Ashley's POV
"That's not funny, Ann!" I shouted at my best friend, Annette. We've been best friends since we were six and now we're sixteen. We know just about everything about each other, like her favorite color is purple and she knows mine's red. Her favorite food is a sandwich (any kinds, she loves EVERYTHING) and she knows I LOVE baked spaghetti.
"I think it's hilarious." My other best friend, Audrey spoke up. Our other friend Leigh was doubled over laughing. I pouted and crossed my arms. My friends had just told my stalker, Chris that I liked him. You have to understand, Chris is the creepiest guy at our school. He's had a crush on me since we were eight and he's got my address memorized. For some reason, my so called 'friends' thought it would be funny to give him my number when we were thirteen and now he won't stop texting me.
"Relax, Ash. I don't see what the big deal is, I mean it's not like we're going to see him again. Why not let him have one last good memory of you?" Annette asked. The four of formed a band when we were fourteen and finally convinced our parents to let us move with Audrey's big brother to Hollywood. He's been living there since he graduated high school eight years ago. He went through film school and now he's trying to be some big director. We're leaving tomorrow, today was our last day of school here in Tennessee.
"Um, because he could follow me out to California and then stalk me there!" I snapped.
"What are the chances of that happening, Ashley?" Audrey asked, smirking. She knew that Chris would if he could, but his parents more than likely won't let him.
"Fine, whatever. Let's just get home so I don't have to ever see him again." I said, walking towards Audrey's car. She's the only one of us that can drive already, so she drives us home. Well, she drives Leigh and Annette home and drops me off at my aunt's house.
"Cheer up! Tomorrow, we'll be in the Sunshine State!"
"Ann, the Sunshine State's Florida. Tomorrow, we'll be in the Golden State." Audrey corrected Annette.
"Whatever."
See how nice we are? Anyway, we all went to our respective houses and finished packing which I had somehow managed to not do until now.
I stayed up until three getting all of my things packed, then crashed on my bed only to be woken up two hours later for our flight.
Annette sat with Leigh, knowing how cranky I would be. I mean, I'm normally the funny one of my group, but I'm also quite rude when I'm upset. I know I should be happy we're going to L.A. tomorrow, but I'm sort of sad to leave my family behind. I love my mom and my sister and I felt guilty of leaving my mom alone. Mindy (my big sister!) went to college two years ago, leaving me with just my mom and my step dad (whom I disagree with most of the time.) Now, I'm leaving my mom with my step dad and yeah…
Out of the four of us, my home situation isn't the weirdest, believe it or not. Annette lives with her mom, dad, and little brother, so we all think she's got it lucky. Audrey lives with her mom and dad and her brother is only her half-brother. That's why he's so much older than us. Leigh lives with her mom and her dog. She doesn't like talking about her dad, so we leave it be.
Technically, I have two families. My dad married this woman that's like ten years younger than him and they have two kids together and my step mom already had two kids. Emily's the youngest at three, then Brandon who's five, then My step mom's kids Heather at seven and Tanner at ten. I don't like going over to my dad's house a lot because I don't really fit in there. All of them are perfect and adorable and then I'm…not. I only go over when I have to, which is every other weekend and I have to eat dinner with them on the Sundays that I don't visit. Let's just say that helped me choice to go to California.
Anyway, Audrey got stuck sitting next to me, but she wasn't that upset. She just pulled out her travel pillow and sleeping mask, then went to sleep. I pulled out my travel pillow and iPod, then put it on shuffle. I came across Big Night by Big Time Rush and found myself smiling and tapping out the beat on my lap.
I'm a closet BTR fan; I've liked them since I first heard there single Halfway There. The only people who know that I like them are my mom, my sister, and the girls. I got Annette and Audrey listening to them, but Leigh flat out refused. Oh well, it's her lose. They're awesome! I just want to start dancing whenever I hear them, which causes some issues.
I'm terrible at dancing, I'm serious. It looks like I'm killing something and/or having a seizer whenever I try to dance. I avoid school dances whenever I can, otherwise I might injure someone. My dancing skills (or lack thereof) are always a joke between my friends.
Somewhere between listening to BTR and my drum solo, I started thinking about L.A. all over again. 'Maybe it won't be so bad.' I decided before leaning my head on Audrey's shoulder and dozing off.
Sorry it's so short! I've already written the next chapter, but it won't be up until I finish the third chapter.
