A/N: Hey guys! And thank you for reading my new story! This will be a playlist kind of a story, nooot a songfic, but every chapter will take some inspiration from a song I find of shuffle! So this is a new thing for me, but I think I'll be fun! Also, I write it like this takes place today, not when the gang would be in high school in canon. I'm also making a Tumblr for this fic, with aesthetics and stuff to get the feeling of this fic, I'll have it ready for the next chapter! I think that's it!

Chapter one

Pompeii – Bastille

But if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like

Nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like

You've been here before?

The sound of jogging footsteps, rain hitting the leaves and the sound of her own breath is the only sounds she hears as she closes her eyes for a few steps. When she opens them again, she looks down to her right, to check that the black dog is still keeping up. Of course he is, he always keeps up.

She then speeds up a bit, before she takes a small break to walk a while, and catch her breath. Ashely Spinelli, or Spinelli to friends, most of her family and... well, everyone, had not planned on jogging around alone tonight. In fact, she and one of her best friends, Vince LaSalle used to run together every friday afternoon after school. But, as it turns out, being the captain of the basketball team meant that sometimes you have to cancel running with your friends in order to sort out what went wrong in last weeks game.

Whatever.

She looks down at her dog again, and smiles at him.

"You're just as good a running buddy anyway, Sylvester." she says, as she leans over and ruffles the dogs head.

The three years old Italian Greyhound wags his tail happily, and speeds up a bit. Spinelli sighs, and starts jogging after him again. She could not catch a break with that dog.

Then she smiles a bit to herself, thinking of how she ended up with the little, strange dog. It was about two years ago now, and her parents decided that now both her older brothers had gone of to college, and her parents were traveling a lot because of work, she should get a pet for some company.

If her parents had gotten their way, they would just have ordered a fancy dog from a breeder, but Spinelli would not go along with that, knowing there were a lot of dogs in the pounds around down that needed a home.

So, she got to the pound, and quickly found the weird, black Italian greyhound that was now known as Sylvester. Sylvester the Pussycat, actually. It had started out as a joke between her and her friends, since he kind of looked like the cat from Looney Tunes, and it ended up sticking.

Spinelli's train of thoughts were put into a halt as she realize she's almost home. She calls in Sylvester and put the leach back on him, and slows down to a fast walk. She jogs up the steps to her porch, and opens the door, hurrying inside, not wanting to spend any more time in the rain.

"Ashley, dear, is that you?"

Spinelli sighs, and brushes her wet bangs away from her face as she hears her mom's frantic voice. She was kind of getting used to her parents being away a lot, and had once again forgot to tell her mom what she was doing and where she was going.

"Yeah, mom." she yells back. "I just went for I run, I'm fine."

Her mom comes into the hall, looking at her sternly.

"Oh Ashley, could you not have dried of your dog before letting him in?"

Spinelli sighs and rolls her eyes.

"Sorry, but mom, he barley has any fur, I'm sure it's fine. I'll get in the shower now, before I get a cold!" she says quickly, before dodging her mother and entering her own bathroom.

She stops for a moment, and takes a deep breath while leaning on the door. Ever since her parents had gotten their promotions three years ago, they'd been a little... well, they wanted things to be perfect. They'd moved into a new, bigger house, thankfully just across the street from her old one, which meant Spinelli had the lower floor, with a bedroom, private bathroom and the main entrance to herself.

She starts to tear of her clothes to get in the shower, when she spots her Macbook sitting on the "messyshelf" as she usually refers to it. She opens it, and proceeds to open Skype to check the groupchat.

Just as the sound that signals she's successfully logged in swoops, she receives a groupcall from Gus, one of her other friends. She presses the accept button and makes sure it's not videochat, before she proceeds in taking of her clothes.

"Spin? Are you there?" the voice of none other than Vince erupts from the speaker.

She rolls her eyes and throws her t-shirt in the laundry basket. "Yes, Vince, I am. I thought you had to sort out your little team tonight, or are you just starting to realize you can't keep up with me when we're running?" she asks, smiling for herself.

"Now now, guys, no fighting." Gus' voice chimes in. "Vince just got back, Spin, and we're talking about going out to see a movie or something?" he tells her, but in a asking tone.

Spinelli sighs. "I'm not sure guys, I'm beat. I was kind of looking forward to just sit at home in my sweatpants and eat something unhealthy." she answers as she removes her runningthights.

"Well, why don't we just do that together then?" Gretchen's voice suggest. "Hello, by the way."

"Heya Gretch." Spinelli adds with a smile. "And sure, but not here. My mom's on the warpath tonight."

"We can just be in my basement, no problem."

As the new voice chimes in, Spinelli suddenly feels the need to check her reflection to see how she looks. Idiot, she thinks to herself, and shakes her head. What was with her lately?

"Awesome Teej!" Vince says happily. "Pizza then?" he adds.

As everyone agreed, Spin shivered and broke in to the conversation.

"Fine, then, but now I need to get in the shower before I freeze to death! See you guys in half an hour?"

"Oh my God, are you getting naked right now? Boundaries, girl!" Gus almost yells, and Spinelli can't help but laugh.

"You know I don't have any, dude. See yah!" She says, before slamming her laptop shut and turning on the water in the shower.

Even though her home was not the same, and her parents were away a lot, her brothers had left and she only had one and a half year left of high school, it was good to know that some things never seemed to change.

A/N: That was pretty short and dull, I know, but I'm just getting back into this. I hope you found it okay, and that you'll leave a review either way.