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I slowly opened my eyes as someone drew the binds opened. The sun was shinning. Winter was preparing to leave and Spring was coming in a few weeks.
"Good morning" Ashlee said as she stepped away from the blinds. I stood up and stretched.
"You too" I replied as I was putting my hoodie over my t-shirt. I didn't remember anything last night. I wasn't drunk or anything. But the only thing I remembered was..
"YOU KISSED SCARLETTE?" Drake screamed. I jolted and stared at him. Ashlee stared at me and then at Drake.
"You.. Did?" Ashlee asked.
"It... It was nothing!" I said. "REALLY!!" Drake was pissed. But why was he!? He was the one who encouraged her to like me right? Scarlette and I was talking about it...
Scarlette.
SHE was the only one who was there when it happened.
SHE was the one who kissed me.
SHE was the only one who knew!
"But why?" he snarled.
"It just came up" I answered. I was being serious but he didn't believe me. Even though he didn't say anything, he showed it. "How do you even know?"
"Oh, she ws just telling everyone how her first kiss was!" he snapped. I balled my hands into fists. Who the hell does that!?
"I'm sorry!" I replied. Drake was still very angry. I didn't like it when he was angry. Once when he did, he went on a massacre or was on a killing spree because the police caught him damaging the city's property or something. He scared the crap out of me when I saw him that day.
"Drake, clam down" Ashlee said, softly as she held on of his hands. He squeezed it hard. She must of done that so he could release all is anger to her, rather than takign it out at something or someone else. She squinted her eyes from the pain he was giving to her.
"Let's go outside" he mumbled. She followed and I stood in the middle of the room, alone.
"Drake, this is stupid" Ashlee said as she watched Drake throw another snowball to his face.
"This is how I'll get rid of my anger" He threw another snowball to his face. Ashlee sat on the bench and watched him create snowballs and destroy them.
"You're gonna catch a cold" she mumbled, knowing she shouldn't bother telling him stuff like this because he wouldn't care.
"UGH! I think some snow went down my throat!" he coughed. Ashlee sighed. "Yuck!"
"Uh.. What are you doing?" Landyn asked as he sat down on the bench with Ashlee. "Hey, did you hear about Scar-"
"WE KNOW!"
"I know! How could she get plastic surgery in Mexico?" he said. It went dead silent for a monet before he continued. "You know.. Scarlette Johanson?"
"We're talking about Scarlette Somers" Drake replied.
"Why? What happened?" Landyn asked. They began to talk about me, her, the kiss and Landyn soon bursted out laughing.
"Hey, it was nothing." he said. Drake shrugged as he threw another snowball to his face. Landyn knew what was what. Drake knew Landyn was right.
"Just like the other guys.." he mumbled. Ashlee looked at Drake.
"Other guys?" she asked.
"Scarlette had her first kiss before. Well, alot of times" Landyn explained. "Except, all the guys left her all akward and whatnot. She wants her first kiss to be perfect. I guess Gabriel was the best guy"
"Why does Drake care so much?" she asked again. Drake spat some snow that managed to get into his mouth.
"'Cause I beat up all the guys that left her. I know Gabriel won't go with her" he quietly explained. "I don't want to do it to Gabriel. Besides, he's one of my closest friends. I can't bare to look at him injured because of.. Me.." He threw another snowball to his face and Ashlee let of a sigh.
I left the resort and began to walk around, lookng for Drake. I wanted to apologize to him. I didn't mean to kiss her. I would of never done that if I knew she was going to tell the whole world. Plus I didn't feel anything, so it wasn't anything.
"Gabriel!" I spun around and guess who it was.
"Scarlette!" I held onto her shoulders, hard but she just pulled me in for a hug. I hesitated to hug her back so I didn't.
"What's up?" she asked.
"Uh.. Nothing really" I mumbled. "It's just.. Why did you tell everyone about the..um.."
"Kiss?" she finished. "I was just so happy that my first kiss was...perfect" she sighed heavily and smiled like she just read something cheesy off Twilight.
