“Jared, get your lazy ass up and go take a shower! You’re stinking up Lindsey’s room.” I groaned, nearly rolling off of the bed as Ashton kicked me.
I lifted my eyes, glaring at him. “I’m in mourning,” I muttered, fixing myself back on the bed. I picked the controller off the ground as he sighed loudly, before jumping on top of me and tackling me. We both ended up crashing to the ground, though I overpowered him easily. Not that Ashton was weak, he was almost as big as I was, but there was something about me I’ve been realizing recently. I was faster, stronger, than everyone else. Even when Elizabeth wanted to race I beat her too. No one could beat me. I’d gotten stronger the last week too, but that didn’t surprise me. Ashton had a full-on gym in his basement, the asshole. He never even
