Love isn't always easy

Chapter 1 - Where It All Started

Hi, I'm Ashley Mayer. Just another 16-year-old girl living a normal life in Beverly Hills. No matter what I've always loved living here but unfortunately like all of the people in our world, I have had a lot of problems. You're about to hear my story. The story, where I started to learn about what's really important in life and about love...

Before anything I think I should introduce myself. Let's see: My name's Ashley, I'm 16, live in Beverly Hills... Wait, I've already said that. Huh, I'm not really good at this... Okay so, I'm 5.4 feet tall, I have green eyes and my hair is naturally blonde. I wear it long and straight. As for my style, I have to admit it's kind of girly even though I don't wear much pink. I like to dress myself casually but my weak spot are definitely dresses. I can't help myself but I really love wearing them. As for my personality, I don't really know how to describe myself... I think I'm a little bit of everything, so, I'll guess you will just have to get to know me throughout the story.

Let me start with the day I was with my best friend Monica at our high school Beverly Hills High. It was a time in my life when I could say I had friends who loved me and didn't really have problems, but little did I know my life was just about to get interesting and the reason for that was...

"M, look at him! I love his eyes... Oh. My. God!" I was foolishly telling my best friend and practically staring at someone who I hoped for – so badly – to be my boyfriend.

"What? What's wrong?" My best friend asked me confused, proving she wasn't paying any attention to what I had been going on about for several minutes. She was completely clueless.

Monica Jones, my best friend. You probably already figured out that I call her M. It's shorter and I guess it kind of sounds less official. So, to describe what M's like: She's really beautiful on the outside and inside. Her long brown hair is curly and a bit messy but somehow it still looks amazing. She's taller than me which is no surprise since all of my friends are. Like most girls she wears makeup. I do too, but she's always had much more patience with cosmetics, she's way better than me at putting on makeup, painting her nails and you know things like that. She'd make a great stylist and that's probably because she really knows who she is and what she likes.

"He's just so perfect!" I sighed. For the last three weeks there was only one boy on my mind who I had been dreaming about all the time and I couldn't help myself but to constantly talk about him as well. He went to the same school and it seemed to me like he was perfect at everything. His name's Will and unfortunately he's always been one of the most popular guys at our school.

Monica sighted and rolled her eyes: "Oh, that. You are kind of cute when you have a crush on someone but luckily for me you're a bit annoying too." She joked. Usually I would protest or say something back but at that moment my world was spinning around Will. I was thinking about every single possible detail about him. He was one year older which just made him more attractive and there was something that really bothered me. I wasn't the only girl that was into him. And that made me just another one of those girls who were head over-heels for the popular guy.

"Ash, I'm your best friend, so I have to tell you..." M pulled me away from my thoughts. "That this is getting ridiculous. You can't just stand here forever. Do something."

"I know, I know, but I can't... I mean what and how should I even I do...?" Even though I knew she was right I had to complain a little. "It's easy for you to say. You have Zac and you two are crazy in love for half a year now already. With Will it's completely different. We crossed paths a few times, said hello but I don't think he even noticed me that much since he clearly has all of these other girls chasing after him."