𝗶'𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲. | ✅

chapter 3. its not my fault that i'm such a shipper.

Yes I called myself petite.

I grunted and stumbled back a little, clutching my head. I groaned in annoyance. "What the hell?!" The person who I bumped into, yelled.

I groaned in annoyance. "Oh great. It's you"

"Right back at you"

I rolled my eyes. "Look ace, I don't want to deal with y—"

Ace cut me off, by laughing. "And you think I want to deal with you?" He took a pause, laughing more. "You're unbearable. No wonder why you only have 3 friends."

I knew at this point mila would snap, she doesn't let anyone get away with insulting me, or bullying me. Mila took a step forward with confidence until she was in front of ace.

Mila put her, 'don't you dare' look on. She crossed her arms over her chest, rolled her eyes and stood tall. "Okay first, you coming to us-"

Ace interrupted mila. "What're you gonna do, worth nothing." He said, mocking mila's last name.

That was the last straw. Sure, he can mess with me, but when he messes with my friends.. oh boy.

"You just made her mad, good luck." Mila said, laughing lightly. "Good luck." She took a pause. "Not" she said, mumbling the last part.

"Who?" Ace asked.

"Ashley."

Ace laughed. "What is she gonna do? Call her daddy?"

I put my 'you're so dead' look and came face to face with ace. Well almost face to face, I was standing in front of his chest since he's probably 6ft while i'm 5ft something. "First. We don't talk about my dad." I said. "He's a backstabbing baboon."

I took a step closer, until my chest was two inches away from his. "Second." I said, standing proudly. "You come to me saying I have only three friends? While you have none."

Ace came down to my level, put his hands on his legs and smirked. "Correction; you came to me." He said, still smirking. "I guess I'm that irresistible."

I laughed, crossing my arms over my chest and took a step back. "Oh my god" I said, between laughs. "You think I'm attracted to you?"

Ace nodded. "Well, who isn't. It's not like anybody's to you."

Mila nudged my arm, and whispered in my ear leaning towards it. "C'mon ashy, stop it. We're gonna be late for P.E"

Ace rolled his eyes. "whatever she can say, she can speak up." Ace said, continuing. "Or is she a dog"

That was the last straw. Nobody freaking calls my best friend a dog, not Macy, and definitely not ace.

I took a step forward and did not hesitate to kick my knee up and kick where the sun doesn't shine. Ace groaned and held onto his cr**ch while Mila and I both made a run for it to the girls locker room.