"But it was nothing!" I snapped. She jumped away a little, hurt. But I didn't care anymore.
"But.. But.. But.." she stuttered. "I.. I love you.." I gripped onto her shoulders again.
"You don't though..." I muttered. "How can you?"
"'Cause.. I.. Can.." Scarlette said in between breaths. "It's... A gut feeling!"
"Well stop listening to it!" I growled. Scarlette stepped away.
"'Kay.." she whispered. Then sadly walked away. I let out a sigh and angrily kicked the snow. Damn it. Why did I have to kiss her back? Stupid, stupid me...
Ashlee was on her cell phone.
"Yeah, he did" she mumbled.
"WHAT!? WHY?!" her friend, Mark said.
"Who cares?" Ashlee mumbled again.
"Well, Gabriel's always been an asshole" he replied.
"NO!" she snarled. It was quiet for a moment "Sorry"
"It's okay. I know how.. Um.. Evil you get when it comes to relationships" She let out a laugh.
"Thank you, Mark?" Ashlee giggled. Mark let out a laugh.
"Good luck with it" he said. They both hung up. Ashlee was depressed, angry and fustrated. Depressed because Scarlette and I were supposively going out, angry because it was Scarlette that I was dating and fustrated because.. Now she'll always see that whore with me.
Why not me?, she thought. Gabriel..
"Hey" I finally said. She spun around and jolted a bit. I wasn't stocking her or anything. I just didn't know how to talk to her.
"Woah, don't do that" she mumbled again. "You scared me, why can't you come up tio me and say 'hi' like a normal person?"
"Uh.. Hi?"
"Too late" she spun around again.
"Um.. You pissed?" I asked.
"Mhm" was all she replied. I placed my hands in my pocket.
"Sorry" I mumbled. "We're not going out" I stared at the ground. "I'm sorry. Real sorry."
Now this was the part when she says "It's okay, I forgive you" But she didn't. She just walked away.
I just stood there, hurt. I said sorry, didn't I? I guess that wasn't enough for her this time. Ashlee can't stay mad for long... Right?
"Wait,Gabriel" I spun around and it wasn't her.
"Yeah...?" I asked. Scarlette was standing there with a scarf around her neck, a jean jacket, black shirt, necklaces, high heels and oddly, a red and green plaided skirt.
"Well, I.. Um.. You know.. I'm..Really like you.. Sorry..." she scoffed out. I creased my eyebrows together.
"I didn't understand a word you said" I replied. She blushed a very deep red colour.
"Sorry... About... Everything, Gabriel....." she said, slowly.
"It's okay I guess" But it wasn't. Drake was pissed at me and so Ashlee. My two closest friends were angry at me because of her.
"Drake is having a party tonight.. And.. Do.." She stuttered for a moment "Doyouwannagotothepartywithme?"
"Excuse me? Can you slowly repeat it?" I asked.
"Do.. You.. Wanna.. Go.. To.. The ..Party.. With me?" She shut her eyes closed, scared about what I was going to do or reply.
"Sorry, but I'm going home..." I fibbed.
"Oh.. Why?Becauseofme?I'msosorry" she rapidy apologized.
"No. I just need to.. Finish some homework or something" Scarlette nodded and then asked about us having a long distance relationship. 500 miles wasn't really long distance but I just said I wasn't commited into any relationship that was really long distance. I saw disappointment I her eyes but this was somewhat true.
"Come on, you can find someone better than this" I pointed at myself. She scanned me, looking up and down.
"No.." she whispered. "I'll.. Try to move on." Her voice got louder. "You're really special and I guess I'm not the right person to make you happy, like how you are when you're with Ashlee." I glanced at her "I know you like her and she likes you. Everyone does." She let out a small and quiet laugh, but she wasn't really enthusiastic about Ashlee and I together.
"I gotta go pack" I blurted out. She nodded.
