[ Dear Ashley ]
[ Dear Ashley Chapter Three Contains; Ashley//Paige//Terri//Mr. Simpson
//Spinner//Jimmy]
A/N: Notice how this story goes much faster than the others.
[x] You finally get to see one of Spinners soft sides. Watch how he tries
to cover it up. HE'S SOOOO CUTE!!!!!
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"So how do you think this little gadget works?" Mr. Simpson asks. I look about. Everyone stares at him as if he will straightforwardly give up the answer. I witness Paige look around too. Then she fretfully and astonishingly raises her hand. Mr. Simpson bites his lip and then points his pen towards her. Paige breathes and lets her hand unhurriedly down.
"Well, Mr. Simpson, some things aren't always easily answered or known and are baffling to us," She says. Nice choice of words. I didn't know where she was going with this. I just watch and take note. She seems nervous. But why? "So, if we really don't know the answer you just have to follow what you feel is right," she added. This was way off the subject. "Like, love. It's unexplainable to many of us! Who really know what love is or why we love someone?" Way, way off the subject. She glances over at Spinner and he looks at her also. I knew it. "Or even a simple crush," she grins. A flirty grin and everyone giggles. Paige doesn't seem to mind the attention. I look over at Spinner. He doesn't seem as "in love" as Paige undeniably is. He turns away and looks back at his drawing he drew, which were, suppose to be notes. Paige's smile gradually fades. Now, she looks upset. Mr. Simpson chuckles.
"Right, Paige. I knew it was too good to be true. Nice try," He says. Paige tunes out and seems to put her lips to the side of her face. She stares down at her paper. The blank piece entitled 'Love?'
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As I start out the class I seem to be pulled back. It's predictably Paige. She glances around the hall at everyone before speaking. "What is his problem?" Paige says seeming angry. I'm a bit confused.
"Who?" I ask stupidly. Spinner of course. Almost on queue, He walks past Paige and I. Paige glares at him. It looks almost like an evil glare. But I don't seem to care too much. I watch him walk by too. He doesn't look back or he doesn't look guilty. Somehow he looks almost proud or just, plain old Spinner.
"Him," she points with her light pink nail polish gleaming from the bright lights above. I follow her finger back to Spinner where he disappears into the grand crowd of diluted teenagers and preteens.
"What did he do?" I ask. I mean, maybe he didn't understand what she was talking about she did seem a bit weird. Yeah, like he didn't flirt with me at the concert. Bad thought!
"He made me look like a total idiot! Everyone knew exactly who and what I was talking about and he - him- he just - ugh!" Paige says in her terms. I try to sound kind and factual. She puts her hands on her hips. Why is he acting like this? He likes Paige. I think. Lets think this through: Acting like a retard towards Paige although affection towards me. Something is so wrong here.
"Maybe," I stop myself. Just say it. "Maybe he doesn't like you," I foolishly say. Gosh what am I saying? It makes me look jealous and so super stupid! Think before talking. She looks at me like I'm Toby.
"Please," she says conceitedly and starts to walk off. I sigh and walk alongside her.
"But maybe it's true. Not every guy likes you, Paige," I say. She groans.
"Yeah thanks Ashley," she clearly sardonically says. I roll my eyes and strike my hands to my side.
"Well what do you want me to say?" I complain. She seems to groan again but I'm not sure. She unfolds her arms and using them as expressions. Her eyes look up although she continues to walk.
"Hello, do you even know what friend means? Or comfort?" Paige says with attitude as if I'm not conversant. I look at her almost in antagonism. I'm not quite there nevertheless. She seems to slow down. I slow down too. She walks right in the lead of me. She faces me. Her eyes thrusting into mine and her arms are folded again. She speaks, "or maybe you're just too selfish to think about someone else." Now I'm angry. She walks off. I huff. Selfish? How am I selfish? I have done nothing but support her and help her. Friend or not this has gone way too far. I hurry up to her and I stop HER. I look at her with harsh eyes and pinched lips now my hands move with my expressions she seems to listen.
"How can you say that, Paige? I have been a friend to you! More than a friend to you and then you turn around and call me selfish? All you do is wine and complain about not being perfect or miss popularity! Believe me if you called anyone selfish, it would be yourself!" There. I said it. And now, I'm going to hear it for the next lifetime! She seems awfully upset. Although I am too. I can almost feel everyone's eyes on my burning hot face. And I can almost hear Paige's hands mend together. I still stand. Waiting. She nods in a way of attitude. Here it comes. She keeps her eyes staring at me as she walks to the side of me and then away. I no longer see her furious eyes. I turn and watch her push her way through everyone who stares. I no longer see her blonde hair swing back and forth so I too start to walk away. Now somehow I that we won't be talking to each other. For a while.
