Two different people with two different ideals-- yet share a mutual hatred full of lies and regrets.
Ashlyn and Colby have been rivals for the longest time, but pining over one another for years. They're blind to their true feelings. So, Ashlyn mov...
"Just came back from the grocery store, you're welcome!" I shout at Ellie.
"Thanks," She laughs, coming to help me put food in the fridge.
"So, what are you doing tomorrow?" I ask her.
"Colby and I are going to the zoo while you and Sam go on that date," She winks. "We won't be home in case ya guys take it back to the apartments."
I cringe, "He is injured. No. None of that, thanks."
She laughs, "Do you think you'll ever lose your V card?"
I sigh, "I haven't found someone I love yet. When maybe I'm in love, I'll think about it."
"I was in love once," Ellie ponders
"And you've done it, I get it," I tease, giggling.
"Shut up, that was actually a mistake with Johnny," She retorts, smacking my arm with a bag of toilet paper.
I laugh, teasing her even more, " 'No, I'm serious, Ash! I think he's the ONE!' "
"You're so annoying," she groans.
"Oh yes I am," I grin, finishing putting all the food in.
"So you and Sam are going to get dinner or anything like that tomorrow?" Ellie says, changing the subject.
I think about it for a second. Would we?
"Erm, I don't know?"
"It's a date, you can't have popcorn and licorice for dinner," She laughs.
I smile, "Yeah maybe we will hit up Mickey D's for a burger and fries."
Ellie shakes her head, "You guys aren't just hanging out, McDonald's is not the answer!"
I giggle, "Oh fine, mother. We will go to like In N Out, their burgers are top notch known in California. Super high class. Grade A shit. Best beef in the whole state. Grilled to perfection."
"I fucking give up with you."
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It's almost time.
I'm meeting up with my "date" in about an hour and I'm half ready.
Sam doesn't mind if I just go in some sweatshirt and plain leggings right?
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Whatever, it's casual, I look cuter in casual clothes.
I grab my black purse and keys and exit my apartment.
As I walk out to the parking lot and to my car, why didn't I just drive Sam myself instead of meeting him there? Wow, we are stupid for not being great planners.
I hop into my BMW and start my engine. I decide to text Sam.