"Wait" So I did "Close your eyes" I obeyed. I thought I had another eyelash or something but she crushed her lips onto mines again. I pushed her away hard. I was dead silent between us. I didn't know what to do, or what to say. I just rapidly walked away. "Gabriel!" I quickly slipped into the elevator and closed the door shut before she could get in. Scarlette was officially the creepiest girl I ever met.
I called Justin to pick me up A.S.A.P. He was hovering me like a mom again, asking questions like what was wrong or did I break a bone.
"So how was skiing?" he asked. I shrugged.
"I didn't get a chance to" I replied.
"Why not?" he asked, yet again. I shrugged again.
"Justin, no more questions." I said. "How was your 2 days without me?"
"The usual. Hanging out with friends, working. Maybe I should try to get a girlfriend. Is Ashlee still single?" he teased. I smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, she is."
"You guys are really close. Should I know what's going on between you guys, Gabriel?" he teased again, with a serious tone.
"Nah, it's nothing" It was silent all the car ride home, and Ashlee was on my mind the whole time.
Turns out that Scarlette didn't go to the party. She didn't want to.
But Ashlee did.
"Stop it!" she yelled. One of Drake's friend, who had too much to drink slammed her against one of the walls in the hallway. He gripped onto her wrists and lean close to her.
"I don't want the fun to end, why do you?" he asked.
"How is this fun!?" she yelled back.
"Demetri!" Drake dragged him and slammed him onto the wall behind him. "You asshole! Get the hell away from her!"
"Drake, chill." he said in a calm tone. "We were just having some fun. She doesn't mind" Drake's anger increased as he pushed him to the ground.
"Don't ever go near her, you drunk bastard!" Drake knew that Demetri was a good guy. all of his friends were. But beer changes everyone.
"Dude.." Demetri didn't get to finish his sentence as Drake pushed him outside, in the freezing cold.
"Drake, don't kill him!" Ashlee said. Drake rolled his eyes and pushed Demetri onto the stairs of the stairwell. He then refocused his attention to Ashlee. He pulled her into close and wiped her her tears off her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"You're smudging my makeup.." she mumbled as she wiped the makeup off her hands. Ashlee managed to give him a small smile of gratitude. "Thank you, Drake"
"No problem. Demetri can be a handful when he's.. Um..Intoxicated." She giggled and Drake smiled. "You are okay, right?"
"Yeah. Don't worry about it" Drake pulled her in for a hug and she gladly, hugged him back. As he let her go, his arms slipped away from her shoulders and made it's way to her waist. He slowly bent down.. Closed his eyes.. And lightly kissed her. Ashlee did the same. She gripped onto the back of his hair, gel getting onto her hands. Ashlee didn't pull away from Drake. They stood there together and no thought of me was in her mind at all.
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School finally came around. Small snowflakes began to fall as I drove my Porsche to school. I still remember how I got it. It was 2 years ago on Christmas. Mom and dad didn't give me anything. I didn't really care. When I arrived at Justin's house, he said my gift was outside. I said I didn't want it but he threatened me to take it or my ass will be on the streets before I could say sorry. Porsches in all colours was outside, he said choose one. I chose silver and he sold the rest to his friends.
As I arrived at my locker, Ashlee and Drake approached me. My Timbaland string bag fell from my hands, everything spilling out. I bent down and picked it up.
"Do you need some help?" Ashlee offered as she bent down to meet my face. Drake followed, holding her hand. She didn't have a problem with it as she held is.
"No thanks. Are you two together?" I asked.
"Yeah, we are" Ashlee quietly said.
"Um.." I stood up with my notebooks in my hands "Congrats you guys." I locked my locker and quickly left. Ashlee was perfect and Drake was a good guy. What a perfect match.
I sat in Mrs. Carr's classroom and stayed silent all period. I kept think about Ashlee and Drake.
"Gabriel?"
"Yes?" I snapped back to reality.
"What is the answer?" I glanced at the chalkboard. A chemical company spends x million dollars on research and finds that its profit can be expressed as a function of the amount of money spent on research. If Profit(x)= 30 + 6 log (x+2) how much will the company have to spend on research to increase its profit from its present level, with a research investment of 5 million dollars (P(5)), to 80 million dollars. She handed me a piece of chalk as I got to the chalkboard. I started to write.
