Disclaimers Note: I Do Not Own Recess.

Authors Note: I received a review about me calling Antoine ghetto. I'm really sorry for it and thanks for pointing that out. Where I live, that word gets thrown around a lot and its, unfortunately, part of my vocabulary. Its something that is used a lot from where I was from. Please understand that how I write is not they way I talk or how I write to friends so sometimes this leaks into what I write. Ghetto means a lot of things so I completely understand the reviewer.

Now to you readers, Antoine is a southerner.

Ashleys Series #1

Lip Gloss on A Hockey Jersey

Chapter Three

It was finally Friday but like every other day, King Bob sat in boredom as he listened to one of his guards telling him about some kindergartner who was acting up.

"Sir, this kindergartner threw rocks at my men so we had take action and took the law-breaker in custody." The guard finally finished off.

King Bob sighed. "Bring forth this prisoner."

"Let me GO you big-kid, ugly face!"

King Bob blinked down from his chair when he saw the felon.

Just like her big sister...

It was Ashley A's little sister, Brittney A.

"Monkey face! You have fat head and-and a stinky butt!" Brittney shouted, trying to squirm away from the guards grips.

King Bob stood up, raising a brow, and looking down at the young girl.

Brittney, realizing King Bob, looked up and shut her mouth.

"Uh oh...I in big trouble if big, BIG kid talk to me..." Brittney said softly.

King Bob had to bite back a smile at this.

"Are you not the sibling of the girl, Ashley A?" King Bob finally asked.

"Yeah." Brittney simply said.

King Bob sat back down in his chair. "Why did you throw rocks at my men?"

Brittney started to fidget with her clothing as she looked down.

"They stepped on my picture..." Brittney bit her lip. "I was making it for somebody..."

King Bob raised his brow again, looking up at his men.

"It this true?" He asked.

This time, it was the guards that started to fidget. "Um, we didn't actually think about it like that-"

King Bob raised a hand. "Enough! I've heard all I needed to hear."

"What is the meaning of this!" Shouted a loud voice.

The guards turned around, Brittney face radiated relief as King Bob looked over his men to see none other than Ashley A.

And she was raging mad...

"Why do you have my little sister here?" Ashley A shouted, her fist in the air.

"Ashley!" Brittney shouted with joy, running towards Ashley. "Them big kid, dorky boys stepped on my picture of-" Brittney leaned in and whispered something in Ashley's ear.

Ashley brows furrowed and her jaw clenched. She stood up and gave the most deadliest looks anyone had ever seen anybody giving.

"Why is my sister here when you people," Ashley pointed at the guards, "Stepped on to her area and messed up her picture? She did nothing wrong and you bring her here for nothing?"

The boys took a step back, cowering in fear from Ashley's fury.

However, King Bob stood up with his head high and a brow raised. He walked down the steps of his throne and stood in front of the blonde.

"She threw rocks at my men, who didn't know that they stepped in her territory. I was merely trying to get to the bottom of this until you came barging through here." King Bob said, looking down at Ashley.

It was strange.

According to past reports, Ashley A disliked her sister very much.

Ashley, however, took a step forward with finger at King Bob.

Very much like an angry older sister should be.

Ashley got up straight into Bob's face.

The men gasped and started to talk softly amongst themselves.

Ashley A blinked at the guards as King Bob sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, I know. They're imbeciles. Please carry on."

Ashley A shook her head and then turned back to King Bob.

"Look, my sister's little so she doesn't understand what's going on around her. Got that?" Ashley A said coldly, jabbing King Bob in the chest with her pointed finger. "She's a good girl and would never want to harm anyone and it was your men-"

King Bob interrupted. "I know."

"No, you don't! I don't want anyone to mess with my sister or else-"

"I know." King Bob tired again.

"I-" Ashley started up again.

"I said, I know..." King Bob said softly, stepping forward, grabbing her hand into his. They were pressed together from head to foot as King Bob stared intently into Ashley's eyes.

"Oh-" Ashley blinked but her voice faded off, her cheeks started to redden as she realized their position.

King Bob realized their position as well so he let go of Ashley's hands and coughed.

"Well," King Bob muttered as he rubbed the back of his head. "I guess we settled that."

"Um, like, yeah..." Ashley blushed ferociously, grabbing Brittney's hand.

Everyone else just blinked in confusion, not knowing what had just happened.

"Well," King Bob and Ashley both looked up and then quickly looked away.

"Right, right... Carry on." King Bob said, waving a hand but his head was averted.

"Thanks," Ashley whispered, ushering her sister down the ladder. As she turned to step down, she looked back up to catch King Bob looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

She smiled with her cheeks heated and then she was gone.

