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Ashley and Ellie sat at the kitchen table eating cereal on a gray Friday morning.
"Ellie, thanks for giving me a place to sleep.
"Ashley, if I talked to my father I'm sure I could-"
"Ellie, this your time with your Dad, you don't need me interrupting it. I know how important this it to you. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Ashley assured Ellie. Now, if only I could assure myself, Ashley thought.
"By the way, Trevor is having another party, it'll give you a place to crash." Ellie sounded excited. "It's gonna be great. You might be able to find some connections, you know, find more places to stay."
"Thanks Ellie, but I don't know. After last week's fiasco, I don't think I can handle another one." Ashley stood up from her chair and picked up her bag.
"Ash, where are you going? We have like half an hour before we need to get to school."
"Yeah, I know, I have to go change." She started walking in the direction of the bathroom.
"But you're already dressed, what's the deal?"
"Ellie, it's cold out there, and I have no intentions of sleeping on the streets." Ashley looked serious. "I think it's about time I started playing my part."
Ten minutes later, Ashley walked out of the bathroom and showed her outfit to Ellie. It was so risqué; it would've made Manny blush. It was a black, micro-mini skirt, made super short courtesy of some scissors, black fishnet stockings with holes, and a white sheer shirt. The shirt was very low cut to show most of her cleavage, her black, lacey push-up bra was showing, and something to the imagination.
"Ash, that's extreme, why would you bother wearing that to school anyway? Ellie was looking the outfit over.
"Well, no one will give me a place to crash. Maybe if I get some guy to-"
"Ash, don't even think about being some sort of prostitute. That gross." Ellie started to clear in the cereal bowls from the table.
"Ellie, it's not prostitution it's survival, I need a place to stay."
"Listen to me, if you want keep the shirt on, fine, but please put on some jeans or something, because you look like a cheap hooker. Could you just do that for me?" Ellie pleaded with Ashley.
"Fine El, fine." Ashley went back into the bathroom to change again.
When Ashley got to school, the she ran into Toby.
"Ash, wait!" He ran to catch up with her. "Your mom was so miserable last night. She was crying and she drank like five glasses or brandy. She misses you, she wants you to come home."
"Tobes, did she say that?" Ashley was walking fast.
"Yeah, well she said something about asking you to come back today." He was trying to keep up with her.
Ashley stopped walking and turned to Toby.
With a fierce look in her eyes she said, "Tell my mother that I'm not interested in coming home. She kicked me out, she doesn't want me there, end of story. See you around Tobes." She walked off.
Ashley was opening her locker when some put their arms around her waist from behind. "Hey, you're looking good." It was Tim. Although she wanted to vomit at the fact that he was touching her, she played his sick game.
"Hey, Tim, what's up." She removed his arms from her waist and started getting books out of her locker.
"You still up for a little private party at my house." He laughed.
"Yeah, I think I am." Ashley tried to say it in her sexiest voice. She turned around and looked at him. He looked genuinely surprised.
Then, he leaned down and kissed her. Although Ashley detested him, she enjoyed the kiss. It was somewhat exciting, kissing some guy that clearly lusted over her, even if it was based on rumors.
"How about tonight? Take me to your house and we'll have some fun." Ashley licked her lips. "What do you say?"
Tim was shocked. He taunted Ashley for fun, but he never thought that she would want to do anything with him.
"Yeah, uh, outside by the steps, meet me there." He leaned down and gave her another kiss. It was much longer; he wrapped his arms around her waist, and slipped his tongue into her mouth.
He pulled away. "Later." He strolled away down the hall.
Ashley looked around; she noticed people were staring at her. She smirked picked up her bag and walked into the nearest girl's bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror, applying a new coat of lip gloss. A stall toilet flushed, and someone came out.
Ashley and Ellie sat at the kitchen table eating cereal on a gray Friday morning.
"Ellie, thanks for giving me a place to sleep.
"Ashley, if I talked to my father I'm sure I could-"
"Ellie, this your time with your Dad, you don't need me interrupting it. I know how important this it to you. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Ashley assured Ellie. Now, if only I could assure myself, Ashley thought.
"By the way, Trevor is having another party, it'll give you a place to crash." Ellie sounded excited. "It's gonna be great. You might be able to find some connections, you know, find more places to stay."
"Thanks Ellie, but I don't know. After last week's fiasco, I don't think I can handle another one." Ashley stood up from her chair and picked up her bag.
"Ash, where are you going? We have like half an hour before we need to get to school."
"Yeah, I know, I have to go change." She started walking in the direction of the bathroom.
"But you're already dressed, what's the deal?"
"Ellie, it's cold out there, and I have no intentions of sleeping on the streets." Ashley looked serious. "I think it's about time I started playing my part."
Ten minutes later, Ashley walked out of the bathroom and showed her outfit to Ellie. It was so risqué; it would've made Manny blush. It was a black, micro-mini skirt, made super short courtesy of some scissors, black fishnet stockings with holes, and a white sheer shirt. The shirt was very low cut to show most of her cleavage, her black, lacey push-up bra was showing, and something to the imagination.
"Ash, that's extreme, why would you bother wearing that to school anyway? Ellie was looking the outfit over.
"Well, no one will give me a place to crash. Maybe if I get some guy to-"
"Ash, don't even think about being some sort of prostitute. That gross." Ellie started to clear in the cereal bowls from the table.
"Ellie, it's not prostitution it's survival, I need a place to stay."
"Listen to me, if you want keep the shirt on, fine, but please put on some jeans or something, because you look like a cheap hooker. Could you just do that for me?" Ellie pleaded with Ashley.
"Fine El, fine." Ashley went back into the bathroom to change again.
When Ashley got to school, the she ran into Toby.
"Ash, wait!" He ran to catch up with her. "Your mom was so miserable last night. She was crying and she drank like five glasses or brandy. She misses you, she wants you to come home."
"Tobes, did she say that?" Ashley was walking fast.
"Yeah, well she said something about asking you to come back today." He was trying to keep up with her.
Ashley stopped walking and turned to Toby.
With a fierce look in her eyes she said, "Tell my mother that I'm not interested in coming home. She kicked me out, she doesn't want me there, end of story. See you around Tobes." She walked off.
Ashley was opening her locker when some put their arms around her waist from behind. "Hey, you're looking good." It was Tim. Although she wanted to vomit at the fact that he was touching her, she played his sick game.
"Hey, Tim, what's up." She removed his arms from her waist and started getting books out of her locker.
"You still up for a little private party at my house." He laughed.
"Yeah, I think I am." Ashley tried to say it in her sexiest voice. She turned around and looked at him. He looked genuinely surprised.
Then, he leaned down and kissed her. Although Ashley detested him, she enjoyed the kiss. It was somewhat exciting, kissing some guy that clearly lusted over her, even if it was based on rumors.
"How about tonight? Take me to your house and we'll have some fun." Ashley licked her lips. "What do you say?"
Tim was shocked. He taunted Ashley for fun, but he never thought that she would want to do anything with him.
"Yeah, uh, outside by the steps, meet me there." He leaned down and gave her another kiss. It was much longer; he wrapped his arms around her waist, and slipped his tongue into her mouth.
He pulled away. "Later." He strolled away down the hall.
Ashley looked around; she noticed people were staring at her. She smirked picked up her bag and walked into the nearest girl's bathroom.
She stood in front of the mirror, applying a new coat of lip gloss. A stall toilet flushed, and someone came out.