P(5) = 30 + 6 log(5 + 2)
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log 2
= 46.84 million dollars
80 = 30 + 6 log2 (x + 2)
50 / 6 = log2 (x + 2)
250/6 = (x + 2)
x = 320.54 million dollars.
"Therefore: increase in spending = 320.54 - 5 = 215.54 million" I mumbled as I returned the piece of chalk to her.
"Well done. Now, since you aswered the question correctly, you get to see your University/College letter first. She handed me an envelope. I sat down and neatly opened the side and poured the letter out.
Dear,Gabriel. Welcome to the Unviversity of Toronto! We are pleased to have such an intelligent young man apply to this university, We hope this will be an exciting and educated experience for you-
"Hey Gabriel" I stopped reading and lifted my eyes off the letter and looked up to Aiden, my close friend. "Did you get in?"
"Yeah.. I did" I mumbled. I wasn't happy but i knew I had to put on a happy face for Justin.
Ring.
"Drake! Drake! Drake! I made it! I made it!" Ashlee squeled like a hyper 10 year old.
"That's great, love." he kissed her on the cheek. Ashlee couldn't keep her eyes off her letter.
"Uni of Toronto" she replied."Did you make it?
"I didn't apply for anything" he said. She didn't say anything until she saw me walk down the crowded hallway.
"Gabriel!" I froze. Crap, she found me.
"Hey" I said. She shoved the acceptance letter to my face.
"I made it! Did you make it to Toronto too?" she asked. I bit my lip. After high school, I have 4 more years with her? Perfect, I already hated to see her with Drake. How am I suppose to put up with her for 4 more years?
"Oh.. No" I said.
"But you're so smart.. What's your average? 93%?"
93.248, I thought "I don't know why" I began to walk away. Some one walked passed me as he was kicking a crumpled letter on the ground. I threw it there. I just crumpled my acceptance letter up and threw it over my shoulder, hoping someone would just throw it away for me.
"Wanna go get some lunch?" Drake asked. Ashlee saw the crumpled ball and picked it up.
"Um.. I'll meet you in the cafteria" she replied. He nodded and walked away. Ashlee uncrumpled the ball and began to read it.
The name Gabriel echoed through the hallway. I ignored it. I just kept walking.
"Dude, that chick is calling you" Aiden said. I looked over my shoulder and Ashlee pushed her way through the sea of people.
"You made it. Someone must of stole your acceptance letter or something." she said.
"Gabriel already knew about it. He was the only one who ever touched or laided his eyes on it" Aiden replied. "Why did you throw it out?" I stared at him.
"Go eat your lunch or something, Aiden" I muttered. He quickly left but everyone else who witnessed it stayed.
"I thought you said you'd stop lying to me" she said. She looked down at the letter an I snatched it away.
"Shut up, Ashlee! This is none of your business!" I snapped as I stuffed the letter in my pocket.
"But!"
"Go away!" I interupted. She stayed. I punched her and she hit the wall behind her. She rubbed her head as she sat down. I punched a locker in front of me.
"I'm sorry... I'll go.." she said as she walked away. Everyone else did too. I stayed in the middle of the hallway and stared at my hands. I.. I punched Ashlee...
"Hey Ashlee! I- Oh my god! What happened?" Drake turned Ashlee's face to the right. It was red and swelling. A teardrop fell onto his hand.
"It.. It was nothing.." she mumbled. He touched her cheek and Ashlee flinched. "Stop! It hurts!"
"Sorry. Don't worry, iI'll start a fight with whoever did this and win for you"
"No, Drake, don't. Please?" she asked. He nodded and continued to look at her face.
The next day, Ashlee wasn't at school. The day after, she wasn't at school either. Her mom said she did go though.
Drake was depressed. Everyone noticed it. She called no one and made no contact with me or Drake.
Wednesday.
Thursday.
Friday.
On Friday, she came to school. Ashlee just came to clear her locker out. But stopped by to see us.
