Where there's smoke there's fire (Juliet)

Ashton walked arend the garden with a cigarette in his mouth. He was wearing a leather jacket and tattered black jeans. His hair was messy in a sexy way that most girls swooned over. However. He hated this damn school. He couldn't want to graduate and get out of the prissy place of hell

Juliete sighed she hates this school she hated her grandparents who made her come. She was sure if her parents were alive they wouldn't send her here. Sighing she walked around the garden the one thing she kind of liked about this school. The heels of her boots clicking on the concrete with each step. Tucking her behind her ears wondering why she didn't bring a hair tis with her. None the less she wasn't thinking and her long black hair cascaded down her back in curls. She was wearing her favorite outfit it was something that she had control over while not in the school uniform.

Ashton was leaning against a tree when he heard the click of heels on the concrete and he turned his head to the sound. He saw a girl and smirked. He has seen her around before. But never really talked to her. He was bored and she was here. He pushed himself off the tree and walked over to her "hey there. I'm Ashton"