Torn

CALLIE'S POINT OF VIEW

"So how'd you get expelled from your last school?" I ask. Luke and I are walking around the park, while I bounce the skate board we used on my knees.

"Long story." He replies.

"I like long stories." I smile up at him.

"This one is a short story, then." He smiles, but he's still looking ahead.

"Come on," I punch his shoulder, "tell me. Here, I'll tell you a story, if you tell me." I smile.

"Okay." He says, like he's accepting a challenge or something.

"M'kay. So in..." I sigh, thinking back, "I think about freshman year, yeah, Calum had this really mean teacher, like, she was awful. But she was only mean to him, so one night my friends and I went to the teacher's house, and egged it. Anyway, she woke up and we ran, but she'd already called the cops, and they caught up to us so I spent the night in a holding cell." I laugh, because for me, well- us, it's no big deal. What I didn't tell him, is that back then, I was dating Calum.

"Huh, okay, so I guess I should tell you mine now?" He asks.

"Guess so." I smile.

He sighs, run a hand through his perfectly perfect quiff, "Well.. I sort.." He mumbles the last part.

"What?"

He sighs again, "I sort of set the gym on... Fire..." He says shyly.

"WHAT?!" I yell, but impressed, "YOU TOTAL BAD ASS!" I laugh. He rolls his eyes, but he's smiling really hard. "I'm gonna have to do something pretty bad so we'll be tied." I smile, bouncing the skate board on my knees.

"It wasn't that great." He smiles at me.

"Oh shush."

JESS'S POINT OF VIEW

I sit in class with Morgan, doodling in some kid's notebook. Not exactly sure who's... Anyway, when I glance up, my eye is caught on noticing that Ashton has been looking at me, probably for a while. I quickly look back down, blushing.

"Hey um.. What do you think of Ashton?" I ask Morgan quietly.

"He's cool." She shrugs. She's probably confused, since we've been friends with him for like eight years, and she isn't all crazy about crushes. She's never had a crush besides Mikey, and she refuses to admit to liking him. Well, at least to me. Morgan looks up at me, and then realizes. "Oh! You mean, like... What do I THINK OF ASHTON."

"Uh huh." I laugh. She looks at him and bites the corner of her lip. Morgan bites the corner of her lip whenever she's thinking really hard. If she tugs on it, she has a crush on something (she only ever does that to Michael, but he never seems to notice.)

"Well. He's got a 2.0 grade average, cool hair, a nice smile, he's a total bad boy. So, yeah, go for it." She smiles, going back to drawing.

"Go for it?" I question. I'll admit, it's junior year, and I still have never had a boyfriend.

"You know." She winks.

"N-No... I really don't?"

"Yes, yes you do." She giggles a little at the paper.

"Nooo, no I don't."

"Oh, sweet innocent little Jess." She smiles, patting my head. I raise an eyebrow.

"INNOCENT?" Bitch is a compliment, innocent is an insult.

"You heard me." She teases. She's trying to get me to do something. But I won't, I mean, what good could come from it anyway?

"I wouldn't call myself INNOCENT."

"No, you're right, I call you innocent." She looks up. I raise both eyebrows.

"If I were so called, 'innocent' would I do this?" I ask. I walk over to Ashton, and before sitting on his lap, I whisper to him, "Morgan called me innocent." So he'll understand why this is happening. I bring my lips to his, and start softly kissing them. Damn. I think the teacher is yelling at us to stop, but... I don't know. I don't want to. His arms wrap around my waist, as the kiss gets more rough. Tongues are involved. Before I can do anymore though, the teacher rips me off of him by the shoulder. She's screaming at me, but I kinda just keep looking at Ashton.

MORGAN'S POINT OF VIEW

Well, that worked.

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