Author's Note: Alright guys, here's the next chapter. I tried to make this one a bit longer for you all. Enjoy!

I didn't really feel like suffering through lunch in the caf. Can you say mystery meat? Gross! Plus, Aiden would probably try to talk to me...again, and after dealing with Madison and her cheerbitches I was not in the mood to deal with him and his theatrics. I'm sure he does love me, but I highly doubt I'm his soul mate...as if there is such a thing. And I love him...but he's more like a brother to me. He's closer to family than Kyla is for christ sake.

So, after shoving my crap in my already over flowing locker, I headed out to the parking lot, hoped in my porsche and peeled out of the parking lot. I love the feeling of the wind in my hair as I speed home, the ocean air filling my lungs and the cool breeze warming my skin. Once I got home, I parked the car in the garage and hurried inside.

"Anyone home?" I called out.

I waited a few moment for a response that did not come...big surprise. I ascended the stairs on the way to my bedroom, peeking into Kyla's on my way even though I knew she would still be at school. I flopped down on my King sized bed, closing my eyes and sinking into the plush sheets. Ah, home sweet home.

Not wanting to sit at home all night, I reached for my cell. Flipping it open, I scrolled through my contacts until I found the number I was looking for. After 3 rings, they picked up.

"Hey, Ashley"

"What are you doing tonight?" I asked.

"Oh, um...well, I was going to go to Ego with Madison tonight."

"Oh" I said dejectedly.

"But, look if you want to get together I can — I can cancel on Madison. I'm sure she'll understand."

"No...no Aiden, go. Don't worry about me. Have fun."

"Um...alright. Look, Ashley is everything okay with us?"

"Yeah." I sighed, flipping my phone closed and tossing it on the bed beside me.

Well, tonight is going to be lame. I might as well have just stayed in school. Well, as long as I have time...I guess I should start working on my stupid "photography" assignment which has absolutely nothing to do with photography. I grabbed a notebook, now regretting leaving the sketchpad in my locker, but not enough to return to school for it. I dragged myself down the stairs and out the back door. I sat down on a lounge chair next to the pool and leaned back, surveying my surroundings for something to draw.

After sitting there for five minutes with absolutely nothing to draw, a small bunny came hopping by, nuzzling its way into the garden to nibble on the low green plants. I watched it for a few minutes, finally deciding that I might as well try to draw it. After four or five minutes and nearly giving myself whiplash from looking towards the bunny and back down at the notebook I realized that my drawing was futile. The bunny eating a plant on the page looked more like a tiny rock being burned in a fire. I have no idea how Mrs. Johnson expects me to do this assignment.

-SoN-

The next day I arrived at school early — just after 2nd period. On my way to Math, I ran into Kyla.

"Ashley!"

"Hi, Kyla" I said stopping and smiling slightly as her.

"You weren't in History yesterday," she accused.

"I know, I had better stuff to do." I said, starting to walk down the hallway.

"You really should take your studies more seriously Ashley."

"Yes, Mom. What can I say, I didn't see the point in going to history. Last time I checked, I live in this century."

"No, you live in your own little world." She countered.

"Whatever you say little sister. Aren't you going to be late for class?"

"Crap!" she said, turning and rushing down the hall way. "I'll see you at home!" she called back over her shoulder.

I couldn't help but chuckle at my weird half-sister. She certainly did make life more interesting. I opened the door to my math class and all eyes were on me because, naturally, I was late. Mr. Monotonous and Boring, or Mr. Berkley's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he saw me enter the class. What? So I showed up to class...don't expect me to do it often. I took my seat in the back row and immediately popped in my head phones.

I leaned back in my seat, surveying the students in my class room. Suddenly, my eyes landed on sunny blonde hair. Well, maybe showing up to math on occasion wouldn't hurt. I laid my head in my arms, pretending to fall asleep as was expected of me, but my eyes remained fixed on the bright eyed blonde.

Before I knew it the bell rang. Damn, I didn't even get a chance to nap. I slung my black and red messenger bag over my shoulder and headed for the door, passing by the blonde on my way out.

I stopped by my locker, tossing in unnecessary books that I didn't feel like lugging around. As I was about to slam the door closed, the sketchpad and pencils caught my eye. Why not? I grabbed the items, shoving them into my messenger bag before closing my locker.

I headed for the cafeteria, dreading my decision to stay at school for lunch. Though, I suppose it wasn't too late to change my mind. Eh, might as well see what this institution is serving these days. I paid for my lunch — a turkey sandwich, or so they claimed — and took a seat alone at a table on the far side of the quad. I took a bite from my sandwich, struggling to swallow it and then shoved the offending object across the table. Before I had a chance to leave, opting to just blow off school and go grab something to eat at a local cafe, Aiden came over and sat down.

"Hi, Ash."

"Aiden." I said sighing.

"Why won't you return my calls?" I inquired.

"I've just been really busy, Aiden."

"Bullshit, Ashley. You've been ignoring me for weeks. Now, please. What's going on?"

"Nothing is going on, Aiden and thats what you need to accept. I've moved on."

"But, you're still single" He pointed out.

"I just meant that, I don't want to re open any closed doors Aiden."

"I never closed it!" he half shouted.

"I did! You have Madison."

"I don't want Madison." He sighed.

"Speaking of the devil." I said, looking over his shoulder to see Madison stalking towards us.

"Careful Aiden," she called. "They say it's contagious."

"Please Madison, get over yourself."

"Come on Aiden, lets go get lunch."

Aiden stood, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Enjoy your bitch" I called, not really sure which one I was referring to.

I reached into my bag and pulled out my ipod. I popped in my headphones and put my ipod on shuffle. Hmm, Mayday Parade how I do love you. I searched my bag, looking for a piece of gum to rid my mouth of the horrible taste of school lunch food. Unfortunately, I did not find any gum. Instead, I pulled out the sketchpad and pencils, placing them in front of my on the table.

I flipped to the first page, picking up one of the pencils and placing it on the pad. Hmm...what to draw. I scanned over the cafeteria. There's really nothing awe-inspiring about King High's cafeteria. Finally, my eyes landed on honey blonde hair. Deciding that she was my best bet, I started to sketch the delicate curves of her face. But, before I could finish, the girl stood with her friend...I think her name is Chelsea, and left the cafeteria. Great, well...I guess thats the end of that sketch session. I looked down at my work, comparing it to the "bunny" from the other day. This drawing seemed to be much better, but nowhere near doing the blonde beauty justice.

Author's note: Alright guys, I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. I'm starting to realize how difficult it actually is to come up with things for you guys to decide on. But...here you go.

Does Ashley...?

1.) Go talk to Kyla

2.) Go to Photography class

3.) Stay in the cafeteria

Please review! Hope you guys are liking the story so far!