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"Hey Ash," Terri says sitting down next me. I look up at her since I'm so slouched down in my chair. Quite comfortably actually. She seems happy. I put on a fake smile.
"Hey Ter," I say and look back down at my crimson nail polish. She looks down at it too but doesn't seem so interested.
"Everything okay? I haven't talked to you since yesterday," she replays back me. I keep my eyes on my glossy polish and turn them around ever so often. She waits.
"Yeah everything is fine," I lie. I look back up at her. She puts on one of those fake "half" smiles and adds a nod to it. I continue on. "How's everything going with you?" I ask. Her head pops up and looks at me. "You haven't been so happy yourself either," I remind her. She sighs.
"Yeah. Sorry about complaining to you or whatever. I was sort of upset," she says smiling as if it were a joke. I pull myself up to a straight shape.
"It's okay Ter, you wanted someone to hear your problems. I mean, if I could help with anything," I ask. She doesn't change expressions.
"Can you give me a model body?" Terri jokingly says. I don't think she means it as a joke but somehow doesn't want to seem serious right now. I laugh along with her also.
"You obviously have a modeling body," I say to her reminding her about her modeling job. Her cheeks become slightly pained with rose as she looks down at her shoes. I laugh a little louder. "Anyways I like you just as you are," I assure her. She looks back up at me. I know in the past I have been a little cruel and unkind but actually from the counseling I attended to after me little party actually taught me some things about self-consciousness and control. So I kind of fixed the part of me that told everyone about his or her ugly side. Somehow it seemed to clearly show through when I was making conversation with Paige.
"Thanks, Ash. I needed to hear that," she grins. I grin back. After getting out of that phase she looks over my shoulder to find Spinner walking through the cafeteria. Terri smiles. "Look it's the ever disgusting Spinner!" Terri jokes. I just stare. I can faintly see his muscles through his white T-shirt. Impressive. I look away. STOP! "You know what he did after the concert? He drank milk and proved that he could send it flying out of his nose!" Terri said with an aghast face. I copied her facial expressions. "Well I just came over to see how you were doing I promised to meet up with Hazel, see you later Ash," she says getting up with her tray. I nod and watch her walk away. I look over to my right again. Spinner stands talking to Jimmy. I watch them both. Spinner has such a great smile. I don't know it's something about him that makes me want to hug him. I laugh aloud at my thoughts. Embarrassed I look around. No one seemed to notice. I get up from my chair and decide to join the two. As they laugh I join.
"Hey you two, what's up?" I say feeling a little left out. They both look at me.
"Hey Ash! Nothing just talking you know, just Spin being stupid," Jimmy laughs. Spinner sarcastically does the same and starts to punch Jimmy in his arm. Jimmy flinches and starts to walk away. "Dude, I'll catch you later," he continues to laugh. He waves at me too. "See ya, Ash," and I'm left with Spinner. I look back at him.
"So what were you two talking about that was obviously so funny?" I ask trying to converse. He looks at me with his smile still on. He stands up handsome and sturdy. I observe that his hair slightly covers his eyes beaming eyes. I could still see them though. I wanted him to keep his smile forever. Always smile. Hum.
"Nothing, just, stuff," he minimally puts it. I chuckle.
"Just stuff, eh?" I reply. He shrugs and nods. We both laugh.
"Um, yeah so," he begins. I listen. "So, like, what have you been doing?" he asks. It feels awkward talking to him. We had something last night. A peculiar something. Last night, I don't know if I enjoyed his embrace or if it was new to me. I'm still not sure.
"Obviously being a mosquito. Me and Paige had a bit of an argument," I say looking back at where Jimmy went. Spinner looked confused.
"What happened?" he predictably asked. I look back up at him.
"She said I was selfish and I told her that the only one selfish was Paige Michaelchuck," I stare into his eyes hoping to find something. Not sure what. I continue, "I already know it was wrong," I said essentially telling him to save me from the spirit boosting talk.
"No Paige can be selfish. A lot of the time," He confessed. I nod. "I mean today, it's like, what' was she doing?" Spinner shrugs. Ah, today!
"I'm not sure. Paige I guess was trying to flirt with you," I idiotically put it. "And she felt that you were rejecting her"
"Yeah I was rejecting her," he says. I look at him. What? This can't be true! In my eyes I ask for explanation. "Everyone thinks I like her! Okay, yeah, she's pretty she's funny she's - er, pretty but I want more than just a pretty girl," he says. I smile. I never seen or heard this side of Spinner. The sweet cute sensitive side. And oddly he was showing it to me. I felt like hugging him, in a friendly way. I think. "I mean a hot girl wouldn't be so bad," he shrugs in a grin. He finally looks at me, as I'm so surprised, wide- eyed, and grinning. He smiles too. "Or even a punk"
[ Dear Ashley Chapter Three Contains; Ashley//Paige//Terri//Mr. Simpson
//Spinner//Jimmy]
A/N: Notice how this story goes much faster than the others.
