Ashlee decided to go back to her brothers' house. She was taking yet,
another bus back to the house when a girl about her age walked onto the
bus.
"Is this seat taken?" the girl motioned to the seat beside her.
"Oh no, go right ahead." Ashlee replied.
"Hm.. you look oddly familiar.. have we met before?" the girl asked. "No.. I don't think so," Ashlee confirmed. "Oh well, I'm Emma Nelson, I live here in Degrassi. What's your name, and do you live around here?" she said quizzingly.
"Oh, hello, my name is Ashlee, I'm here visiting family." Ashlee replied. "Oh, nice to meet you. Here's my stop, see you around, maybe." And with that Emma was gona. What a nosy girl, Ashlee thought to herself. Ashlee looked around the bus to see who was on it. An elderly lady in the front, and a small family in the back.
The small family made Ashlee remember her early childhood.
"Mom, Sean is staring at me!" five year old Ashlee complained. "Nuh huh. Mom, Ashlee's making it up! I'm just staring out the window! It's not my fault her big nose is in the way!!"
Olivia Cameron turned around from her passenger seat up front. She gave them the look. Both children knew 'the look.' It meant be quiet, or else.
"Sean, Ashlee," 11 year old Tracker said while looking up from his gameboy, "whoever is quietest the longest...gets a pretzel, Okay?" The two children nodded.
That day the family had gone to visit their father's mother, their grandma. It was a great day, that Ashlee would always remember.
With a screeching sound, Ashlee was transformed back into the present day on the bus. She was thinking about her childhood when her mind drifted to when she was 12.
She was a straight A student, who worked hard to get good grades, and to cover up her home life. She always thought, people wouldn't suspect there were problems, if she didn't let them.
"Anyone there? I'm home" Ashlee yelled into her house after school. "What the fcuk are you doing? Yelling? Some people are trying to rest!" her father screamed at her.
"I'm sorry.." Ashlee wimpered. She had just gotten home, and she already had screwed up. 'I can't do anything right..' she thought.
She went into her room to get away from it all, when the phone rang. "Make yourself good for something, and answer it, God Dammit!" Ashlee obeyed. "Hello?"
"Ash.. is mom there?? It's Sean." "Hey Sean!! Ugh no Mom's here, but she should be back drunk anytime now.. Dad's been so" "Ashlee! I need dad then. Now! I got ina fight.." Ashlee knew what this meant.. Sean would be back for a couple of weeks, and her parents would not be happy, because that meant more money onto the tuition. And that meant, her mom wouldn't be home from the bar till atleast 9pm then home to drink more. And her father.. would be.. her father.
Well her "new dad" anyway. Her old dad was a fun caring man. But ever since Tracker moved out at age 16 to try to open his own auto shop, he had become verbally abusive, and just an overall asshole.
She gave the phone to her dad, and nervously waited to see what would happen.
A/N Thanks for the reviews!! I need some more to continue. I'm trying to give you more on Ashlee's past. And then, we'll take it back to the present.
"Is this seat taken?" the girl motioned to the seat beside her.
"Oh no, go right ahead." Ashlee replied.
"Hm.. you look oddly familiar.. have we met before?" the girl asked. "No.. I don't think so," Ashlee confirmed. "Oh well, I'm Emma Nelson, I live here in Degrassi. What's your name, and do you live around here?" she said quizzingly.
"Oh, hello, my name is Ashlee, I'm here visiting family." Ashlee replied. "Oh, nice to meet you. Here's my stop, see you around, maybe." And with that Emma was gona. What a nosy girl, Ashlee thought to herself. Ashlee looked around the bus to see who was on it. An elderly lady in the front, and a small family in the back.
The small family made Ashlee remember her early childhood.
"Mom, Sean is staring at me!" five year old Ashlee complained. "Nuh huh. Mom, Ashlee's making it up! I'm just staring out the window! It's not my fault her big nose is in the way!!"
Olivia Cameron turned around from her passenger seat up front. She gave them the look. Both children knew 'the look.' It meant be quiet, or else.
"Sean, Ashlee," 11 year old Tracker said while looking up from his gameboy, "whoever is quietest the longest...gets a pretzel, Okay?" The two children nodded.
That day the family had gone to visit their father's mother, their grandma. It was a great day, that Ashlee would always remember.
With a screeching sound, Ashlee was transformed back into the present day on the bus. She was thinking about her childhood when her mind drifted to when she was 12.
She was a straight A student, who worked hard to get good grades, and to cover up her home life. She always thought, people wouldn't suspect there were problems, if she didn't let them.
"Anyone there? I'm home" Ashlee yelled into her house after school. "What the fcuk are you doing? Yelling? Some people are trying to rest!" her father screamed at her.
"I'm sorry.." Ashlee wimpered. She had just gotten home, and she already had screwed up. 'I can't do anything right..' she thought.
She went into her room to get away from it all, when the phone rang. "Make yourself good for something, and answer it, God Dammit!" Ashlee obeyed. "Hello?"
"Ash.. is mom there?? It's Sean." "Hey Sean!! Ugh no Mom's here, but she should be back drunk anytime now.. Dad's been so" "Ashlee! I need dad then. Now! I got ina fight.." Ashlee knew what this meant.. Sean would be back for a couple of weeks, and her parents would not be happy, because that meant more money onto the tuition. And that meant, her mom wouldn't be home from the bar till atleast 9pm then home to drink more. And her father.. would be.. her father.
Well her "new dad" anyway. Her old dad was a fun caring man. But ever since Tracker moved out at age 16 to try to open his own auto shop, he had become verbally abusive, and just an overall asshole.
She gave the phone to her dad, and nervously waited to see what would happen.
A/N Thanks for the reviews!! I need some more to continue. I'm trying to give you more on Ashlee's past. And then, we'll take it back to the present.