New story girls and maybe guys. I started writing it a while ago and now I'm posting it. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1 : Beautiful Blue Eyes - Chiodos
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nothing, nooooothhhhinnnng, but this ideeeaaaaaaa. (That's me being Whitney Houston)
"Princess Ashley you are almost 25 and your time is running out. You must pick a groom soon." The butler panics.
"How many times do I have to tell you Jeffrey, a bride to be. A bride to be!! Why?"
"I'm sorry princess I keep forgetting."
"Answer the question. Why do I want a bride?"
"Because princess you're gay, but…"
"Nope that's all I want to hear."
Jeffrey sighs. "Shall I get your running shoes?"
"No, I'm very capable of getting my shoes when they're only five feet away from me."
"Yes princess."
"Look Jeffrey, I know you've only been working for me for about a year, but you really need to lighten up. It took me 5 years to break your brother and like hell am I gonna wait that long. The only way you'll be fired is if you don't tie my shoes right now." Ashley jokes.
"Yes princess right away." Jeffrey said scurrying to Ashley's shoes. Ashley chuckles.
"Jeffrey get away from my shoes please."
"Princess it would be an honor to tie your shoes for you."
Ashley sighs giving up on this argument. You can't change Rome in a day or was it Rome wasn't built in a day. Whatever. "Go ahead Jeffrey, but this is the only time you'll ever tie my shoes ok?"
"Certainly princess. You're all set." He says standing up
"Thank you."
Ashley stands up and walks to the mirror to check her appearance. She brushes her reddish brunette hair and puts it up in a ponytail. She knew she could handle the regalness of her up do. Thank God I straightened it last night. It would've been a bitch to do it this morning. She added a bit of blush and eyeliner to her face, then straightened out her baby blue track suit wiping some lent off.
"Hot" she said smiling at the mirror
"Princess Ashley Jim and Larry are ready to go and so is your limo."
"Thanks J", Ashley says as she walks out the door
Jeffrey stands there astonished at the nickname Princess Ashley has given him. Throughout his whole life no one ever cared enough to shorten his name, not even his family. It was instilled in him to serve the Davies family until he died and now young Ashley has cared enough to give him a nickname. He smiles gleefully. "I am most eager to please her more." He says to himself. Meanwhile Ashley is in the limo sitting between her two body guards Jim and Larry.
"Guys, really, we've been here 5 months now and I have not even found a prospect to take back with me to England. What am I gonna do?"
Ashley knew they wouldn't answer her so she looks out the window thinking. My parents cared enough to send me to Los Angeles since I wasn't interested in anyone in my homeland. The least I can do is bring someone back home for them and for me. 5 months of sleeping with girls and not one of them has appealed to me. The limo stops at the park where she goes everyday to do her daily mile. Sometimes 2 if she was in a good mood.
"Come on guys let's go."
Ashley and her guards get out of the limo. Her guards stand a few steps behind her as to not draw attention on the young girl.
"Bob same time same place?" Ashley ask the driver.
"Yes Princess Ashley."
Ashley watches the back of the limo for a few seconds then turns around to face her guards.
"Alright let's see if you can keep up this time."
Ashley smiles and turns around. "Of course they can. The new guys suck. It's like talking to a brick wall" she thinks to herself. Ashley starts jogging looking around to see if somebody new decided to jog today. "Too fat, too skinny, too ugly, too manly." Ashley shudders. A red headed woman was running toward her and she was so hot. Ashley smiles her trademark smile. If the woman smiles back that means she's approachable. The woman looks back with a flirtatious smile of her own and an eyebrow raise. "Bingo" Ashley thinks. She turns around and catches up to the red head.
"Hey hot stuff."
"Hey" the red head replies.
"Are you tired; cuz you've been running though my mind all day." The red head chuckles.
"Does that line usually work?"
"Yea" Ashley said in all seriousness then shakes her head. "No I just wanted to see how you would react. Since we are running I thought it would be appropriate."
The red head chuckles. "Watch out!"
Ashley turns her head just in time to dodge the man on the bike.
"Jerk!" Ashley yells still running. "I hate men."
"Me too" the redhead replies.
"Really?" This was like all of her talks, it was only a matter of time before the redhead was in her bed.
"Really really. The names Carrie."
Ashley turns to face Carrie. "I'm Ash…" Before she could finish her name she runs into someone full blast.
"Shit! She cried as she falls onto the obstacle.
"Fuck!" she hears underneath her.
"I'm so sorry. I should really…" Ashley trails off finally looking at the person she ran into. She is gorgeous. Way more beautiful than the red head who is asking me if I'm ok. Her hair was splayed out of her ponytail and she was breathing hard looking at Ashley with the bluest ,pissed off as hell, eyes she has ever seen.
"You want to get the fuck off me?" The blonde ask. Ashley snaps out of her trance.
"Yes yes of course." Ashley quickly gets up offering to help the blonde up, but she declines. "You sure you're ok? Is there anything I can do for you?" She ask using her trademark smile.
"Shit this was my favorite track suit now I have to take it to the dry cleaners to get this clay off." The blonde complains.
What is this. She acts as if I did some ordinary smile. Ashley smiles again complete with nose crinkles and all. "I'm really sorry"
"Just please try to watch where you're going ok." The blonde says walking off still trying to dust the clay off of her suit.
What the fuck! This has never happened to me before. Ashley turns around checking if her guards are there. Of course they were, they're always there. "Why didn't they help me up?" She wonders to herself walking in the opposite direction the blonde went. The red head, Carrie, catches up to Ashley's fast pace.
"Ashley are you ok? Are you hurt?" Carrie ask concerned.
"What?" Ashley ask annoyed. She momentarily forgot she was even talking to anyone before being blindsided by the beautiful blonde. "I'm ok. Carrie right?"
"Yea" she nods smiling cutely.
It only distracts her thoughts for a second before her mind is back on the blonde. I can't believe she didn't fall for my smile. That's my best attribute besides my hot body.
"Ashley. Ashley!"
"Huh?"
"Do you want to go out for coffee sometime?"
"Um I'm sorry. I'm straight." Ashley smiles sheepishly.
"Oh. I guess I just assumed you were flirting with me." Carrie says frowning.
"You know what you are when you assume." Ashley jokes.
"Yea" Carrie chuckles. You're right. Well see you around." She says walking away.
"Sorry again for the inconvenience!" Ashley calls out.
"Yea no problem."
Ashley looks straight ahead with a determined expression. "Call Bob and tell him to come pick me up early. My running is cut short today." She told the two guards who were standing right behind her. She needed to get home to her drawing utensils so she could draw the beautiful blonde before she forgot her face. Although she didn't think she could if she tried.