Ashlyn's POV.
I've never been sent home before, and to make things worse it's my first day, very eventful.
Michael was sent home too, so I'm giving him a ride, well, he's coming over to my house so we can hang out for a little bit. My dad lectured me on the phone when I asked but I said I understood, yada yada.
"I'm so sorry Ashlyn." Michael apologizes for the one millionth time.
"I told you, it's fine." I console him.
"How much trouble are you in?" Michael stares out the window, only seeing building after building.
"I'm not sure yet." I sigh, my first time getting in trouble and its with a guy, my dad is going to be furious when he puts two and two together, but it was actually nothing.
The rest of the drive to my apartment was silent, it wasn't an awkward silence, it was more like a comfortable silence.
"This is where you live?" he asks as we both step out of the car.
"Yeah, nice isn't it." The outside wasn't really run down, it looked brand new on the outside, the inside was pretty good too.
It doesn't take us much time to get up to my apartment.
"We should hang in your room." Michael smirks, but then laughs at my horrified expression,"living room is fine." he continues to laugh.
"Jeez Mikey." I laugh along with him, trying to see his reaction to the nickname.
He looks at me confused,"what did you call me?"
"Mikey..." I trailed off.
"I like it." he pauses,"You can call me that if I get to call you some weird nickname."
"Depends." I smirk before throwing myself onto the couch.
"Ashy." he watches.
"Ew no." I frown.
"Ashley." he says, I immediately shake my head no. He plops down onto the couch next to me.
"I swear to god I will call you Lillian if I can't come up with something." Michael stands up,"say, it's like noon so could we eat?" I nod before walking into the small kitchen and pulling out a frozen pizza.
"How about Blue."
"You are not calling me Blue." I put the pizza in the oven and sling my hair back with a black stretch headband.
"Ugh, fine, how about...." he pauses to think, he runs his hands through his hair,"Ashen or Lynn, your choice." he says, forcing me to choose.
I cringe at those names,"You come up with one! Wait do you have a middle name?"
"Yes..." I say kind of questioning.
"Tell me."
"Jade." I mumble as I take. The pizza out and cut it into pieces.
"That's your nickname then."
"What, Jade?"
"Yep." Michael smirks.
