ALL Creds to : 5secondsofphil
There you were at the most terrorizing part of your day, gym class. The long baggy shorts, the awful stench, and the sound of the coach's whistle, the things that drove you off the wall. And worst of all you were so unathletic, and you were always bullied. It seemed like you had permanent marks on your face from being hit by basketballs. But there was a boy that for some reason, never laid a hand on you, Ashton Irwin. He was insanely good at gym class, you should see that kid running up in down the field pushing his sweaty curls out of his eyes. He never seemed to even notice you, it was weird. Then came the day when you were being pelted with dogeballs. You helplessly swatted at them, tears welling up in your eyes. That's when Ashton yelled angrily,"Would you guys stop it? This isn't cool and you're treating her like crap." He put his arm around you and whispered,"You're pretty strong yanno? How about I treat you to some coffee to bring that gorgeous smile of yours back?"