"Gabriel? Can I come talk to you for a minute?" Mr. Stan asked. I nodded.
"Is there a problem, Mr. Stan?" I asked. He nodded.
"Is there any problems with you and your brother, or anyone else at school?" I thought for a moment.
"Everything is as right as rain" I replied.
"Well, you're the best student here but you're slowly dropping to one of the worst" he said. "Physics-64%, Computer Engineering-59%, History-41%" My eyes widen.
"But.. But there's nothing wrong with my life." I said. I bit my tongue for a minute "I'm sorry. I am lying. I did lose someone very dear to me"
"What happened?" he asked.
"I.." I looked beyond him and someone was at the door. "Excuse me for a moment" I ran to the door and hugged her, tightly.
"You're too strong! You're cutting off my blood circulation!" Ashlee joked. I let go of her and looked at her face.
"I'm sorry, so sorry!" I said, sincerly. She held the side of her face.
"It's okay. It's amazing what foundation and concealer can do" she teased again. I sadly smiled at her.
"Where were you? Drake's been so depressed without you." I stared at her outfit. A white collar shirt, a tie that matched her plaided skirt. It looked like a uniform.
"I.. I go to a private school now. Waterlily Catholic School." She pointed at the badge on her shirt that stated the school's name.
"But you're not even catholic! And I didn't mean to literally tell you to go away." I explained as my heart skipped a beat. "Do you know how bad I'm doing because you left?"
"I didn't mean to. I singed up for this school when I moved here but they didn't accept me until now.." She saw the sadness and bewilderness in my eyes. "I'm sorry. I have to say bye to Drake too. I'll see you on the first day of Uni, okay?" I nodded, my face getting hot from holding in my emotions. She left and I walked back to Mr. Stan.
"Is this why you're doing so bad?" he asked. I nodded and kept my head down. "You may go now" I nodded again and left the room, quickly. I soon ran into Drake.
"Hey Drake. 'Sup?" I asked, trying to act normal.
"This" he held his cell phone to my face and I read the text message.
We're over, I'm sorry, Drake.-Ashlee
Days turned to weeks and weeks turned into months. School was ending so fast. But my grades got up because of Justin.
Prom! Friday, June 19th. From 6:00 p. m to 12:00 midnight. Prom was arriving in 2 days.
"Prom's coming. You got a date?" I asked as Drake read the flyer on the bulleton board. he shook his head.
"I don't want to go with anyone. You?" I shook my head. Just then Angel approached us.
"Hey you guys" she smiled.
"Don't ask me to prom" Drake muttered as he walked away. Angel made a face.
"I wasn't gonna ask you.. I was gonna ask you.." she said.
"Eh?" I asked.
"Do you wanna go with me to prom?" she asked. I was confused for a moment until I figured out she wasn't lying.
"Yeah.. Okay."
"As friends" she added. I creased my eyebrows together. Of course as friends.
"Yeah, I know" I grumbled.
"You're a really special guy. Thank you for this. I'm sorry I couldn't be the one to make you happy. I know you can do better"
"You too" I said.
"I'm wearing blue to prom so will you?" she asked. I nodded. Angel began to walk away. I know it's not a real date but... I wish it wasn't a pity date.
After school, I went straight home and told Justin about the whole thing about Angel. He brought me to get a custom made suit from French Connection.
"It's weird how it's a pity date" I said as someone took my measurements.
"You know why" he asked.
"Why?"
"Angel's a slut. And I don't mean it like the ones that just exposes themselves to get people's attention."
"Uh huh..." I said.
"So how's Ashlee?" he asked "Are you two friends or what?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked.
"You haven't mentioned her in a while." he replied. "Besides, your friendship is odd. This week you're not friends, next week you are and soon enough, you'll both be drunk and getting hitched in Vegas" I blushed and looked at him, as he shot me a smirk.
"That's stupid..." I remarked. He smiled, dimples forming in his cheeks.
"Haha, maybe. But who knows. Maybe I jinxed you and it'll happen." he grinned again at his accusation. I did the same.
