Chapter 16: Gym shorts and Gatorade.
"And a one...and a two and a..." I pause the video before it can continue.
My mother is making me do yoga with her. She does this every Saturday.
"Mom, why do you make me watch and do this?" I ask my mother, who is dressed in yoga pants and a sports bra.
"Because physical health is everything." My mom tells me.
"So is mental health, mother. And you're ruining mine." I tell her.
She walks over to the sofa I am seated on, and she collects the remote from my hand.
She plays the exercise video and I stand up from the sofa.
"Where are you going?" My mother asks me.
"Out." I tell her before I walk out of the front door.
I sit on the bench outside my front porch as I read the book that I had brought with me. Laying my head on one edge of the bench, I sprawl my legs on the other edge. I read my book in solemn silence before I hear a car horn.
Can't I just have one Saturday to myself?
I sit up and I see Ashton in my driveway.
What is he doing here? We haven't talked in weeks.
I walk down the porch steps, and I walk to where he is standing.
"Ever heard of trespassing?" I ask him, folding my arms.
His black hair is gelled perfectly, as he stares at me licking a lollipop.
"Want one?" He asks me, waving the piece of candy in my face.
"I don't take lollipops from boys who like Courtney." I tell him and he laughs.
"But, you took Zachary's lollipop." He says, faking a frown.
"Okay, shut up. What do you want?" I ask him, rolling my eyes.
"A Midsummer Night's Dream." He says and I stare at him in confusion.
"It's a classic read." He adds.
I realize that he's talking about the book in my hand.
"Obviously. It's Shakespeare." I retort.
"Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind..." He says and I cut him off.
"And therefore is winged cupid painted blind." I complete.
"Kinda reminds me of you and Zachary, 'cause you're so ugly and he's so hot." He says and I stare at him in amazement.
Did he just call me ugly?
"Did you just come here to insult me, or is there a valuable reason why you're in my driveway?" I ask him.
"Wanna go to the movies?" He asks with the lollipop in his mouth.
"No, thank you. I'm a little bit preoccupied." I tell him, waving the book in my hand in his face.
"Shakespeare is dead and gone. Go out with me." He whines.
"But his works aren't. Look, is Courtney out of town or something?" I ask him because his eagerness to hang out with me scares me.
"No, I just want us to hang out like old times." He says, putting his hand behind his head.
"Did your parents put you up to this?" I ask him.
"Sorta." He says and I roll my eyes.
"I knew it." I tell him.
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His Name Is Trouble
Teen Fiction|𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗜 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦| Valarie Stone has had her own fair share of heartbreak when she dated Zachary Henderson in the ninth grade which led to a series of scary events that made her leave town for two years. She's back...
