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Chapter 2- Take Heart, Take Everyone
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Craig was talking to Ashley in the hallway about his newfound friend, when something happened.
"Yeah, her name is Martinae but she's mostly called Marti. She's really cool and we've got a lot in common."
Ashley was starting to get really jealous, "You know, sweetheart, she probably isn't all she's cracked up to be."
"What do you have against her!? You never met."
"CRAIG!!!!!!," A far off voice screamed. Soon a small girl wearing fishnet stockings, a neon green skirt, and a black shirt tackled Craig down to the floor of the hallway. At first Craig was confused and a bit angry until he saw who it was.
"ACE!" He screamed and swung the tiny sized girl around, black and neon green tipped hair flying everywhere. He let her down to find that her huge hoop earring was stuck on his shirt. They were laughing the entire time, but Ashley was getting mad.
"Um, Craig?" She interrupted, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
"Oh, yeah, sure. Ashley this is Aislynn Ragavelas, but everyone calls her Ace. We met at family therapy. Ace this is Ashley she's my."
"I'm his girlfriend." Ashley interrupted again, "You met at family therapy? How sweet."
"Um," Ace replied, "not really, our families are screwed up. That's why I'm here. Me, my ma, and my little sis Lilly moved in with my older brother Tony. Well, love to stay and chat, but I gotta go learn me some knowledge! Later!" And with that she ran off, leaving Ashley and Craig alone.
"I don't like her." Ashley said immediately, "I don't think you should talk to her anymore."
"WHAT!?!?" Craig asked outraged, "Why? She's a good friend of mine. I knew her longer than I've known you!"
"Well," Ashley cut in, trying to remain calm, "She obviously likes you. She was trying to flirt with you!"
"Actually, no," Craig said, starting to get mad, "She was just happy to see me after so long. That's how she acts with everyone." "Whatever," She replied, "look." the bell rang "I gotta get to class.this discussion is NOT over."
On the other side of the hall, Aislynn was rushing, trying to find the right class. She wasn't watching where she was going and he knocked into someone and fell backwards. She looked up and saw the guy she knocked into and he was.gorgeous! She smiled up at him.
"Hey, sorry about that." She said
"Oh, it's cool. It's usually me that runs into stuff. Here, I'll help you up." He gave Aislynn his hand. She got up and brushed herself off. Soon, he was laughing a bit.
"What's so funny?" Aislynn asked.
"Your shirt." He replied, "So are you Politically Incorrect?" Aislynn smirked and looked down at her shirt that said Politically Incorrect in white gothic letters.
"Sometimes." She smirked as she replied. "I'm Aislynn, but you can call me Ace." She held out her hand.
"JT." He said trying to act suave and took her hand and kissed it. She giggled a bit, "Pleasure."
"Same here." She replied. She couldn't stop smiling. "Hey, do you know where this room is?" She showed him her schedule.
"Yeah it's right over there. I'm in that class too. Mind if I walk you?"
"Of course not, mon ami. Lead the way."
Craig was talking to Ashley in the hallway about his newfound friend, when something happened.
"Yeah, her name is Martinae but she's mostly called Marti. She's really cool and we've got a lot in common."
Ashley was starting to get really jealous, "You know, sweetheart, she probably isn't all she's cracked up to be."
"What do you have against her!? You never met."
"CRAIG!!!!!!," A far off voice screamed. Soon a small girl wearing fishnet stockings, a neon green skirt, and a black shirt tackled Craig down to the floor of the hallway. At first Craig was confused and a bit angry until he saw who it was.
"ACE!" He screamed and swung the tiny sized girl around, black and neon green tipped hair flying everywhere. He let her down to find that her huge hoop earring was stuck on his shirt. They were laughing the entire time, but Ashley was getting mad.
"Um, Craig?" She interrupted, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
"Oh, yeah, sure. Ashley this is Aislynn Ragavelas, but everyone calls her Ace. We met at family therapy. Ace this is Ashley she's my."
"I'm his girlfriend." Ashley interrupted again, "You met at family therapy? How sweet."
"Um," Ace replied, "not really, our families are screwed up. That's why I'm here. Me, my ma, and my little sis Lilly moved in with my older brother Tony. Well, love to stay and chat, but I gotta go learn me some knowledge! Later!" And with that she ran off, leaving Ashley and Craig alone.
"I don't like her." Ashley said immediately, "I don't think you should talk to her anymore."
"WHAT!?!?" Craig asked outraged, "Why? She's a good friend of mine. I knew her longer than I've known you!"
"Well," Ashley cut in, trying to remain calm, "She obviously likes you. She was trying to flirt with you!"
"Actually, no," Craig said, starting to get mad, "She was just happy to see me after so long. That's how she acts with everyone." "Whatever," She replied, "look." the bell rang "I gotta get to class.this discussion is NOT over."
On the other side of the hall, Aislynn was rushing, trying to find the right class. She wasn't watching where she was going and he knocked into someone and fell backwards. She looked up and saw the guy she knocked into and he was.gorgeous! She smiled up at him.
"Hey, sorry about that." She said
"Oh, it's cool. It's usually me that runs into stuff. Here, I'll help you up." He gave Aislynn his hand. She got up and brushed herself off. Soon, he was laughing a bit.
"What's so funny?" Aislynn asked.
"Your shirt." He replied, "So are you Politically Incorrect?" Aislynn smirked and looked down at her shirt that said Politically Incorrect in white gothic letters.
"Sometimes." She smirked as she replied. "I'm Aislynn, but you can call me Ace." She held out her hand.
"JT." He said trying to act suave and took her hand and kissed it. She giggled a bit, "Pleasure."
"Same here." She replied. She couldn't stop smiling. "Hey, do you know where this room is?" She showed him her schedule.
"Yeah it's right over there. I'm in that class too. Mind if I walk you?"
"Of course not, mon ami. Lead the way."