So I'm going to make this a fanfic that I will stay with until it is finished. Please be patient though. I'm not the most creative person, so it takes me awhile to think of new ideas. Also, I'm a terrible writer but I'm learning to get better. In the meantime R&R and any tips you can give me with the story or my writing would be awesome. Thanks. ENJOY!!!!!
Ashley's POV
A brown eyed brunette walked up to a blue eyed blonde. "Hey girl, what's up? School been the same so far?" The blonde gave Ash a look, "What do you think? I do not want to be in this hell hole Ash." I can't help but roll my eyes, I swear this girl has PMS or something. "Yeah, I know Meg. Geez, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning or something?" "No, I'm sorry, I'm just in a bad mood." I feel bad for her now; I know her home life isn't so good. To make her feel better I try bring up the fact that we have try-outs but the bell interrupts me. Meg starts to walk away but she yells "See you at try-outs Ash!"
Alrighty then. Well I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself so you're not all confused when reading my story. My name's Ashley Christine Davies. Before you ask, yes I am Raife Davies daughter, but I pretty much have nothing in common with my father. For example, I'm very athletic and I play basketball. Despite the fact that I hate school, I do surprisingly well in my classes. I'm hoping to get a basketball scholarship to a good college, unlike my father. However, we do have one thing in common, we both like girls.
My first period is English, which I love. I stop because I notice another blue eyed blonde. Only she is much more beautiful.
The final bell rings. Finally school has ended. I've been thinking about that blonde all day but I apparently don't have any classes with her. I've been wondering what her name is and if she just moved here since I have never seen her before. I hope I meet her sometime soon.
Well, now onto my favorite hobby. Basketball! "Hey Ash! You ready to rule the girls Varsity team today?" says my close friend Katie. We've known each other for a long time because of basketball but we don't exactly hang out in the same social circle. I mostly hang out with Meg and a bunch of other skater people, but Katie hangs out w/ the popular people who I can't stand. "You know it! I hope we get some new talent today thou. We need another guard that is actually good at basketball if we're gonna have a good season," I answer Katie.
Our team is pretty good but we only have four really good players that are worth mentioning. I play point guard and Katie plays forward. Meg plays center because she is so tall and Colby plays forward. Last year, we had a senior play our fifth player, but she of course left for college.
I get to the locker room and scan all the people we have trying out. I see a lot of people from last year, but I don't see any new people who look like they play basketball. I just get dressed and get out to the gym and start warming up. "Alright girls, I want you to line up in three lines and we'll do the 3 girl weave. For those of you that are not familiar with that, please stand in the back of the line and watch." , my coach says.
In the middle of our weave, the gym door opens, and I see the blonde girl from earlier. "Hey coach, sorry I'm late. I'm still trying to find my way around." says the blonde. The coach replies "Its fine. Just go and get dressed. What's your name"? The blonde starts to walk, "Spencer".
Spencer. That name suits her. It's unique and so is she for some reason. In practice we did a bunch of fundamentals such as dribbling, shooting, and passing. It was nothing new, but I did find out that Spencer is a great basketball player. As an added bonus, she is a guard and I know she will make the team.
In the locker room, I waited until she was dressed (and subtly looked at her body, which might I say is amazing) to talk to her. It really didn't take her long to get dressed. "Hey you have some skills. Where are you from"? "Ohio" and she has a great voice. "Wow seriously?? I couldn't imagine living there, It's way too cold". "Yeah, if you lived here, you defiantly would not have your fabulous tan" , says Spencer. Wait. She's flirting with me. Yay!!
"Well we do have a beach, so that would be why. Speaking of, have you been to the beach yet"? Spencer nods her head no, "Nah, we haven't been to many places yet." What? Not possible. "Wanna go now?" Spencer thinks about it for a minute then says "I don't even know your name. I hold out my hand, "Ashley Davies". Spencer takes my hand, and I felt a spark. "Nice to meet you". She still hasn't let go of my hand, so I bring her hand up to my lips and kiss it. "Pleasure's all mine." I hope that didn't scare her off. She lets go of my hand and says, "So, we going to the beach"?