So, now that we've met Spencer and Aiden I think it's time for everyone to meet Ashley and Kyla. For the sake of storytelling, I've made Kyla into a Davies.
The halls of King High were almost deserted, the final bell of the day having rung forty-five minutes ago. The only people inhabiting the halls now were the kids in extra-curriculars. They were the people Ashley Davies tried avoiding the most, although her current prowling of the halls wouldn't have told that to the casual observer. Their natural enthusiasm annoyed her.
She was on the hunt for a working vending machine and anyone who got in the way of her daily caffeine fix was in for a nasty encounter. It wasn't that the infamous Davies girl made it a habit to torment innocent freshmen. In fact, she was capable of feeling sympathy for them on most days. Unfortunately for those freshmen, Kyla's plans had interfered with Ashley's routine.
Her seemingly fruitless search finally brought her to a dimly lit hallway with a Coke machine at the end of it. A knot of people were gathered around it, giggling at some joke Ashley had missed. She ignored their stares and pushed past them to the magnificent machine. A grin replaced the frown she'd been wearing for the previous thirty-seven minutes at last as she inserted two dollars into the money collecting device.
Ashley looked up at the people around her for the first time as a refreshing bottle rumbled from the machine's belly. A fierce glare was all it took to send them quickly on their way. However, some hesitated to watch her eagerly drink down the bottle once she retrieved it. The poor fools couldn't help themselves.
The brunette exuded sex appeal with her loose curls tumbling over her shoulders and her tight clothing leaving nothing to the imagination. No doubt this confrontation would be the group's main discussion the following day with their friends. They disappeared into a room just as Ashley finished her bottle and wiped her lips in satisfaction.
She spent the following half hour aimlessly sauntering the halls now that she had her caffeine. There was nothing better for her to do because Kyla was currently in the middle of drama rehearsal and Ashley didn't have to be home to get ready until later. Ashley didn't understand the necessity of trading cars with Kyla. She also didn't understand why they couldn't have traded keys before Kyla went into practice. But Kyla's strangeness was not to be tampered with and Ashley couldn't help but indulge her little sister every now and again.
" – much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate –" came an echo from the auditorium.
Ashley stealthily stepped into the enormous room, her black jeans and tank-top helping her stay unnoticed. She seated herself carefully somewhere towards the middle of the room where she could watch everyone at once.
"No, no, no, no, no!" screamed a small woman standing precariously on a seat in the front row. "Thomas, you are offending the theater gods themselves. Shakespeare is rolling in his grave. Use some feeling when delivering lines. Don't act like a limp fish about to die!"
Thomas rolled his eyes. Apparently he had heard her criticisms before. Out of nowhere Kyla pranced onto the stage, booklet in hand and a ridiculous grin on her face. Ashley resisted the urge to bury her face in her hands that was brought on by Kyla's antics.
"All you need to do, Tommy, is be dramatic!" she exclaimed.
Her hands wrapped themselves around his wrists and drug them into theatrical positions, ending with a sweeping motion. She just looked goofy to Ashley, with her over-the-top movements, but Thomas stared at her awe-struck. He looked like a smitten puppy in love.
The brunette in the auditorium seating groaned in disbelief. The noise accidentally resonated throughout the entire theater, though, and all heads turned in her direction, Kyla's included.
Ashley took that as her cue to stand up considering her impressive hiding spot had been discovered. She strolled to the front of the room confidently. This was not her first time interrupting a large production.
Kyla also took the distraction as an indication that rehearsal was over. She patted Thomas gently on the cheek, waved goodbye to the rest of the auditorium, and daintily hopped off the stage to land next to her sister. The drama club, Thomas especially, stared admiringly at the Davies sisters as they exited.
"Explain to me again," began Ashley as the pair walked into the sunny parking lot. "Why we didn't just trade keys,"
The younger girl skipped ahead then turned to walk backwards so that she could face her sister.
"Because I don't trust you to start my baby properly." she stated matter-of-factly.
As an afterthought she added, "And because mom thinks we should spend more time together."
Ashley chuckled resentfully but not at Kyla. At Christine's obliviousness.
"When aren't we together? Doesn't Christine know that we share almost all our classes, spend all our afternoons cooped up in the same house, and go to the same parties on the weekends?"
"Personally, I'm sick of you." Kyla said cheerfully.
"Thanks." Ashley deadpanned.
"You know I'm only kidding," she crawled through the open window of her black BMW once they reached it.
The older sister surveyed the situation and commented, "You know they invented doors for a reason."
Kyla's mumbling went beyond interpretation and Ashley didn't even try. The sun was beating down on the two girls and Ashley was in a hurry to get away. Letting her sister do things her own way was a lot easier than trying to force her to act normal. Eventually the young brunette emerged with a box of wet wipes.
"Ok, so here's the deal," Kyla instructed. "Before you turn the car on, wipe your hands, the steering wheel, and the key with these." She handed the keys and the box over to a disbelieving Ashley.
"And stop looking at me like that. Don't eat in my car, don't drink in my car, don't even breathe too heavily in my car. And… I think that's it."
"You are so weird", was all Ashley had to say but she listened and obeyed her sister's unusual requests.
Ashley pulled away after handing Kyla her own set of keys. Sometimes it was hard to see how much they loved each other.