Bob winced as he flopped down on the ice, lying eagle style with his face up towards the sky. Jake came tumbling down next to him, catching his breath and Charles came sliding to the other side of Bob.

"Did you see that girl at school today?" Jake asked breathlessly. He grinned down at Bob, "And what was she wearing?"

Before Bob could say anything, Charles snorted. "You know you don't have a chance, right?"

Bob rolled his eyes.

They'd been at it since the day they lost Ashley Q when they were chasing after her.

"I didn't see her today," Bob said as his mind started to wander about Ashley A.

Jake said something, which interrupted Bob's thoughts.

"Huh?" Bob asked, "I didn't catch that."

"Sam," Jake nodded to the boy, "He's been quiet today."

"That's probably why!" Charles exclaimed.

"What?" Bob asked.

"Check out the girl he's with..." Charles said slowly.

Bob and Jake looked up to see Sam talking to no other than Ashley Q herself.

"WHAT? How did HE get a girl like her?" Jake shouted in shock.

Bob blinked as he watched Ashley Q lean over the wall and whisper something to Sam. After a few seconds, Ashley Q laughed and threw her arm around Sam.

They then separated with a wave goodbye from Ashley Q and a nod from Sam.

Jake and Charles jumped up and ran towards Sam.

"Sam!" Jake shouted as he and Charles stopped in front of a surprised Sam.

"Why didn't you tell us you had a girlfriend?" Charles demanded.

"Yeah, she is so hot!" Jake sighed. "Wish she were mine..."

Bob came up from behind them with a grin.

Sam waved his hands in the air with a surprised look. "No way! We're not going out... we're just friends!"

"Right, you sly dog!" Charles grinned up at his, playfully hitting his arm.

Sam looked at Bob and blushed.

Bob just laughed and shrugged.

"Leave him alone, you guys." Bob said, pushing Jake and Charles away.

Sam sighed as Jake and Charles left, reluctantly, and mumbling.

"They saw her last week and went crazy." Bob laughed, "They tried to coax me into setting one of them with her but I told them she wasn't the type to go out with either the idiot or the moron."

Sam's head was lowered as he rubbed his head. "Well, Ashley's sure fiery! Known her since I could walk."

Bob grinned. "So?" He said slowly, "Are you two, um-going out?"

Sam's head jerked up, blushing. "N-no! We're just friends!"

"Sure." Bob shook his head and laughed. "Ashley Q goes to my school so I see her around. How do you know her?"

Sam shrugged. "I've known her and her other friends for awhile. My dad knows their fathers so, yeah."

Bob laughed, pointing at Sam's jersey. "You got some lip gloss on your shirt."

"Huh?" Sam looked at his shoulder and blushed. "Um, yeah-"

Bob laughed again. "She must have got it on you when she hugged you."

"Smells like strawberries," Sam said, red with embarrassment, and a shrug. He then looked up questioningly "Do you like her?"

"No," Bob shook his head. "She's not my type."

"Really?" Sam shrugged again, "So what is your type?"

Bob grinned. "I don't know. Never had any time to think about girls."

"Not even a girl at school?"

Bob brows furrowed in thought. "Nope..." Bob then laughed, "But if I do find somebody I like, you'll be the first I'd tell."

Bob then groaned as he spotted Jake and Charles about to come over again. "I'd rather tell you than those two love-struck fools."

Sam laughed as Bob chased Jake and Charles away with his hockey stick.

They went back to practice, the Coach yelling his usual demands.

After a grueling five minutes of line drills, Coach ended it for the night.

"Game tomorrow!" Coach looked at his boys with an assuring grin. "Get plenty of sleep and drink a lot of water. Huddle up!"

The boys piled around the coach and everyone placed their hands in the middle. "One, two, three...Pirates!" They all shouted together, throwing their hands up into the air.

As everyone dispersed, Coach Bergs pulled Sam to the side and started to talk to him. Bob was gathering his stuff from the bench and as he was leaving, Sam had left coach.

"Hey," Bob said, skating next to Sam. "What was that about?"

Sam grinned, "Nothing. He just said I was going to play but not to much. I don't blame him since I'm new and he doesn't know where I'm at in my game."

Bob blinked. "Really? But your good!"

Sam blushed. "Gosh...not really... not as good as you anyways."

"I said good, not great." Bob teased.

Sam laughed, "He said he'll try to give me at least a minute or something."

"Well, lets get going before there's no more room in the showers." Bob shook his head, "Or before Antoine decides to run them all out until there nothing but cold water left."

Sam grinned. "Nah, I got something else to go to so I'll see you tomorrow."

"Cool," Bob slapped Sam's shoulder. "See you later, rookie."

Sam left, laughing, and shaking his head.

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