So last chapter focused on Spinelli learning manners, and Ashley A guilt tripping her into becoming more and more like an Ashley. This chapter will focus on Ashley A guilt tripping her some more, while she teaches her how to walk in high heels, while Spinelli gets another phone call.
Chapter 15: guilt trips.
Four weeks had passed since Spinelli had gotten the cast off her leg, and that meant that she no longer had to wear the boot on her leg. She had spent almost ten weeks with the blonde, and Ashley could really feel like she was getting somewhere with the brunette. Spinelli no longer questioned the blonde, and she had stopped believing that her old friends would contact her. She hadn't completely gotten on board with the idea of joining the Ashleys, but Ashley A would get her on board for that as well. Just like she had everything else this summer. She had wanted to take the brunette with her to the country club, but the brunette's leg couldn't handle it, due to the boot. But they would go on Monday.
It was kind of perfect actually. Ashley A would take her to the country club, where she would see all the perks of being an Ashley. Once Spinelli loved being at the country club, that's when Ashley A would point it out to the brunette, that she couldn't actually continue to come to the country club, because she wasn't an Ashley. That way, it would be no problem getting Spinelli to join the Ashleys, out of free will.
Spinelli had spent the last couple of weeks, learning all kind of manners. It had taken her about four weeks, but she now knew everything she needed to know. Heck, even her posture had improved, well as much as it could with the boot on her leg. But today was different. She no longer needed to learn manners. Ashley A had also gotten her to learn how to write more neatly. How to have a different handwriting, one that was Ashley approved. Spinelli would also, finally learn how to walk in high heels, which was the plan today. On the bright side, the stuff that Ashley A had ordered for Spinelli on the internet, had arrived yesterday and so today, Spinelli would have to show her, how much she had learned on how to put together an outfit. Of course Ashley really wanted to take her to the mall, but she feared that the five hooligans that Spinelli called her friends were back in town, and they could mess with her plan. Spinelli could simply not see her old friends until she was fully an Ashley. Spinelli had to see that joining the Ashleys was the only way forward, and that those hooligans was a thing of the past. Ashley A was so close to her goal, and she always got what she wanted. She always got her way, and failure was simply not an option for her. Spinelli breaking her leg, had been the best thing for everyone. Everyone who mattered that is.
They finally went down for breakfast, and Spinelli could finally wear two flats, instead of just one, and she no longer had to rely on others to help her get dressed or take a shower. She was finally going to take a regular shower, just like Ashley A. The blonde had gotten up first, and then when Spinelli was in the shower, Ashley A would pick out their outfits. She had gotten her servants to carry the boxes up to her room, so that her and Ashley S could go through them together.
When they were eating breakfast, Ashley A started talking. "Ooh Ashley S, I, like, have such an exciting day planned out for us. Firstly, after breakfast we'll check out the clothes that I bought for you on the internet a couple of weeks ago. We'll do that until lunch, and then You can, like, show me how much you have, like, learned on how to put together an outfit. Then after lunch, you can, like, learn how to walk in high heels. We'll, like, start of with wedges and then move on to stilettos. We can, like, do that until teatime. After tea, we can, like, continue to work on your posture. That's, like, super important, especially now that you, like, no longer have to wear that boot on your leg, and I have, like, got to show you how you walk on staircases, or rather how you walk down from them. Eventually you can, like, walk down the stairs, in high heels and with a book on your head. Don't you, like, worry Ashley S. You'll, like learn it all in no time."
Soon enough breakfast had ended, and the two of them walked up to Ashley A's room, where the blonde started talking. "Okay Ashley S, since I, like, already bought all that clothes for you, then you should, like, learn how to put together your new outfits. I know that you, like, learned how to put together an outfit a couple of weeks ago, but this is, like, different. This is, like, your own outfits. You, like, have to be sure on it, because we, like, have to make sure that you, like, know all of this when we, like, start middle school. Now do you, like, understand."
"Yes, I understand. It's important that I know how to put together an outfit. But why didn't we just go shopping now that my leg is healed."
"Because I, like, thought that it was easier this way, you know with me buying it for you. Plus I, like, figured that your leg needed the extra time to heal before we went shopping. See how much I am taking care of you. Don't you, like, trust me to know what would look good on you. Just trust me. I, like, know what's good for you, especially since I, like, chose to take care of you this summer." The blonde had seen how guilt tripping Spinelli worked in turning the brunette into an Ashley. Spinelli trusted her, because she was Spinelli's only company this summer.
"I know, I trust you, and I trust your judgement. I was just curious."
"Oh you, like, have every right to be curious, but now that we, like, got that settled, lets get started."
With that Spinelli got started on showing the blonde, how she would put together her outfits, and the blonde had to correct her. She was sure that with the right training, then Ashley S would get the hang of it. Ashley A figured that they could use the weekend to get the hang of it, and then next week, they would go to the country club, and in a week, Ashley S would be begging to become an Ashley.
