Two Is Better Than One (Contest Entry)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Wrote this for TheUnkownWriter's Summer Writing Contest. It had to be based on the song Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls feat. Taylor Swift.

Submitted: July 23, 2010

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And maybe it’s true, that I can’t live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
But there’s so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you’ve already got me coming undone
And I’m thinking two, is better than one
Two Is Better Than One
Boys Like Girls feat. Taylor Swift
Martin’s heart raced as he stepped through the iron gates of his new school. High school. It was an expensive private school that he had won a scholarship to. He was the only one of his friends that was going to St. Joseph’s, but he knew there would be plenty of other people would be in the same situation so he wasn’t worried at all about not being able to make new friends.
Martin had arrived just as the bell had rung, so he followed the rush of people to the hall where they were to have a ‘beginning of year’ assembly.
Martin listened intently as the principle gave them the basic run-down of how the school worked and told them that the year sevens would meet outside the hall after the assembly so that they could be directed to their new classrooms.
Some of the older students were already messing around, nudging each other and whispering things that made them struggle to stifle laughter. Martin smiled at the fact that he would probably soon be doing that himself.
His first class was English.
Martin had already met a good natured guy, whom he had instantly taken a liking to, named Tyler. He too, Martin had found out, had gone to a primary school where none of his friends had gone to St. Joseph’s, but unlike himself, he hadn’t gone there on scholarship, his parents were quite well off. Not completely rich but they had wanted him to go to a school where he could be extended, because even though he hadn’t gotten a scholarship he was obviously extremely smart. Tyler didn’t say so himself but Martin could tell by the way he spoke.
They both stepped into the classroom to see that most of the class had arrived and that they were only waiting for the teacher. Martin personally thought this would be a bad first impression to most but didn’t care.
Suddenly in the midst of all the chatting as they waited, the door opened as one last person walked in. Martin gaped. The girl that walked in… Martin was lost for words. It wasn’t even so much her looks that made him attracted to her, but the way she held herself. She was confident but humble, seemingly shy but looked as if she would have a good time if she was comfortable with the people she was hanging out with.
But she was still extremely pretty. She had dark, intelligent, brown eyes that matched the tone of her hair that hung in curls by her face, down to her shoulders.She then had delicate features that went perfectly with her slim, frail body. Martin was taken aback at the sudden feelings he had for this girl. He didn’t even know her name and he was falling for her, which was rather frightening for him because he had never had so much as a small crush on anyone he had liked.
Martin’s thoughts were cut short when the teacher arrived, looking rather frazzled. Straight away everyone was silent as his first lesson of the year started.
Martin and Tyler stuck together at lunch and they got to know each other a bit better. Martin found out Tyler had quite a few similarities which included a love of football and Indie music. He also found out that Tyler’s father was Vietnamese which explained his Asian looks.
They chatted all through lunch and was even joined by a few other boys who joined in on their conversation of discussing what they had done in the holidays, but Martin just couldn’t get his mind off of the girl, whose name he had found out was Ashleigh. Ashleigh. The name had slipped from his tongue quite by accident.
“What did you say?” Sam, one of the guys that had joined them, asked.
“Oh, nothing,” Martin replied, shaking his head.
Sam just shrugged and the conversation continued, but Martin’s head was somewhere else.
***
Ashleigh snuck a quick glance at him from across the oval.
Olivia, her best friend who had come with her from their primary school to St. Joseph’s, jabbered on, not being aware of how in awe Ashleigh was of this guy. He seemed so perfect.
He had dark curly hair that lightened in some places which seemed like the result of being out in the sun a lot. His half smile was the only smile that she had seen him give anyone, but it was the type that the girls in movies fainted over.
But it was more than that. Ashleigh had seen him help someone up when they had fallen over with genuine kindness. It wasn’t just so he could be seen as a helpful person to the teachers or anything.
Martin. She’d found out his name when they’d gone through the role. It seemed like an old fashioned name. She liked that. Her father’s name was also quite old fashioned being William, but she guessed it only sounded old fashioned because no one ever called him Will, or shortened William at all.
“So how were your classes?” Ashleigh asked Olivia. Unfortunately they had been unlucky in not being in the same classes except for history which they only did every three days.
