I looked at some "stats" thing regarding my story, and I think there's about 5 people reading it. So yay! :D Thank you 5 people! You guys rock!
I wanted to do a chapter from one of the Animorph's kids' perspective, and I thought Ashley would be fun to do. It was kind of hard getting the perspective of an average kid would be like… because I'm definitely not average. But here you go. Enjoy :)
Oh, and by the way, I just figured out how to turn off the "No Anonymous Reviews" setting, so now peeps can review anonymously! Please do that! You rock!
-thriller107
Ashley
We all morphed into owls and flew out to the Gardens to try to find either Flash or Zoom. Meanwhile, I had to figure out what I wanted my battle morph to be. Grizzly bears are cool, but birds of prey are totally ninjas. Too bad there's no bear-hawk hybrid I could acquire, because those would be definitely cool. Dangerous yet elegant, like me.
((Prince Jake, CINNAMON BUNS! We must go obtain access to cinnamon buns.))
((Ax, later. Right now Cam's getting his battle morph.))
((Jake, it's not like the kid's getting married. Chill out!))
((Shut up Marco. Just shut it.))
((Ooooooh, adult fight!)) I yelled in mock amusement. I tucked in my wings and zoomed down, nearly getting nicked by a Burger King advertisement sign. Cam followed, but I was much more agile in the air. The nice, politically correct thing to do would be to let him catch up and have a nice little cousin-to-cousin chat. But I hate things politically correct. Quoting Marco from a couple weeks ago, "It's the man, man."
Anyway, my point is that I flew faster, leaving Cam in my dust.
((Ashley. Ashley come on!))
((Never!))
Adrenaline pumped through my veins, and then I saw… him. Henry Cook, the hottest, cutest, coolest, smoothest guy at Bridgewell High. That dreamy hair… those beautiful eyes… his HOLY CRAP THERE'S A LAMPOST RIGHT IN FRONT OF-