Family Troubles || Redlyn

Nevada

Ashlyn's POV

It was finally Friday, meaning I'd finally get a break from this new school. The classes were alright, but the people were mostly closed off. It wasn't uncommon to be told you're weird for being in theatre, but I hadn't experienced it until now. Rehearsals for the spring show had already began, so I hadn't been able to audition. I was stuck in tech, which was fine, but it was hard to make friends there.

Eating lunch alone, I tended to ignore anyone who walked by, until a boy sat by me. "Hi." I said. "I'm Ashlyn."

"Hi, I'm Jacob. Are you new here?"

"Yeah."

"You're in theatre, right?" He asked me, receiving a nod. "Me too. Ensemble."

"Tech. Though I normally act."

"I aways try out, but I never really get any big part." Jacob sighed.

"That sucks." I nodded. "Good luck. Uh, next time, I guess." I added, to which he laughed.

"Thanks. Too bad it's in months."

"Yeah." I nodded.

"I've gotta get back to my table— you're welcome to come." He offered.

"Thanks, maybe tomorrow, but I'm good." I smiled. He nodded and I watched him go back to his table, holding the hand of who I could only assume was his boyfriend.

I started walking to the trash can, before getting tripped, but I managed to keep my balance, finally used to it. There were still snickers from beside me, but I rolled me eyes. "Yep, so funny!" I exclaimed sarcastically. I probably should've ignored them, but I was annoyed.

"Hey, dad?" I walked in his room. "Are we able to drive to Salt Lake this weekend? I know it hasn't been that long—"

"Maybe. I'll talk to your mom."

"Thanks." I nodded, trying to avoid getting my hopes up. I went to my room. I probably missed everyone more than I should have. It had only been a little over a week but I really took East High for granted. Receiving a call from Big Red, I picked up. "Hey."

"What's up?"

"Not much. Finally met someone nice, though. Hopefully will find a friend."

"That's great." He smiled, resulting in me doing the same.

"What's up for you?"

"Homework. Boring stuff." He shrugged.

"Yeah." I nodded. "How's the musical going?"

"Pretty good."