Ashley A was technically lying when she said that Spinelli had every right to be curious. As an Ashley, it wouldn't be her job to be curious. In fact, as an Ashley, she shouldn't even be having her own thought. But Spinelli couldn't find out about that, or her master plan of turning Spinelli into an Ashley could fail. She had everything under control. Nothing could go wrong. By the end of the summer, the brunette would no longer be the wrestling loving, loudmouth, dirty tomboy known as Spinelli, but instead as a delicate, perfect Ashley.
Soon enough it became time for lunch, and the two girls went down to get something to eat.
Once lunch was over, the phone rang, and Ashley went to go get it.
"Hello, Armbruster resident, Ashley Armbruster speaking."
"Oh hello Ashley, this is Flo Spinelli speaking."
"Oh hello Mrs. Spinelli, how is your vacation going so far."
"Oh it's going great. It's hard to believe that we only have about two weeks left of vacation. So, how is everything going with you girls."
"It's going so wonderfully. We're getting along so great, and I really feel like I'm getting somewhere with her. Now did you want to talk to your daughter."
"Oh yes dear, that would be nice."
"Okay, so just hold one, while I'll go get her for you."
Ashley A then went to Spinelli and told her, that her mom was on the phone. Spinelli then went to go get the phone, picked it up and said. "Hello."
"Oh hi Pookie, it's your mom speaking."
"Oh hi mom."
"Oh Pookie. I just wanted to call and hear how you were doing."
"I'm doing really well, I've been wearing a boot on my leg for the last four weeks, but I no longer have to wear it. So how is dad."
Oh he's still good. I'm happy to hear that your leg is all healed. So, are the Armbruster's still treating you kindly."
"Yes they are still good to me, and it's not so bad to be here."
"that's good to hear. I will call you in about a week." And with that, the phone was hung up, while Spinelli went back to the table.
Soon enough lunch had ended, and Ashley A had told Spinelli to go wait in the living room, while she went up to her room to get something. The blonde returned with a pair of wedges and a pair of high heels.
Once she had returned, she started speaking, and said. "Okay Ashley S, I think that it's, like, time for you to learn how to walk in high heels. Let's, like, start with the wedges and then move onto the stilettos. You can, like, even walk alongside the wall, if you, like, feel like your falling. We, like, have 3 hours until it's time for tea, so an hour and a half for the wedges, and an hour and a half for the stilettos. I am, like, so sure that with the right training, then you'll, like, be an expert at walking in high heels. We, like, need to make sure that you can walk in high heels, so that you can wear a pair of high heels for the party. Plus we, like, need to be sure that you can, like, actually walk in high heels by the time we start middle school. So, like, put on the wedges and let's get started."
Spinelli then did as told and put on the wedges.
They were at first, weird to have on, but after a while, she got the hang of it. After walking in the wedges for about 90 minutes, came the time for her to begin walking in high heels. That proved itself to be extremely difficult. She came close to falling down in them but was told to get up every time she fell down. Spinelli quickly became tired in her feet, but the blonde told her to continue, even if it hurt.
Eventually it became time for tea, and Ashley suggested that they did it again the next day, but only with the high heels, and Spinelli should simply wear wedges for the rest of summer vacation. But the blonde went back up to her room with the shoes and returned to the living room, just in time for tea.
Once tea had ended, Ashley A started talking, as she said. "You know Ashley S, you, like, totally did a good job with the high heels. I, like, know that it can be hard to walk in them, but trust me. By the time summer ends, you'll, like, have it totally under control, and the more you, like walk in them, the better you'll, like, be at it. Oh, and just remember, I, like, know what's best for you, since I am, like, the one who chose to take care of you this summer, while your leg was healing. So, like, just listen to me. Now let's, like, move onto something different, such as your posture." The blonde said, as she walked away, only to return with a book and then started to talk again.
"Okay Ashley S, I think that you should, like, walk with this book on your head. It'll, like, totally improve your posture, and we, like, so need to make sure that you, like, have a good posture by the time of the party. Oh, and if you, like drop the book, then you will, like pick it up and start over again. You must, like, walk from one end of the living room to the other end of the living room. We will, like, continue to do so until dinner. That will, like, give us 2 hours."
Spinelli just did as told and put the book on her head. Ashley A had been good to her all summer, and so she might as well just trust that the blonde had her best interests at heart. Plus the sooner she got a hang of it, the sooner they could do something else.
Ashley A was impressed by how easy it was to get Spinelli to do all those stuff, that she needed to learn, n order to become a true Ashley. She had finally realized that by guilt tripping Spinelli, then she could get the brunette to do what she wanted her to do. All Spinelli needed, was a push in the right direction, which was the Ashley direction. Right now, Spinelli had a terrible posture and was horrible at walking in high heels, but with time, she would get the hang of it. Once Spinelli joined the Ashleys, then nothing about her was allowed to stand out. She was sure that within a week, Spinelli would be more than eager to join the Ashleys. She just had to continue to be subtle and give the brunette a tiny nudge. But she was so close to reaching her goal, that nothing could go wrong.
Next chapter: Spinelli goes to a country club.
So, that's it for chapter 15, hope you all enjoyed it.
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