"Ashley Kerwin?" "Yes?"Carefully putting the cap back on her red lip stick,
The tall, skinny brunette straightens her blouse as she stands up from the vanity in her dressing room.
The man standing behind her, holding a telephone in one hand, the owner of the club.
scratches his unshaven face before handing her the phon Nonchalantly, he shrugs,
"I think they said Greg? I don't know. Music too loud. Speaking of music you got a room full of people out there waiting to hear yours so make it quick." She nods knowingly, placing the phone to here. She waits for the man the exit before speaking into the reciever. "Hello?" "Hey! Ash It's Craig!" She smiles slightly at the sound of his voice. She knew it was him.
It was always him. It was sort of a routine.
Craig called every other day of the week, just to check up to see what she was up to in Europe. It was one of the things Ash looked forward to most during the week, besides the fans who cried and yelled her name as she unraveled on stage every night. Craig and Ash had been their seperate ways for about 4 months now and it was hard for Ash to adapt in some place unfamilar, without anyone she loved or cared about sharing it with her. Craig tried to convince her to come to L.A., but she was set on learning to fend for herself.
Craig started to call not even a month after he'd left, just to make sure Ash was okay.
The first night he called, she told him that she would be fine, as long as they talked every now and then. Ash was suprised that Craig seemed to be doing better on his own than she was. She was kind of Jealous since she was always the one who always seemed to have everything together.
"Hey Manning, I thought I got rid of you? Haven't heard from you since...Monday?" Craig laughed sarcasticaly into the phone, "Which is why this call is somewhat significant." "Aren't they always?" She rolls her eyes as if Craig can see.
"So anyways, I'm in L.A. , I'm standing outside of a convinent store with Pete and such, eating my favorite chips, you know, the kind I always get, with the-"
"Just get on with it Manning, I have fans waiting." Ash says dramatically, shaking her head. She loved how Craig would ramble about the littlest things to every detail, just to make sure she knew what he was talking about. She hated to cut him off, but she heard footsteps coming towards her dressing room. This time it was her manager, Ronniw. he wasn't as relaxed as usual, but rather antsy as he tapped his watch and raised his eyebrows at Ashley. Craig continued,"Alright ok, so anways Out from around the corner comes Ellie!." Ash kind of jerks her neck back at the sound of Ellie's name. She had written Elle, but Ellie never wrote back. She thought that she resented her for going on tour with Craig, and most importantly, not telling anyone about it. Especially her. Although Ash had felt bad, this was about her making it as a musician, not about Craig or Highschool drama that still carried on even after everyone else had graduated. "Oh really? Ho-How is she?" "Well, she's still our Ellie, that's for sure. She looks good, she looks really good...We actually hungout and uh.. she asked about you," Craig Carried on,"She was staying with Paige, and um...she came over to my beach house a few times-" "Ash, we gotta get going dollface." Her manager gave her one last stern look before turning on his heel to exit. "Craig, I have to go. I'll call you tonight ok?" Craig sighs into the reciever.
"Alright, well, go get em' Kerwin. I'm your biggest fan." The same thing he said at the end of every conversation. "I know it." She put the phone down on her vanity and took one last look in the mirror, giving herself one last bit of encouragement,"Go get em' Kerwin."