A/N: So I thought about it for several nights and here is chapter 3. And a special thanks to my beta reader, Queen of Air and Darkness. Disclaimer: I do NOT own any Iron Fey characters, settings, or anything else.
All that stuff and creativity goes to Julie Kagawa. So without further ado, ladies and gentlemen I give you chapter 3.

Ashley's POV

We walked in awkward silence. Why did he kiss me? We're friends. But he is a good kisser. No, he's a great kisser. He's obviously experienced. UGH!
He's my best friend. He's not a good kisser. He is not. But he is. He also has sparkling sapphire eyes, this beautiful silver hair that gets into his eyes, and honestly, he's pretty buff. He's also about three inches taller than me.
I let my mind race through all the things I liked, really liked, about him. He looked at me and grabbed my wrist.

"Ashley, here they prey on the weak. They consider emotions a weakness and
you're used to letting your emotions run wild. You just were and I'm not even
gonna ask what you were thinking about cause honestly it was really weird. But that aside I'm gonna be acting
different and I'm not gonna be your best friend, I'm gonna be just another face you pass by in the halls. With
that said, don't let your emotions get the best of you or distract you, pay attention to your surroundings, and above all never let
anything or anyone sense your fear. Clear?"

"Yes. But can I ask you a question?" I looked into his eyes and noticed something like
torment or sadness shining in them. They also held something close to love; I
couldn't be sure though.

"Yes." he answered cautiously.

"Why did you kiss me?" I crossed my arms.

"It doesn't matter, I'll never do it again." Okay, hurtful! "Besides, aren't
you glad your first kiss was so handsome?" he waggled his eyebrows. My jaw
dropped. How did he know he was my first kiss? I rolled my eyes and kept walking; his immaturity is what
makes me not so head over heels for him. I spotted a hot guy farther away. I walked closer to him and was about to ask for
directions but I tripped on a tree root and fell into his arms.

"Are you all right?" He pulled me upright again, then pulled back once I was back on my own two feet. I noticed how beautiful he was, with dark hair and silver eyes. My heart fluttered.

"Yes."

"What is your name? I feel as if I know you from somewhere." his hand was still on my elbow and I leaned closer, caught up in his beauty. Our foreheads touched and he was so close...

"Uhhh, guys!" Chip broke in before I could do anything else, running over and stopping next to us. "You're actually siblings! May I introduce you? Ash, Ashley. Ashley, Ash." Ash dropped my arm and backed up. I blushed and looked at my toes. That would've been good to know thirty seconds ago!

"Hey bro." I let out awkardly and playfully punched his arm. Chip winced and pulled me back, just in time to save me from a glowing blue sword slashing down on at the spot I was standing only seconds before. My eyes widened and I hid behind Chip.

"She meant no harm!" Chip reached back to grip my hand.

"She attacked me." Ash stated simply. What? That doesn't qualify as attacking. It wasn't even hard.

"She couldn't hurt a fly. And remember your tiny baby sister? Yeah, that's her." He pointed behind him, at me. Ash's eyes widened and for a second I swear he was going to jump into the air like a high school graduate.

"That's her?" he said, stunned. "But she's so grown up. That can't be her. It can't be."

"Oh, but it is. Look at her. Is this or is this not your little sister?" Chip pushed me in front of him. I glared at him over my shoulder and pretended not to have much interest in Ash as he scanned me up and down.

"It is her." The corner of his lips twitched and his eyes shone with a mixture of sadness and happiness.

Ash's POV

I missed having a little sister, someone I could twirl, trust, and be myself with. But now she's all grown up. I can't do any of that anymore. I'm happy she's home safe, but I long for those years of her growth that I missed. I wish I could've watched her mature and grow. I wish I had my baby sister back. But that's impossible. She's already
sixteen. I miss having that little follower that would never leave me alone and would trail me everywhere. I wish. And that's all I can do. Wish.

A/N: So now Ashley is unsure of her feelings. I'm not necessarily gonna make it work out for Chip and Ashley. But I could. And wasn't Ash's POV sad? Aww
poor Ash.

Ash: Leave me alone. I wasn't all that pitiful.

Me: True. But you were so squishable. Oh and I think Meghan likes a
sentimental guy. Oh Meghan!

Meg: What?

Me: Look at Ash's POV

Meg: Awwwwwwwwwww

Ash: *sighs and face palms*