"Well, Ashlee goes to a private school. And since we don't have the same school board, our schedule is different." I added. "I haven't seen her since January" We headed towards the front desk of the store and Justin drew what the suit should look like.
"How do you make so much money? The suit alone is over 400 dollars and the cost of custom designs are exspensive." I said.
"I studied hard. I didn't want to live a life we grew up in" he explained as he continued to draw. I took the pencil and erased something on the paper that I didn't like. I handed it back and he rolled his eyes "Dude, trust me. I have fashion sense"
"There's so many things wrong with that sentence you just said" I said. He smacked me on the back of my head and I flinched from all the pain that was kicking in.
"By the way, prom is awesome. I still remember mines"
"Who did you go with?" I asked. "That Rebecca bitch?"
"Watch your language. And yes, her" I tucked my into the inside of my t-shirt. "What are you doing?"
"I think I just died a little inside" I smirked.
"Whatever. Just you know.. Remember safe sex" he said.
"I'm not gonna sleep with Angel at prom like you" I reminded. He shrugged.
"It was fun" he laughed.
"I'm dying here!" I teased back.
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Ashlee began to pack her belongings in her backpack as someone placed their hand on her desk. She looked up.
"Hi Ashlee" he said.
"Oh.. Hi Xavier" she mumbled. She wasn't so likable at this school. Not as much as Oakville.
"Are you going to prom?" he asked.
"Maybe"
"You got a date for prom?" Xavier asked again. She stared at him and his piercings. One on his nose, lower lip, 2 on his left ear, one on his right, and one on top and below on is right eyebrow.
"Why?" she asked. He blushed.
"I wanted you to be my prom date...." he mumbled. Her eyebows creased together.
"Sure" she said. She wasn't even going so why get his hopes up? To crush them down to hell.
"Great. We'll talk more later. Bye" he grinned. As Ashlee began to walk out of the classroom when she overheard Xavier and his friends.
"She actually said yes" Xavier smirked.
"Wow, haha, I never knew she would" a friend replied.
"So you're just going to show up at prom with someone else? That's harsh" Another friend said. Xavier smacked the back of his friend's head "Ow!"
"Dude, this is just for fun. I barely even know that chick. No worries." he said. Ashlee gripped onto the edges of her skirt with her hands. That was just pure evil. But she didn't cry or get angry. Instead, Ashlee just walked away, emotionless. It was a waste of time and energy to fight over something stupid like that.
Prom night. It came so fast. I picked up Angel in my Porsche, which she always admired ever since I got it. It was a bit akward until we got to the banquet hall, where the prom was being held. I gave her the corsageand we walked into the hall. It was covered with balloons and sparkles. It looked very formal and girly. Drake was alone in a corner in a black suit and tie. All the date-less girls asked him to dance but he politely told them no. Angel didn't really know how to slow dance and it was hard trying to teach her since she was a slow learner. So we akwardly swayed side to side.
"Thank you, Gabriel" she said.
"Your welcome!" I replied "What did I do?"
"You came as my..." she paused for a moment "Friend" I nodded.
"Yeah, friend" I repeated. I didn't have a problem saying that to her. Not anymore.
Hmm.. So this is how prom is, Ashlee thought as she stepped inside the hall. Her high heels clacked whenever she took a step. Everyone turned her direction as soon as she stepped inside. I let go of Angel and walked towards Ashlee.
"You're here!" I gasped. She smiled and nodded. She was wearing a bright yellow strapless dress that reached her knees and it reached her knees. Her chocolate brown hair was in curls and it bounced on her shoulders whenever her head moved.
"Why? Should I go?" she teased as she headed out the door. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back in.
"No" I laughed. My smile soon faded when I realized I left Angel alone on the dancefloor. "I have to go back to Angel"
"'Kay" she said, understanding. I managed to give her a small smile before I left. Drake went up to Ashlee after I went back to Angel. Angel didn't mind me going to Ashlee. We acted like Ashlee never came through to front door.
