"Head in the clouds, got no weight on my shoulders"
When I was little, I thought life was perfect. But now, everything is a lie. I face things every single day ever since my mom died. About 80 percent of them involve my dad. He wants me to be something that I'm not, and it's stupid. I can't change myself, but in order to appease to him, I made this compromise with him. This compromise was worse than what he wants me to actually be. I've got 99 problems. But you, Ashton, won't be one.


27. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times part 2

After our breakfast date, Ashton decided "hey let's go down to the park in my development." He literally said that.

I agree with him and we head off. We spent a good amount of time playing tag and swinging on the swings and he watched me fall on my ass on the monkey bars. Damn those monkey bars.

We were now just sitting on the swing set, not swinging but sitting.

"I find it crazy, the two of us." He said looking up at the clouds.

I look over at him. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well, we didn't know each other until like the beginning of the school year and soon it'll be halfway through our senior year and we are almost pretty close friends. And it's November now." He says looking over at me. "It's just how much has changed."

He's right. He's...really right.

And then as I was about to think about how he was right for the the third time, my phone goes off. I take it out of my pocket and it's Michael. "Excuse me for a moment." I get off the swing and walk far away. "Hey Mikey."

"Con! The gang just came up with a great idea to see you tonight." Oh god.

"I am not sneaking out that already got me grounded the last time." I whisper into my phone.

"Why are you whispering? Is someone around you?"

"I'm at the park with Ashton."


I swear to god.

He then proceeds to tell me Calum's plan to sneak into the club, which I then say that that's the most fucked up plan ever, and then he said it's inevitable and they're coming.

And he hangs up.

Well, I guess my friends are coming to the club later.

Ashton dropped me off at home, I grabbed my bag with my uniform in it, headed out to my car, and went to the club.

Upon arrival, I see some dudes definitely already drunk and hooking up with waitresses and the dancers. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Alice making out with a guy. I feel sorry for her because she has to live a lie of being straight and not her regular self.

I keep walking to the back room and when I enter, I look around to make sure the coast was clear. It was. I walk over to the window and check my phone for any text. I had one from Calum.

From: Cal Pal: "we're outside the club. Well behind it. Open the window before some drunk guy finds us!!!"

I chuckle at how scared the text sounded so I rush over to the window and open it. I peek my head outside and yell, "guys it's open!" That's when all four of them fumble into the back room.

"I'd never thought in a million years that I would be in a burlesque club." Luke says getting up off the floor.

"I'd never thought in a million years I'd be dressed up as a boy in a burlesque club." Marlee says after fixing up her disguise. I guess in order to blend in if anything happened, Marlee dressed up as a dude. Okay, there's a piece of foam in the place of a dick so it doesn't look like if she were approached by a dancer then they'd find out a man has a vagina.

"Okay, here's the plan." I say getting changed. The boys turned away. "So you don't need an ID here to drink, just go up to the counter and ask for one. If any of you spot someone we all know, advance me. I don't care if it's sexual or something, just make sure I'm not spotted by them. Third, please be careful. Especially you, Mar." She nods. "Okay, let's move."

I was serving some drinks to this one dude and as I turned around to leave, he slaps my ass. Okay, do you want an ass slapping yourself? Huh?

That's literally me everyday.

As I bring my tray up to the table, I sit down and look at my coworkers. "Only a couple more months until I'm out of here." I groan.

"Hey, be lucky you're only a senior in high school." One of the bartenders who knows me well states.

"Yeah but like, I hate this job."

"Why? It's the perfect opportunity to get laid."

"But I'm not the getting laid person. I'm in the middle of a bet with a guy who might be my first kiss."

"Wait, you haven't had your first kiss yet? Can I be your first kiss?"

"Fuck you."

That's when I felt someone's hands on my waist. I jump and stiffen up but the whisper in my ear sounded like Michael's. At first, he was whispering sweet nothings, trying to make it look like he's seducing me. But then he whispers ever so softly. "Front entrance."

I turn my head while he fake kisses my neck and my eyes widen.

Why the fuck did the bouncer let them in?!

A group of people from school were here.

Ashton was in that group.

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