The Breakfast Club

[B e t h y <3]

HAHAHA! 'Occasionally' Riiight...

Riley raised an eyebrow, "So you're together? Or just friends with benefits?" He didn't seem concerned, though Riley, and I'm sure Asher, knew it sort of bothered him that Morgan was done with him so quickly. Riley was used to pulling her along on a string, and apparently, the string has been cut.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Haha, yeah. An understatement, to say the least. In fact, I don't even know why he wasn't just like, "Hell yeah, you should have seen us two. Bet you wish you were me right now, don't you?"

"It's a legit relationship. Do you really think that Morgan's going to want another friend with benefits after the last prick she had?" Asher replied. "She doesn't need that. She deserves better. And I really don't think that's me, but she does and so I'm happy."

 

[B e t h y <3]

I would have cried from laughing so hard. Riley would have stabbed him. Haha.

"Oh? I'm a prick? I'm sure that I'm much better than you are. She loved me," Riley said,chuckling a little, "The only reason that we're not still together is because she skipped a day on her birth control. She really stepped down- you can't get any better than me."

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Yeah, he probably would have. But that's when we find out why Asher is so odd. He can't die, because he's some strange kind of immortal creature.

"I never said I wasn't a prick, I just said I wasn't a prick who was Morgan's friend with benefits," Asher replied. "And I think you're wrong about that, actually. Because you broke up and she stopped loving you before she found out she was pregnant. The reason you're not still together is because you cheated on her and you hurt her and she decided she didn't want to put up with it. But you can't accept that she broke it off with you, and not the other way around. "

 

[B e t h y <3]

If you say he's a vampire, Morgan will end it. Sorry. I'm very anti-vampire.

"How the f`ck do you know?" Riley asked, "It's not like she'll trust anyone. Especially not after knowing them for a week. I was with her for months, and I was never allowed to know her innermost thoughts. Not even some of the outter thoughts. Why should she trust a ******* like you over me?"

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Nope. Not a vampire. Absolutely not. Stupid sparkly things. xD

"Well, I don't know. Because I actually care about her, and I don't just want to bang her. Or because she doesn't believe I'd do anything to hurt her, whereas you already have. Maybe she doesn't, I don't know," Asher replied. "You can say what you like, you're not going to change how I feel about her. You've got more chance convincing her otherwise, not me." He didn't mention to him that she must trust him at least a little bit more than most, because of some of the things she'd told him-- things she'd said she'd never told anyone else before.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Good. xD

Riley finally turned around, done with the arguement. He refused to admitt that Asher was right, and so instead decided to sulk to rest of the class period.

HA! Take that, Riley! Asher pwns you!

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Even the thought of it.. Ugh, no. Not Asher.

Asher sensed a small victory on his part when Riley gave up and didn't say a word to him, not even trying to contradict his point, for the rest of the period. He was quite content with that, of course, really quite bored of the sound of his voice, and it wasn't exactly fun having your girlfriend's ex lay into you and tell you what a ******* you are.

Yeaaah. Go Asher!

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan was almost done with the portrait. Her fingers and hands were stained with paint, but she could care less. It's not like Asher would care. She stood up and inspected the painting for a moment. It was pretty good, she had to admitt. She wanted to hang it in the new apartment, right next to the window. You could really see how much Cody meant to her. The bell rang, and she was a little disappointed. Art class always seemed to be the fastest. She headed out of the room, painting in tow, and stopped at her locker to drop everything off.

No one care what Riley does, so at the moment I shan't post for him.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

The bell went, which Asher was pretty glad for, and he gathered up his things, then went to his locker to put his books away. He spotted Morgan down the hallway, and not only did he want to say hi, but his curiosity to see her painting before she put it away got the better of him. He shut his locker and then made his way down the hall. "Hello again," he said with a smile, already inspecting the painting subconsciously, while also hoping she didn't think he was around too much-- he was surprisingly pretty good at knowing what girls didn't like their boyfriends doing, though he had no idea, despite never being in a relationship before. He saw that it was of Cody and his smile grew wider; it was very clear to him how much Morgan loved her brother, despite everything, and he really admired that about her.

