Asher had learnt from a young age that life isn't fair.

In the world, there are people who have enough money to save world hunger, but then there are people like Asher, who couldn't even afford to feed themseleves most days. There were people in the world who could go anywhere they wanted or do anything and never have to face the consequences because they had money; and then there was Asher, who at fifteen years old had his life ruined because he got sent to juvie for six months for assault charges.

It wasn't really Asher's fault that had ended up there, he had blamed Jason Carver. It had happened when Jason and Chrissy were going through a break up and he had overheard Jason talking shit about Chrissy. Now, Asher had done a lot of shitty things in his life, but one thing Claudia had taught him was to never disrespect women, ever. So, obviously, Asher stood up for the girl since she couldn't do it for herself. Then one thing led to another and Jason ended up going to hospital with a broken nose and a dislocated jaw.

There a lot of people in the world who normally don't press charges because they can't afford to, but unlike Asher, Jason's family could afford to press charges because, in Asher's words, "The Carver family are rich fuckers". So, while Jason's family pressed charges and got the best lawyers in town to defend him in court; Asher got some lousy state appointed lawyer and got sentenced to six months for assault. So Asher didn't blame himself.

He blamed those rich fuckers and his dad for not being one of those rich fuckers.

Before he got sentenced, Asher wasn't really sure how juvie was going to be. He had seen films that showed what jail was like, but since it was a film, Asher didn't really believe it because they probably over exaggerated it for entertainment. But, after his first night and seeing four guys die, Asher had realised it definitely wasn't like the movies. It was worse. Having to show that you weren't someone to be fucked around with, having to watch your back all of the time, being treated like complete and utter shit, having to eat rotten food and knowing that if you get into a fight, there is a fifty-fifty chance that you could die. It wasn't an experience that Asher would want to wish on many people in the world, but yet, the world wished it upon him. But then again, like Asher knew, the world wasn't fair.

The world hated him.

The only good thing about being in juvie was his cellmate. His name is Brandon, but everyone calls him Scar because he has a massive scar covering his eye. Was the name creative? No. Was Asher scared shitless by the name when he first met Brandon? Yes. But, as time went on, Brandon had kind of became a big brother figure to Asher, since he was a year older and they were stuck together twenty-four/seven. Asher had learnt very early on that Brandon was in there for murder, which also scared Asher, but when he had learned that Brandon had murdered the guy that had assaulted his little sister, Asher had understood. If someone did anything to Dustin, Asher would probably kill them.

"Hart, get your stuff" An officer yells, banging on the wall next to the cell door "It's your lucky day, kid."

"Dude, you're getting out!" Brandon says with a smile plastered on his face, being happy that Asher is finally getting his freedom back "You better remember me when you're out. And don't fight with people over Eggo's."

"Don't worry, whenever I get into a fight now, I'll have your voice yelling at me in my head, telling me how much on an idiot I am" Asher jokes back, also being happy he's getting out. While he wasn't excited to go home, he was excited to be able to see Dustin, Eddie and Claudia again. Not that he'd admit it out loud, but he had missed them, a lot.

"As you should" Brandon approves with a nod "Come and visit me before I get transferred, yeah? I want to know you're doing alright on the outside."

"You're transferring soon?" Asher asks, making Brandon nod his head before Asher scribbles some numbers down on a piece of paper, handing it to Brandon "That's my family's phone number. When you get to where you're going, call it, and if you're close, I'll come and visit."

"Why did you write Henderson?" Brandon asks, being confused on why his family and Asher have different last names.

"I live with this kid and his mom" Asher quickly says.

"Hart! Get a fucking move on!" The officer yells, becoming inpatient with the blonde haired boy.

"I'll see you around" Brandon says with a small smile, officially saying goodbye to Asher.

"See you around" Asher says with a nod before following the officer out of the cell.

Walking down the dingy corridors that he had only six months ago made him think back to his first day in juvie. When Asher first walked down that corridor, he wasn't scared. He was angry. Any chance Asher had for a future went out of the window, because he decided to stick up for a girl against a very rich guy. Yes, Asher knew that he did the right thing, but that didn't mean that he couldn't be angry that his chance of a good life in the future had been taken away from him.

Asher was finally led to get his fingerprints redone as well as being told about his probation, which he didn't really pay attention to because of the excitement of finally being out of juvie. So, after ten grueling minutes, Asher was finally let out of the doors, seeing Dustin and Claudia waiting by Claudia's car, looking around the parking lot for him.

"Welcome to freedom you idiot!" Dustin yells as Asher finally walks over to the car, hugging Asher as he got close enough "I can't believe you got arrested for beating up Jason Carver."

"Well, Dustin, this is what happens when you beat up the rich. They press charges and take you for all your worth. Honestly, the rich think that they can do whatever they want just because they have money" Asher says in a joking tone. While he had been traumatized because of what went on in juvie, he didn't want anyone to worry about him, so he was faking being happy. Fake it till you make it, that's what Asher always told himself.

"That's because they can?" Dustin says, making it sound more like a question. After picking Dustin up from camp, they went straight to get Asher and the whole way there, Claudia was nervous about how Asher coped in there; but by the way Asher is acting, it's like he was never even there.

"Thank you for picking me up, Claudia" Asher says to Claudia, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Asher has always been very grateful for having Claudia Henderson in his life. Growing up without a mother figure was really hard for Asher, especially since he grew up not even knowing who his mother is. So, when Claudia started caring about Asher, he felt like the thing that had been missing from his childhood was finally here. Asher would never be able to repay Claudia.

"It's no problem, Ashy" Claudia says with a smile. Just like how she calls Dustin 'Dusty', she calls Asher 'Ashy'. "Was everything okay in there?"

"Yeah, apart from the dickhead who kept stealing my Eggo's" Asher says, making Claudia smile "Honestly, they were the only nice food we had in there. I can wait to eat some food that tastes like actually food."

"Don't worry, Ashy, we'll be home soon and I'll make you and Dusty something extra special as a welcome home present for you two" Claudia says with a smile, making Asher smile back at the woman.

"As much as I'm loving the reunion with Ash, can we go home now?" Dustin complains "I just really want my own bed."

"Of course, Dusty" Claudia says, kissing the top of her son's head "Let's get in the car and get going, shall we?"

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