I realized, I was about to return the smile and I started to walk away in silence.
Well, that was awkward...
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