Olivia groaned before starting her big story that Ashleigh knew she had obviously exaggerated a bit. But she didn’t mind. Olivia was exactly who she needed to be someone. Without her she was nobody. Without her she would never be invited to parties or any social get togethers. She had the brightest, bubbliest personality Ashleigh knew and she loved her for it. But Olivia could also be a great listener and shoulder to lean on when she was going through a rough time.
“Well, in Math I got this freak of a teacher, Mr. Craley. He’s, like, super short and was seriously looking at my boobs the whole time.” She shuddered dramatically.
Ashleigh just laughed and replied, “What boobs?” That set her off. She started laughing like a madman (or mad woman) and Ashleigh just kept on laughing because of the way Olivia was laughing.
As the giggling subsided Olivia continued, telling Ashleigh about how much of a drag her Tech teacher was. Suddenly she stopped midway through her sentence.
“Ohmahgawd. There’s this guy that was in Tech…” She gasped and pretended to faint. “I swear he is a God. A wonderful, amazing Sex God. He’s the one right over… There!” Ashleigh’s blood ran cold. She was pointing to over where Martin was sitting. A frown overtook the joyful smile that had played on her lips before recovering it, forcing it quite a bit.
“Ummm… Which one? The one with the fringe?” ‘The one with the fringe’… Martin…
“Him? Oh God no. No. The Sex God is the one sitting next to him.” She pointed to the guy had been sitting with Martin during English.
“Oh Tyler?” Ashleigh inquired, trying not to grin like too much of an idiot.
“WHAT??? YOU KNOW HIM??? Wow, Ash, you move faster than I give you credit for.” She winked at her while she shook her head wildly.
“No, no, no! I just know him because he’s in my English class, that’s all.”
“Well I think he’s cute,” Olivia said decidedly. “But what about you? Did you meet any cute guys today?”
“Ummm, well, the guy over there next to Tyler, the one that I’d thought you’d thought was the Sex God, Martin is really cute. And he’s got the faintest British accent.”
They continued like that until they had to go off to separate classrooms.
***
The first week passed and Martin got more and more used to high school. It was a lot harder than primary school but there was also a lot more freedom and responsibility which Martin loved.
Also, over that week Martin had subtly been talking to Ashleigh, trying to gain up the courage to ask her out. His senses told him that she liked him too but he couldn’t be sure.
Martin had told Tyler about his crush on Ashleigh and Tyler had been all for asking her out.
“But don’t you think it’s a little soon? I mean we’ve only been at school for a week…” Martin had said when Tyler had first said he should ask her out.
“So? Guys are always asking chicks out when they hardly know them.” Martin sighed. He knew Tyler was right.
After the weekend Martin had a whole speech prepared that said how much he liked her etc.
He could feel his heart beating heavily in his chest as he walked towards Ashleigh and Olivia who stood huddled together underneath a tree. Tyler stood a few meters away standing with Sam and Mitchell.
He took a deep breath and walked right up to the two girls.
“Hey, umm, Ashleigh, can I talk to you for a sec?”God, he thought, I sound like such an idiot.
“Sure,” Ashleigh’s voice sounded questioning but Martin thought he knew what he was going to ask her.
“So, uhh, I really, umm… I really like you…” Martin stuttered as all of the speech he had so carefully prepared flew out of his head. “So, I was just, umm, wondering if, umm… Do you want to go out?” The last few words came out in a big garbled rush so he laughed shakily and repeated the words carefully and slowly.
All of a sudden Ashleigh’s face broke into a huge smile. Grinning she replied, “Of course I will!”
Martin felt a huge gush of confidence all of a sudden. “Great! So, do you want to go to the movies Friday night? We can go see whatever you want.”
They gave each other their numbers and Martin promised to call her that night.
***
Three years later.
Martin grinned as he saw Ashleigh walk towards him. He held out his hand which she took as soon as she reached him. She smiled sweetly back at him.
For a few minutes they walked in silence, just enjoying the sunshine beaming down on their faces.
“Hey, do you remember when you first asked me out?” Ashleigh asked, her light tinkling voice filling the silence.
Martin laughed at the memory.
“Yeah. I was so nervous. You were my first proper crush.”
“But I was even more nervous. I was head-over-heels for you but was too scared to say anything to you. When you asked me to the movies I was ecstatic.”
“How perfect was our first date. We didn’t even watch the movie. We talked the whole time. It was lucky the cinema was practically empty; otherwise we would have gotten in so much trouble.” Martin paused as he remembered how Ashleigh had laughed when he had called out during the movie.
“We went on a few more dates after that didn’t we? Mainly to the park because we were both broke.” Ashleigh added, still clasping Martin’s hand.
“And then we decided after a bit that we should explore with other people for a bit. How long did that go for?”
Ashleigh laughed, “About two months. I just didn’t feel right going out with anyone else.”
Martin nodded. “Yeah. No girl compares to you.” He smiled sweetly and turned to face Ashleigh, took her other hand and pecked her lightly on the lips.
Ashleigh kissed him back. During her time going out with Martin her confidence had grown immensely. She was a whole different person with him.
Staring into his ocean blue eyes she whispered quietly into his ear, “I love you.”
Martin smiled, “I love you too.”


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