[x] You finally get to see one of Spinners soft sides. Watch how he tries
to cover it up. HE'S SOOOO CUTE!!!!!
----------------------------------------------------------------------- x X x ----------------------------------------------------------------------
"So how do you think this little gadget works?" Mr. Simpson asks. I look about. Everyone stares at him as if he will straightforwardly give up the answer. I witness Paige look around too. Then she fretfully and astonishingly raises her hand. Mr. Simpson bites his lip and then points his pen towards her. Paige breathes and lets her hand unhurriedly down.
"Well, Mr. Simpson, some things aren't always easily answered or known and are baffling to us," She says. Nice choice of words. I didn't know where she was going with this. I just watch and take note. She seems nervous. But why? "So, if we really don't know the answer you just have to follow what you feel is right," she added. This was way off the subject. "Like, love. It's unexplainable to many of us! Who really know what love is or why we love someone?" Way, way off the subject. She glances over at Spinner and he looks at her also. I knew it. "Or even a simple crush," she grins. A flirty grin and everyone giggles. Paige doesn't seem to mind the attention. I look over at Spinner. He doesn't seem as "in love" as Paige undeniably is. He turns away and looks back at his drawing he drew, which were, suppose to be notes. Paige's smile gradually fades. Now, she looks upset. Mr. Simpson chuckles.
"Right, Paige. I knew it was too good to be true. Nice try," He says. Paige tunes out and seems to put her lips to the side of her face. She stares down at her paper. The blank piece entitled 'Love?'
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As I start out the class I seem to be pulled back. It's predictably Paige. She glances around the hall at everyone before speaking. "What is his problem?" Paige says seeming angry. I'm a bit confused.
"Who?" I ask stupidly. Spinner of course. Almost on queue, He walks past Paige and I. Paige glares at him. It looks almost like an evil glare. But I don't seem to care too much. I watch him walk by too. He doesn't look back or he doesn't look guilty. Somehow he looks almost proud or just, plain old Spinner.
"Him," she points with her light pink nail polish gleaming from the bright lights above. I follow her finger back to Spinner where he disappears into the grand crowd of diluted teenagers and preteens.
"What did he do?" I ask. I mean, maybe he didn't understand what she was talking about she did seem a bit weird. Yeah, like he didn't flirt with me at the concert. Bad thought!
"He made me look like a total idiot! Everyone knew exactly who and what I was talking about and he - him- he just - ugh!" Paige says in her terms. I try to sound kind and factual. She puts her hands on her hips. Why is he acting like this? He likes Paige. I think. Lets think this through: Acting like a retard towards Paige although affection towards me. Something is so wrong here.
"Maybe," I stop myself. Just say it. "Maybe he doesn't like you," I foolishly say. Gosh what am I saying? It makes me look jealous and so super stupid! Think before talking. She looks at me like I'm Toby.
"Please," she says conceitedly and starts to walk off. I sigh and walk alongside her.
"But maybe it's true. Not every guy likes you, Paige," I say. She groans.
"Yeah thanks Ashley," she clearly sardonically says. I roll my eyes and strike my hands to my side.
"Well what do you want me to say?" I complain. She seems to groan again but I'm not sure. She unfolds her arms and using them as expressions. Her eyes look up although she continues to walk.
"Hello, do you even know what friend means? Or comfort?" Paige says with attitude as if I'm not conversant. I look at her almost in antagonism. I'm not quite there nevertheless. She seems to slow down. I slow down too. She walks right in the lead of me. She faces me. Her eyes thrusting into mine and her arms are folded again. She speaks, "or maybe you're just too selfish to think about someone else." Now I'm angry. She walks off. I huff. Selfish? How am I selfish? I have done nothing but support her and help her. Friend or not this has gone way too far. I hurry up to her and I stop HER. I look at her with harsh eyes and pinched lips now my hands move with my expressions she seems to listen.
"How can you say that, Paige? I have been a friend to you! More than a friend to you and then you turn around and call me selfish? All you do is wine and complain about not being perfect or miss popularity! Believe me if you called anyone selfish, it would be yourself!" There. I said it. And now, I'm going to hear it for the next lifetime! She seems awfully upset. Although I am too. I can almost feel everyone's eyes on my burning hot face. And I can almost hear Paige's hands mend together. I still stand. Waiting. She nods in a way of attitude. Here it comes. She keeps her eyes staring at me as she walks to the side of me and then away. I no longer see her furious eyes. I turn and watch her push her way through everyone who stares. I no longer see her blonde hair swing back and forth so I too start to walk away. Now somehow I that we won't be talking to each other. For a while.