"Ashlee!" Drake cried. She let out a laugh. He hugged her lightly ans she hugged him back.
"Miss me?" she joked. He nodded and they both headed to the center of the room, where everyone else was dancing.
"Today is the last day of High School" he moaned as he placed her arms over his neck and his on her waist.
"What's wrong? I'm just waiting for University to start" she giggled.
"Man, I should of tried out for University" he said. She nodded.
"So what are you going to do after High School?" Ashlee asked.
"My dad owns this multi million business corporation. And I'm somewhat gonna inherite it." he said. "Is today going to be the last time I'll ever see you?"
"For now. I'll be in Uni and you'll be working. We'll meet again someday, but not often." she explained. Drake gripped onto her tight.
"Then I wanna make tonight last.." he explained. "I.. I still love you" It was quiet for a minute.
"I'm sorry.. I love you like a brother" she softly replied. "Going to Waterlily changed my perspective of life and love."
"So.. This is goodbye?" Drake asked. Ashlee shook her head.
"No, goodbye means forever" she said. "You're my best friend and I don't wanna lose you" She saw him holding in all his emotions; sadness, anger, rage, hurt.
"I don't wanna lose you too" He softly kissed her forehead and left. I watched everything that happened. I felt awful for Drake. Ashlee glanced at the gound, sad and alone. I bit my lip and looked down at Angel, who turned away from me.
"Why did she have to come?" she mumbled.
"She use to come here." I snapped, keeping my anger out of my voice. "Ashlee has every right to"
"She's gonna take my prom date away from me" she quietly snarled. I looked at her pissed.
"Just because I'm your date doesn't mean I like you in any sort of way. You're the one who asked me" I felt bad for saying it but she didn't react in a negative way.
"I know I asked you. I asked you because I wanted you to realize that you're the only decent guy in the whole school. I wished I knew that before I let you go"
"I moved on easier than I thought" I said. I knew it was rude to say but it was the truth.
"I know I should too but.. I think I still love you" Angel stepped back "I know I have to move on but.." She held her head down to the floor. "It's hard... we.. had such a nice relationship.." I held her hands, bent down, and kissed her on one of her cheeks.
"It was great" I said. She started to cry.
"Ignore me.. I'm.. Just being stupid..." She said as she wiped her eyes. "I'm.. I'm sorry, Gabriel..."
"You'll be okay, Angel" I said as I continued to hold her hands. Angel nodded but looked up at me.
"You're one in a million. And so is Ashlee. I understand why you want to be with her." she said. "Everything I ever did to you, if it hurt you in any sort of way, I'm sorry."
"Forgiven. Let's just.. Try to be friends again" I replied. She nodded again. "If you were my friend, you'd let me see Ashlee now" Angel released her hands from mines.
"Yeah." was all she said. I kissed her on her cheek again and walked towards Ashlee.
"Hey Gabriel-" I hugged her tight. And she hugged me back. "You're crushing my lungs!"
"Well too bad" I loosen my grip but still held onto her. I stepped back and looked at her. "You look... Awesome"
"Awesome?" she repeated "I'm suppose to look beautiful and gorgeous."
"You always do" I grinned. I stared at her for a moment. "I love you, Ashlee"
"Wha.." I bent down and kissed her on her lips. She was surprised but kissed me back. I didn't want to let go but a teacher came and told us to stop. So we stepped outside of the building and started to walk around.
"So" I began as I grabbed her by her waist.
"So what?" she asked, confused.
"Do you love me back?" I teased.
"Do I have to answer? I think you, me and everyone else in the world knows"
"Well tell me" I said. "I want to hear it from you"
"Yes Gabriel. I do love you and I won't stop."
"Aww, you said it so nicely" I joked as she hit the side of my arm.
"But you know.. In University, there's gonna that one person who wants to break us up" Ashlee said, coolly.
"That's a risk I'm willing to take" I replied with a grin. We held hands and walked into the horizon. A new life, a new love. Everything will go smoothly in University, with Ashlee by my side.
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The End.
