•Kylie's POV 
Stupid Ashton
So stupid
Think with no brain
A pig-headed goat.
What a dork!
I muttered curses at that jerk in a strange language I am yet to decipher. Maybe it is Latin, french, Portuguese. I don't know. Watch in one chick lit rom-com, forgotten the title. The lady was saying those words I'm saying while angry at this annoying blonde dude, so I assumed that she is insulting the dude.
Or was she ?
Making a mental note, binge watching on Netflix this night.
Instead of going to class, I went to the restroom. I badly need to clear my head and going to class only to receive more headache is not what I need right now.
Entering inside, I heard the sound of someone crying. I came here to have peace and quiet not to be welcome by any form of noise.
I sighed fully entering, shutting the door behind me. “ Hello ?” my voice came out as a whisper but enough for someone to hear, if she does not have ear problem, she will hear. Whoever the person is.
“ Kylie, is that you ?” the person's asked which followed by sniffing.
‘Oh great,’ I rolled my eyes. ‘ just what I need.’
“ What happened to you Anna ?” my voice came out cold, trying to sound concern.
I know, I know. I'm supposed to feel worried for her but hey...right now I'm in a shitty mood, don't need anybody's problem to disturb me.
Sometimes I can be a bitch...deal with it.
Heavy sobs boomed out of the cubicle which is near the wash basin, as a reply to me. I walked towards the cubicle knocking at the door. Seeing she won't answer me, I pushed the door, I heard a thud and I met her laying on the floor not crying this time but groaning.
“ I-I-” I wanted to apologize, but I remember that I knocked. It was expected of her to answer, how did she expect me to know she was staying near the door. Not my fault, if you ask me. “ Why didn't you open the door ?’’ I folded my arms on my chest staring at her laying figure. “ if you opened the door, you won't be kissing the floor.” I told her, not admitting it was my fault but hers. 
She stood up dusting her uniform, releasing a soft groans. Her eyes are red, tears streaks on her face. She looked weary and sad. At least the door made her stop crying. “Good job Kylie.” I said silently to myself.
“ Is it so difficult to say sorry ?” She asked shaking her head still dusting her skirts. Does she really expect to say sorry, *scoffs* Like seriously, she expected me to say sorry, why should I ? 
“ Why should I say sorry ? You pushing that door made you stop crying...”
...but made me feel pain.” She chirped in, making me giggle softly.
“ Well if you look at the bright side, I enjoyed some quietness for some moment,” she rolled her eyes at me, “anyways why were you crying ?” I asked, just to know if she is not wasting her water, crying on unnecessary things.
And she was doing that. What is wrong with humans ? I sighed hearing her rant, cursing at Ray, insulting him. I wished I never ask, don't really have the strength to listen to boys problem, but what she said next gain my interest.
...He had his hands roaming on my body, his kiss lingering on my lips with so much passion,” She said with a smile touching her lips, with her eyes glimmering with desire. She got to be kidding me, is that what made her cry or not ? If not, she should go straight to the point. I don't really have time, I should have gone to class. I hope I don't regret this.
I'm in my bitchy mode right now, so don't blame me. She is lucky I'm not showing it to her, right now I'm just tolerating her.
She choked in her sob, I hope she stops talking soon. “ He walked away looking angry--” Okay, I should really pay attention , now I don't know why he walk away angrily. Even if I am not interested, I need the full gist.
“ Why ?” I asked, she looked up at her with her eyes glistening in tears for a while then open her mouth to speak. “ He wanted to do it with me.” She said gently and I started coughing uncontrollably, understanding what she meant by it. 
She continued, “ So I pushed him away telling him I'm not ready, even if I'm ready I don't want to do it in the school classroom that will be really weird right ?” She laughed nervously. Yeah that would be definitely weird and disgusting. I nod my head as a response. She inhale and exhale, wiping her snots.
Ew!
“ He looked rejected then slowly his facial expressions turn into anger and he walk away--” please don't tell me that is why she is crying.
“ Remember that you also cried over something that is unnecessary.” my subconsciousness reminded me.
Yeah, I know that. That is why I'm angry at myself, for crying over something unreasonable.
--so I followed him to beg him, he entered the toilet--” wait is she serious, she entered the male toilet. Now I understand what they mean by Love can make someone do things.
-- I entered also and I saw him...” she bursted into fresh tears, covering her face in her hands. My heart clenched in pain seeing her cry, it hurts to see my friend crying over a boy. 
I thought Ray is a gentleman, is he not suppose to understand her ? Wait for her ? All boys are jerk.
I place my hand on her shoulder, patting it lightly. “ It's okay, everything will be fine.”
Then she snapped, “ Everything will not be fine,” calm down Kylie, calm down Kylie. She is just being overemotional, just tolerate her for the mean time. I said within me trying not to lash at her.
“ It is not fine, maybe I should have given him my body.” My face morphed into anger, all the anger in my body, every fiber of my body landed on her face.
She staggered a little, held her face looking up at me with a teary eyes in disbelief, trying to look for a reason why I slapped her. Oh trust me, I will give you a reason.
I felt a slight guilt for the handprint on her face, I should have been careful. She had a fair tone skin, fairer than me almost like snow white in the cartoon. So the handprint was really visible, very prominent. But at the same time, I don't feel guilty for slapping her. Like seriously, how do girls think ? 
“ You want to give him your body just not to make him angry,” I yelled at her, then scoff in disbelief trying to process those words that came out from her mouth. “ What the f**k are you thinking ? What of if he does not truly loves you ? What the f**k will you do after giving him your body ? Well let me tell you what he will do, he will f**king dump your ass and you will cry more bitterly than you are right now.” I told her, not caring if her feelings got hurt. “ You will be so stupid if you ever do that, if he can't see that you truly love him then f**k him.