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"Hey Ash," Terri says sitting down next me. I look up at her since I'm so slouched down in my chair. Quite comfortably actually. She seems happy. I put on a fake smile.
"Hey Ter," I say and look back down at my crimson nail polish. She looks down at it too but doesn't seem so interested.
"Everything okay? I haven't talked to you since yesterday," she replays back me. I keep my eyes on my glossy polish and turn them around ever so often. She waits.
"Yeah everything is fine," I lie. I look back up at her. She puts on one of those fake "half" smiles and adds a nod to it. I continue on. "How's everything going with you?" I ask. Her head pops up and looks at me. "You haven't been so happy yourself either," I remind her. She sighs.
"Yeah. Sorry about complaining to you or whatever. I was sort of upset," she says smiling as if it were a joke. I pull myself up to a straight shape.
"It's okay Ter, you wanted someone to hear your problems. I mean, if I could help with anything," I ask. She doesn't change expressions.
"Can you give me a model body?" Terri jokingly says. I don't think she means it as a joke but somehow doesn't want to seem serious right now. I laugh along with her also.
"You obviously have a modeling body," I say to her reminding her about her modeling job. Her cheeks become slightly pained with rose as she looks down at her shoes. I laugh a little louder. "Anyways I like you just as you are," I assure her. She looks back up at me. I know in the past I have been a little cruel and unkind but actually from the counseling I attended to after me little party actually taught me some things about self-consciousness and control. So I kind of fixed the part of me that told everyone about his or her ugly side. Somehow it seemed to clearly show through when I was making conversation with Paige.
"Thanks, Ash. I needed to hear that," she grins. I grin back. After getting out of that phase she looks over my shoulder to find Spinner walking through the cafeteria. Terri smiles. "Look it's the ever disgusting Spinner!" Terri jokes. I just stare. I can faintly see his muscles through his white T-shirt. Impressive. I look away. STOP! "You know what he did after the concert? He drank milk and proved that he could send it flying out of his nose!" Terri said with an aghast face. I copied her facial expressions. "Well I just came over to see how you were doing I promised to meet up with Hazel, see you later Ash," she says getting up with her tray. I nod and watch her walk away. I look over to my right again. Spinner stands talking to Jimmy. I watch them both. Spinner has such a great smile. I don't know it's something about him that makes me want to hug him. I laugh aloud at my thoughts. Embarrassed I look around. No one seemed to notice. I get up from my chair and decide to join the two. As they laugh I join.
"Hey you two, what's up?" I say feeling a little left out. They both look at me.
"Hey Ash! Nothing just talking you know, just Spin being stupid," Jimmy laughs. Spinner sarcastically does the same and starts to punch Jimmy in his arm. Jimmy flinches and starts to walk away. "Dude, I'll catch you later," he continues to laugh. He waves at me too. "See ya, Ash," and I'm left with Spinner. I look back at him.
"So what were you two talking about that was obviously so funny?" I ask trying to converse. He looks at me with his smile still on. He stands up handsome and sturdy. I observe that his hair slightly covers his eyes beaming eyes. I could still see them though. I wanted him to keep his smile forever. Always smile. Hum.
"Nothing, just, stuff," he minimally puts it. I chuckle.
"Just stuff, eh?" I reply. He shrugs and nods. We both laugh.
"Um, yeah so," he begins. I listen. "So, like, what have you been doing?" he asks. It feels awkward talking to him. We had something last night. A peculiar something. Last night, I don't know if I enjoyed his embrace or if it was new to me. I'm still not sure.
"Obviously being a mosquito. Me and Paige had a bit of an argument," I say looking back at where Jimmy went. Spinner looked confused.
"What happened?" he predictably asked. I look back up at him.
"She said I was selfish and I told her that the only one selfish was Paige Michaelchuck," I stare into his eyes hoping to find something. Not sure what. I continue, "I already know it was wrong," I said essentially telling him to save me from the spirit boosting talk.
"No Paige can be selfish. A lot of the time," He confessed. I nod. "I mean today, it's like, what' was she doing?" Spinner shrugs. Ah, today!
"I'm not sure. Paige I guess was trying to flirt with you," I idiotically put it. "And she felt that you were rejecting her"
"Yeah I was rejecting her," he says. I look at him. What? This can't be true! In my eyes I ask for explanation. "Everyone thinks I like her! Okay, yeah, she's pretty she's funny she's - er, pretty but I want more than just a pretty girl," he says. I smile. I never seen or heard this side of Spinner. The sweet cute sensitive side. And oddly he was showing it to me. I felt like hugging him, in a friendly way. I think. "I mean a hot girl wouldn't be so bad," he shrugs in a grin. He finally looks at me, as I'm so surprised, wide- eyed, and grinning. He smiles too. "Or even a punk"