Chapter 5: She's got To Go (Summer's POV)
God, how I hate her........
She thinks she is so perfect..........
Well the truth is she isn't.
Ashley Tyler is nothing but a rich.......
Fake......
Preppy....
Phony.............
And dare I, Summer Miranda Hathaway, say it
Bitch.
On the surface, Ashley Tyler seems like your typical American teenager. A part of the freshman cheerleading squad at Horace Green High School. Living with her Uncle because of her parents' divorce. And has a boyfriend.
A boyfriend that doesn't deserve to be treated like crap.
Ashley just treats Zack like crap.
Ashley treats everybody else like crapped up, eaten, thrown up, eaten again, and crapped out again monkey droppings.
And Dewey thinks she's just so perfect.
"Dewey!" I ran over to the band's leader, Dewey Finn.
"Hey. What's up, Summer?" Dewey said innocently, like he hadn't doesn't anything wrong.
"What happened to the 200 DOLLARS we had for the band??" I asked him.
But I had a feeling I knew where the money actually was.
Dewey just remained silent and was still playing his guitar.
"Well?" I asked. Sorry if I seem impatient but this money was big business!
"Fine, Summer I'll tell you!" Dewey said.
"Ashley took the money, on ACCIDENT, and took it shopping with her."
"WHAT?" You have no idea how upset I was.
WE had earned this money.
We the BAND had earned this money.
Not Ashley, but the actual BAND.
I didn't want to take it out on Dewey, so I just stormed off into the practice room and went on the computer.
I had a little talk with Ashley, and now Zack is out of the band.
Well, until our gig in New York.
And the thing is Dewey didn't even tell the band that Ashley took the money. He just tried to cover it up with some lame excuse. But I know the band believes me.
Ashley has Zack and Dewey wrapped around her finger.
Now, Zack doesn't even sit with us anymore. He sits with the cheerleaders and sports jocks players. And Ashley's always flirting with the sports jocks.
Not just any sports jock, but my BOYFRIEND!!!!
This girl just has to go.
God, how I hate her........
She thinks she is so perfect..........
Well the truth is she isn't.
Ashley Tyler is nothing but a rich.......
Fake......
Preppy....
Phony.............
And dare I, Summer Miranda Hathaway, say it
Bitch.
On the surface, Ashley Tyler seems like your typical American teenager. A part of the freshman cheerleading squad at Horace Green High School. Living with her Uncle because of her parents' divorce. And has a boyfriend.
A boyfriend that doesn't deserve to be treated like crap.
Ashley just treats Zack like crap.
Ashley treats everybody else like crapped up, eaten, thrown up, eaten again, and crapped out again monkey droppings.
And Dewey thinks she's just so perfect.
"Dewey!" I ran over to the band's leader, Dewey Finn.
"Hey. What's up, Summer?" Dewey said innocently, like he hadn't doesn't anything wrong.
"What happened to the 200 DOLLARS we had for the band??" I asked him.
But I had a feeling I knew where the money actually was.
Dewey just remained silent and was still playing his guitar.
"Well?" I asked. Sorry if I seem impatient but this money was big business!
"Fine, Summer I'll tell you!" Dewey said.
"Ashley took the money, on ACCIDENT, and took it shopping with her."
"WHAT?" You have no idea how upset I was.
WE had earned this money.
We the BAND had earned this money.
Not Ashley, but the actual BAND.
I didn't want to take it out on Dewey, so I just stormed off into the practice room and went on the computer.
I had a little talk with Ashley, and now Zack is out of the band.
Well, until our gig in New York.
And the thing is Dewey didn't even tell the band that Ashley took the money. He just tried to cover it up with some lame excuse. But I know the band believes me.
Ashley has Zack and Dewey wrapped around her finger.
Now, Zack doesn't even sit with us anymore. He sits with the cheerleaders and sports jocks players. And Ashley's always flirting with the sports jocks.
Not just any sports jock, but my BOYFRIEND!!!!
This girl just has to go.