The next day in school Rory found Ashley at her locker.
"Hey," Rory said as she stepped towards her locker, spinning the dial to open it.
"Hey," Ashley said.
"Ready for English?" Rory asked.
"Oh yeah," Ashley said confidently.
"Did you manage to write the paper?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, it's pretty good actually," Ashley admitted.
Both girls pulled out their needed books out of their locker, and walked to class together.
The assignment was to write about an emotional time you had, and read it in front of the class.
Ashley stood, unscared in front of the class, paper in her handm reading confidently, "The water dripped from my hair as i stepped out of the water, the translucent water stared back at me, the moonlight shining on it's black color, and i knew in that moment that i would never forget my brother, no matter how much i tried, but somehow it was relieving that i knew that life does go on," she was done, the class applauded, loudly and the teacher gave her a pat on the back as she stepped back to her seat.
She was good, and Rory knew it. Rory had already went and didn't get half the applause that she did, and was sure didn't even get half the grade.
It was the next class, and ever since they stepped in the classroom, Ashley knew the answer to every question, she was smart, very smart.
"What was the other name of the Battle Of Bull Run?" The teacher asked.
Ashley's hand shot up and was called on, "Manassas, the Battle Of Manassas," she answered.
"Very good Ashley, you're certainly on fire today," the teacher gave a hearty chuckle.
She could hear Paris groaning in aggrivation in the back of the room, and somehow she felt she was on the same level as her. She watched as Ashley's hand shot up again, the only one in the class, and answered the question correctly.
The school day was over, and again the girls found themselves together outside.
"Well i don't have my mom's jeep today, so i have to ride the bus," Rory said.
"Ok, well i'll see ya later!" Ashley said cheerfully.
Just as Rory turned to walk away she heard Tristan approach her new friend. Tristan and her had barely exchanged a word in the past couple of days, which was very strange, and she noticed herself get almost jealous when she saw him hurry over to Ashley, but she quickly dismissed the thought and continued her way to the busstop.
"So are you on for dinner on Saturday?" Tristan asked Ashley.
"You don't even know my name," Ashley said with a smile.
"Well i could find that out and hopefully more, if you come," Tristan persisted.
"As much as i would like to, i dont think i can," Ashley said with a hint of sarcasm, "I have family obligations."
"Are you sure you can't get out of them," Tristan asked with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
"Positive," Ashley said and strode away, liking the way her lie sounded.
"Hey," Rory said as she stepped towards her locker, spinning the dial to open it.
"Hey," Ashley said.
"Ready for English?" Rory asked.
"Oh yeah," Ashley said confidently.
"Did you manage to write the paper?" Rory asked.
"Yeah, it's pretty good actually," Ashley admitted.
Both girls pulled out their needed books out of their locker, and walked to class together.
The assignment was to write about an emotional time you had, and read it in front of the class.
Ashley stood, unscared in front of the class, paper in her handm reading confidently, "The water dripped from my hair as i stepped out of the water, the translucent water stared back at me, the moonlight shining on it's black color, and i knew in that moment that i would never forget my brother, no matter how much i tried, but somehow it was relieving that i knew that life does go on," she was done, the class applauded, loudly and the teacher gave her a pat on the back as she stepped back to her seat.
She was good, and Rory knew it. Rory had already went and didn't get half the applause that she did, and was sure didn't even get half the grade.
It was the next class, and ever since they stepped in the classroom, Ashley knew the answer to every question, she was smart, very smart.
"What was the other name of the Battle Of Bull Run?" The teacher asked.
Ashley's hand shot up and was called on, "Manassas, the Battle Of Manassas," she answered.
"Very good Ashley, you're certainly on fire today," the teacher gave a hearty chuckle.
She could hear Paris groaning in aggrivation in the back of the room, and somehow she felt she was on the same level as her. She watched as Ashley's hand shot up again, the only one in the class, and answered the question correctly.
The school day was over, and again the girls found themselves together outside.
"Well i don't have my mom's jeep today, so i have to ride the bus," Rory said.
"Ok, well i'll see ya later!" Ashley said cheerfully.
Just as Rory turned to walk away she heard Tristan approach her new friend. Tristan and her had barely exchanged a word in the past couple of days, which was very strange, and she noticed herself get almost jealous when she saw him hurry over to Ashley, but she quickly dismissed the thought and continued her way to the busstop.
"So are you on for dinner on Saturday?" Tristan asked Ashley.
"You don't even know my name," Ashley said with a smile.
"Well i could find that out and hopefully more, if you come," Tristan persisted.
"As much as i would like to, i dont think i can," Ashley said with a hint of sarcasm, "I have family obligations."
"Are you sure you can't get out of them," Tristan asked with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
"Positive," Ashley said and strode away, liking the way her lie sounded.