CHPT. 4

20 minutes later the brunette was out the shower and hungry, so she decided to walk downstairs and get some food.

Once Ashley opened the fridge, she was greeted with a whole bunch of nothingness.

There were some energy drinks, leftover Mexican food from a week ago, a couple beers, bottled waters, and some other food that was so discolored and rancid she had no idea what it was.

"Eww," the captain said, slowly taking the mystery food out of the refrigerator, grasping it with her right hand and holding it as if it were toxic, pinching her nose to avoid the rotten smell.

"I'm calling for back up," Ashley said and pulled out her cell phone.

"What's up?" asked the voice on the other end.

"Hungry as hell…Come over, and bring some food because I'm not eating the mystery meat," the brunette said, washing her hands at the kitchen sink.

"Be there in 15," the voice said, and then disconnected.

20 minutes later there was a knock at the front door and the doorbell rang.

"About damn time," Ashley mumbled then went to open the door.

"What took you so long?" she asked the person standing at her doorstep.

"Sorry the line was backed up at Mckie D's," the male said.

"5 minutes late Aiden? Come on now, we gotta work on your driving," Ashley said, snatching the bag of food out of his hands and letting him in the house.

"Hey, just because I don't drive like a bat outta hell doesn't mean that I'm not a good driver," he replied, leading the way to the living room and plopping down on the couch.

"Yourrff righff," Ashley mumbled, trying to chew and swallow some French fries. "It's more like an old lady driving a Buick."

"And how many speeding tickets have you gotten?" Aiden shot back.

"Uh…" the brunette said, trying to think of the ridiculously large number in her head.

"Haha, exactly! Now eat your food so I don't have to hear your complaining," he said, turning on the TV and finding a basketball game to watch.

Ashley narrowed her eyes, double cheeseburger in hand.

"You are so lucky I'm hungry, or else I'd be whooping your ass right now Aid," she said then took a bite of the burger.

"Love you too Ash," he said with a smile and turned the volume up as the two watched the game.

Aiden was about 6'3, had short brown hair and greenish eyes. He played on the boy's basketball team at King High. He was a star senior player, and also Ashley's best friend.

After Ashley finished eating, she said, "Guess what happened today?"

"You were…late for school again?" Aiden guessed.

"No, well yeah but no, that's not it," she replied.

"Coach Morton found out and you got punished big time…again?" he said.

"No, well yeah…" the brunette said and when she saw how confused her best friend looked she added, "Just…nevermind about the guessing. A new girl came to practice today and Coach said she's automatically on the team."

"Wow, really?" Aiden asked, tearing his eyes away from the game and sounding intrigued.

"Yeah, she moved all the way here from Florida. Apparently Principal Dick signed off on it too," she said, taking a sip of her Sprite soda.

"Hmm…so basically she must be really good, really rich, or just that much of a trouble kid huh?" he said after taking a moment to think.

"Yeah, or a combination of all three. I know she's good. She practiced with us and she was shooting the lights out in drills. As for the rich and trouble parts…I'm not sure," Ashley replied thoughtfully.

"That should be interesting, I'll have to check her out. She hot?" he asked with a smile.

The longhaired brunette didn't answer but threw a pillow at his head and missed, hitting a vase, knocking it over and smashing it.

"Ooh…you're in trouble," Aiden taunted with a laugh.

"Whatever," Ashley said, dismissing the mess and continuing the previous topic. "And that's not even the worst part. Coach is making me show her the ropes. Teach plays, make sure she gets the class and fits in, and ugh fuck my life dude."

She lay back on the couch and sighed, looking straight up at the ceiling.

"So you have to be at school on time. That's really the only thing you're giving up. Spending time with the hot new girl from Florida? I don't see the problem," Aiden commented.

Ashley squinted, waited a second, and then sat up quickly.

"I never said she was hot."

He laughed and stood up, grabbing his keys off the coffee table. "You didn't have to. Its not what you said Ash. Its what you didn't say. I gotta go though, lots of homework that isn't gonna do itself. You just keep sitting there and looking confused; I'll let myself out."

Just like that, he was gone. And just like that, the brunette was left to think once again.

Why does everyone keep saying I think she's hot? She asked herself as she flipped through channels on the TV.