She chuckled softly, now there is that smile. “ I should really break up with him, he does not deserve my love. Just because I rejected him , he went to do it with another girl.” She laughed bitterly, as more tears flowed down to get cheeks.
“ He fucking did WHAT ?!!” I wanted to go straight to Ray, then punch him for hurting my friend, for being a man whore. Then I remembered the same thing that happened to me, what of if Ray did not truly do anything with anybody, she just assume just the way Ashton did. 
“ Did you see him with the girl ? Did you see them doing it ?” I asked her, her nose scrunched up in disgust.
Then shake her head, “ No, but I saw a girl entering one of the cubicle, and the sound of moans followed so I assumed they did it.”
Oh God, what is with people and assumptions ? Humans can be an idiot sometimes.
I heaved a sigh, “ Did you see Ray enter the same cubicle as the girl  ?”
She scratched her hair trying to think, “ I don't know.”
Now it is my turn to snap, “ You are an idiot, why can you not barge inside and confront them or check if it is him than assuming rubbish. What of if he did not truly sleep with the girl and you assume he did, that means you wasted water for no reason. What an idiot !” I scoffed, I place my hand on temple massaging it. “ I skipped class to clear my head not to add more to the ache I have right now. So trust me, I don't have the strength for this, please excuse me.” I said moving to the washing basin, I twisted the tap to the right side putting it on. The water flow down to the skin from the tap, I washed my hands and splash water on my face. I stared at myself in the mirror, my green eyes looking dull. Looking so tired, some wet strands of my hair smeared on my face. I looked unhappy and it is just because of that jerk.
I forced a smile, smiling widely and say to myself, “ No crying over that jerk.” repeatedly. I sighed closing the tap then went out, going straight to Mrs Helton's office.
We seriously need to talk, she has to change my partner.
                       •••••
“ Ma, why ?” I asked her, trying to understand why she will say no. Even after stating my reasons why I do not want to work with Ashton any longer.
I simply told her that Ashton is not serious with the project and he is not doing anything, I need a change of partner or better still not have any partner. But she refused, saying those two lettered words, ‘No’. Now I'm starting to hate that word, it really has power in it.
“ That is what a partner project is, you guys are meant to work it out not disturb me with it. Giving a project and partnering you guys is like a training to you guys. When you guys become an adult venturing into the business world, you will surely partner with people to do business who might annoy you, disgust you but you just have to tolerate them. So take it as a training, when you grow up it will be very easy to tolerate those kind of people.” She said with a smile.
“ Ma, it is not like that.” I whined, faking a cry placing my head on her table. How can I tell her that we are fighting over something stupid ?
“ Okay, what really happened ? ” I raised my head up to speak, “ Don't tell me because he is not serious, give me a valuable reason. I might consider changing your partner.” 
“ Will you ?” I quirked a brow, having a glimmer of hope in me. Feeling happy that she will change Ashton to somebody.
Her lips twitched, she looks like she is thinking. “ I don't like raising someone's hope, so I will tell you the truth. No I won't, but I will listen to your problem.”
I huffed in annoyance, how is that going to help me.
She laughed, “ What of if I change your partner to somebody and the person is worse than Ashton, what are you going to do ? ”
My mind did not go to that part. I and Ashton are just having problems, I should do the project and submit then pretend we did it together. No need of bothering myself.
“ I can only prolong the date of submission, submit on Monday. Here on my table.” 
“ Thank you ma,” I told her standing up. That time phase is enough for me to do it.
“ You are not saying anything more ?” She asked with her brows raised.
“ I would have, but I will just be wasting my strength trying to convince you. So I just have to accept my fate.” I told her with a smile on my face.
She smiled, “ Well that's good. See you later.”
“ You too ma'am.” I step out.
                      •••••
Arranging my locker, bubbling with happiness that this hectic day has finally end. First thing I will first do when I get home, is to stuff my stomach with food. Food comes first then sleep on my warm beautiful bed.
I shut my locker then slung my bag over my shoulder, then start walking towards to the entrance of the school not having the mind to stay in school.
I felt my bag slip down, moving away from shoulder. I turned to look at the person, it was that jerk. I scowled, what does he want now. He was already ahead of me, I walked faster catching up to him.
He stopped walking when I stood in front of him blocking his path. I stretched my hand towards him, gesturing for my bag with my left leg tapping on the floor. I don't have time for all this nonsense he is doing right now. 
He let out a smile, a freaking smile that made him look so handsome. Snap out of it Kylie, don't admire his smile. He is a jerk. 
“ What the f**k is wrong with you Ash ? Give me my bag.” I said in an ordering tone to him. I seriously don't have his time. I really need to get home and eat.
“ No,”  He said, “ We have a project to do, so let's go.”
I mentally scoff, so now he remembers we have a project to do. I wonder why he is saying that, did he really think I'm just going to follow back to school to do some damn project he does not care before. Well, he is wrong.
“ We are no more partners, so we don't have to do any project together.” I told him, his face scrunched up in confusion. 
“ Mrs Helton will never change anyone's partner no matter what the reasons are. She thinks that they will work it out, you are lying, she did not.” He said.
I wish she did, her and her damn belief. 
“ Believe me or not, I don't care.” I  said in a cold tone, his grip loosen on my bag, I took that opportunity and drag it from her. “ Just to give you a hint, you might likely go to jail, get a suspension or be expel. Any of the three.” I shrugged, and walk away leaving him to worry about what I did.
I don't feel bad for lying, I feel great. I will do the project myself then submit and have peace of mind.
My phone dinged in my bag, I opened and brought it out. It was a message...from Bob.
“ We need to talk.” it reads.
Oh great... Just what I don't need right now.