 

[B e t h y <3]

"Hi." she said, opening her locker. She looked up to see him smiling, "Why are you all smiley?" she asked. She managed to fit the portrait into the locker without causing any harm to her things. She took out her sketchbook, since her next class was study hall, and her spanish book since she still had to do the homework for fourth bell.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"I just.. Your painting is great. I really wanted to see it before you put it away," Asher said to her. "I just think it's great how much you care about Cody. I don't know a lot of people like you." He paused for a moment, before he shifted slightly and said, "So, yeah, I came over to see, so if you want to get rid of me- I'm sure you're already tired of the sight- I'll clear off," he chuckled.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan smiled and took the painting back out. She handed it to him so he could have a better look. "Yeah, I'm sure you don't know many slutty, pregnant, stupid pregnant red-headed seventeen year olds, do you?" she said, sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. Morgan raised an eyebrow and said, "You can't get rid of me that easily. I'm definitley not at all tired of the view."

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"I wasn't thinking quite along those lines when I said that," Asher replied, shaking his head at her lack of self confidence, taking the painting from her to take a closer look. He continued from his last comment while he inspected it, "More sort of that I don't know very many beautiful, red-headed seventeen year olds who are very accepting of the socially awkward, and care for their brother tremendously when most people don't care for their own siblings one bit, and they don't have autism. Or one who paints as well as this, on top of it all." He smiled then at her comment, maybe even a hint of pink coming to his cheeks. "Well, you're quite welcome to keep enjoying it, though I'm not sure why you do."

 

[B e t h y <3]

She took the painting back and put it away. "You know, you are such a deist. You insist on finding the best in me. Probably people in general. But anyways, don't raise me up any farther than you raise anyone else up. The higher up I am, the harder I'll fall." she said, closing her locker and leaning against it.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

"Well, I don't see why I'd want to see the things about you that people might resent. Those things don't matter to me, because you're the best thing that's happened to me in a really long time," Asher told her. He frowned a bit at her last comment in particular, he hated that she couldn't see what he saw in her. He asked her, "And why would you fall?"

 

[B e t h y <3]

"Because just about every good thing I've had gets taken away from me." Morgan murmured, pulling at one of her curls. She looked up at the clock and said, "You better get to class. I'll talk to you later." She gave him a peck on the cheek, and headed for the auditorium.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher watched after Morgan as she left. He couldn't really get what she'd said out of his head because it upset him that she felt that way, that her life had been just so that she didn't really feel like she could hold onto anything that made her happy. "Not me," he murmured as he stared down the hallway, "Never." He turned and headed for English class, pretty deep in thought by then.

 

[B e t h y <3]

Morgan sat in the auditoruin and started sketching the empty stage. She was thinking a lot. She felt scared. She didn't want to lose Asher. But she was starting to go into that "Don't-tell-anyone-anything mode." She couldn't help it; it was instinct. Frustrated, she tossed the sketchbook aside and pulled her Spanish book into her lap.

 

[KERFUFFLE]

Asher sat down in the classroom and partially tuned in to the continuing lesson on Shakespeare. He paid more attention than usual when it came to Shakespeare because he liked it, in all honesty, but today he just couldn't, he was too busy thinking about what Morgan had said. Even though he was sure she didn't have to be without him if she didn't want to, it worried him that she somehow thought that somewhere along the line, she thought things could or would fall apart, and that was why she was afraid of him thinking too highly of her, because then all the times that he told her she was beautiful would mean nothing. He periodically left those thoughts alone when the teacher had asked him something, that slight smirk on his face that said 'Hah, I caught you not listening'. "1595," Asher said, having heard being asked the date at which Romeo and Juliet was written in his subconscious, and then was left alone again to dwell on the thought of being without Morgan.