Perfect Prefect (Cashby) COMPLETED

Cashby becomes alarmingly self aware (FINAL)

The-next-Monday-I-want-to-apologise-for-all-the-time-lapses-and-the-lack-of-buttsecks

School was actually beginning to be a little bit more enjoyable.
At least the student body was, the maths teacher still did not give a single, motherf*cking sh*t.

Austin and I roamed the halls waving the couple everyone hates. Holding hands and kissing constantly.

People only hated is because we were kissing, not because of who we were kissing.
Yeah, once David has been taken of his mighty pedestal of homophobia the mocking stopped, and most of the emo insults were redirected at Mr. Wentz know I had some 'muscle' on my side.
And some Eye Candy.

I think most of the teachers hated us, because we were always being the weird touchy couple.
They were just jealous that their spouses weren't giving them any attention.
Like the students.

Holding hands in class, arms around each other in the cafeteria....
Aaron would have been furious had he not had a girlfriend, now we were just having PDA competitions; whoever could just annoy the other couple won.
It was,
Aaron and Amanda: 2
Austin and I : 4

We were all just clingy sons of b*tches.
Not than Austin or I minded.
Or Kenadee for that matter, she had decided we had to get married in spring because the flowers were greenest then and hey would match her dress.
I know, I'm 17 and I shouldn't want to marry anyone but I do know people who do (AN: *cough*Matty Mullins) so it can't be a bad feeling.
I would marry Austin and I think I might plan to eventually, I haven't known him as long as I would like to before I consider something like marriage.
Unless he grows out a huge fringe and starts listening to Blood On The Dance Floor.

That'd be a modern day nightmare.

I had just left Maths, and was going to meet Austin so we could go to mine and be a cuter couple than we already were.
"Babe?" I asked
"Yeah?"
"I'm actually so f*cking hungry I could die. Is a stop at Taco Bell an option?"
"Yes. Normal orders are not!"
I laughed and buried my head in the side of his neck.
He kissed the top of my head.
"That's another point to Cashby." Aaron said.
"Cashby?" I questioned (AN: thEY'RE BECOME SeLFAwaRe!)
"Yeah. Carlile and Ashby makes Cashby!" He explained, like it was a perfectly normal thing
"You have too much free time Aaron." I said, shaking my head fondly.

We all walked out of the school.
"My place, to grab the car?" Austin asked.
"Yup."
"And to possibly grab Ken from school?"
"Yup!" I smiled

Aaron and Amanda had a class 5th period so once lunch was over Austin and I walked out, hand in hand like the f*cking sh*ts we were.

And we were kind of sh*tty.
I felt like I had blossomed from a Hermit-who-was-revolted-by-the-idea-of-getting-romantically-close-to-someone Piece of Sh*t to a much cuter and more social Piece of Sh*t.

Austin and I got to his place and dumped our bags and decided to pick Kenadee up from school.
What little girl wouldn't like to be picked up early on a Monday?

We drove to her school, a cute little primary school, with chalk drawings all over the asphalt.
Didn't make it less deadly.
"I haven't been to a primary school in forever!" I said,
"I picked Kenadee up, a little before I was preoccupied." He looked at me and I blushed a little.
Once again, he kissed my temple.
It made me feel a little short but it was also the sweetest thing.
Little kisses have become a small weakness of mine.

Austin lead us to a secretary's office like Mr McKinnon's but with more crayon drawings.
"Hello Mr.Fuentes!" Austin said,
"Austin Carlile?"
"Yes."
"Here to pick up your cousin?"
"Yes!"
"Room 1A." He said, I'm assuming that was Kenadee's little-kid-homeroom.
Austin took my hand and lead me down to a classroom.
He knocked politely and a chorus came from within;
"Miss! Someone's at the door!"
"Please, come in." 'Miss' called and Austin opened the door.
"AUSTIN!" Kenadee yelled, and ran up from her seat.
She came and hugged me
"Hello Kenadee!"
"Hi Alan!"

Austin talked to the teacher and Kenadee pointed around at the classroom.
"I drew that butterfly!" She pointed at a cute crayon drawing of a pink butterfly.
It was really sweet, considering that was Austin's nickname for her.
"This is my friend Nash!" (AN: I needed someone to be a holdings homophobe so who else?!)
She said, dragging me to a young potato-looking boy,
"Why were you holding that boy's hand?" Nash questioned straight away.
"Because he's my boyfriend."
"Ew!"
Okay. I'm done with you, Trash.

"Ready to go?" Austin asked, sparing me from slapping a 6 year old.
"Hi!" Kenadee said
"Are you up for some Taco Bell?" Austin asked,
"Not with you! You take to long!"
I burst out laughing and Austin out his spare hand on his chest, mocking offence.
Kenadee knew, Austin and his 'everything is a clue' ways.
(AN: Austin could help me with the BMTH bullsh*t)

We left and got into the car, Kenadee apparently didn't need a car-seat. Or at least that's what we tell whoever asks.

"The plan of attack?"
"Spend less than 5 minutes ordering at Taco Bell."
"Nuuuuuuuuu." Austin whined
"Yes!" Kenadee answered from the back.
"Okay. In memory of our first date chicken burritos?"
"Definitely."

We drove down to Taco Bell and got our orders.
"Creek?" I asked, sticking with the theme of our first date.
"I'm down for that. What about you Ken?"
"No! The mud will get on my sketchers!"

Wow Kenadee. Since when were you a 14 year old white boi?
Caring for your light-up-sneakers like they were Jordan's.

Austin laughed, he really did 'light up' when he smiled.
Such a babe!
"Let's go home." Kenadee whined.
"Okay then." Austin said, still smiling.

We drove back to Austin's, with Kenadee making requests the entire time.
"I wanna listen to Panic! At the Party."
"Disco."
"Same thing."
"We don't have any."
"We have the vinyl!"
"No more vinyls for you. You scratched the last one!"
"I want some music!"
"Alan could play for us."
"Uh no." I butted in.
"I'll pick something." Kenadee said

When we went in Kenadee went straight to the laptop and played the acoustic version of 'If I'm James Dean You're Audrey Hepburn'.

"Dance with me Alan!" Austin said, holding his hand out.
I took it and he pulled me in tight.
Our hands were joined and on each other's waists as we slow danced around his living room.
"You're gorgeous." He whispered
"You're beautiful." I said
"You're stunning."
"You're perfect."
I, not being a thesaurus wanted to shut him up and kissed him.
He kissed me back, sweetly. He moved his hand from my waist to my cheek.
He pulled back and smiled.
He kept dancing with me, spinning me around.
I blushed as he pulled me back into his chest.
"I love you Austin."
"I love you Alan."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
It's done!

Probably gonna put up an epilogue
-M x