Ashley moves to Chicago to pursue her dreams as a pastry chef, but things take an unexpected turn!
She meets people who will change her life forever! She makes foes and friends (and people in between).
Will she survive college? Who knows...
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A few weeks pass and I keep little contact with any of the boys. I've been... lazy, ever since that ~eventful~ day. But my friends help me get up in the morning.
Be has been distant. He hasn't even made eye contact with me. Baking class has sucked. But not seeing his eyes sucks worse.
Today I feel a little better... good enough to post a pic on insta for sure.
*disclaimer: not mine*
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I don't know if it would be better or worse if Be followed me on insta...
Today I decide to walk to my classes. It's surprisingly warm today. I grab my stuff (including some coffee) and head out.
I listen to ~the queen~ Ari on the the way. I mean she is the best. Dad called me last night asking me to come spend Christmas there. I said yes... obviously.
It takes me a few minutes to get where I need to go. Welp... I'll listen to Ari later I guess.
I enter my first class and head to my desk like I do everyday! But someone stops me.
"Hey cutie... I'm Tommy," he says then winks at me.
...ugh no offense but Idon't like Tommys...
"Just fuck off dude" I say. "Playing hard to get i see!" He says. The fuck did he just say?!
I slap him... hard... luckily the professor isn't here yet. "Did you not hear me the first time?! Fuck. Off. " I say.
Just then the professor walks in. He looks at Tommy and he immediately goes back to his seat.
But I can feel him staring at me. Why is it when a creep comes up to me, my friends aren't around. Guess that's the perfect time to strike...
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Ok. Time for my... favorite-ish class!
I walk in right on time. I drop my stuff next to my station and sit down. Brendon's looking at me. I can see him out the corner of my eye. I look at him.
He does nothing. He doesn't even seem to be caught off guard. "My mom is celebrating Thanksgiving early this weekend and she wants me to invite all my friends..." he says.
...i wish we were more then friends...
I just stare at him... daydreaming. Lots of daydreaming. "So yeah, its on a Saturday and its at 6..."
"Ok." I say. We make some small talk throughout class. I even caught him smile the littlest bit.
He says I can walk with him to lunch. So i grab my stuff and we head out.
"So who do you have for your first class?" He asks. "Uhm Mr. Trent..." I say. "Are any of your friends in there?" He asks.
"No just a bunch of wanna be jocks." I say. "They probably don't like you" He said.
I do a little fake smile. "Tommy does." I say. He stops dead. Then he steps in front of me. "Who the fuck is Tommy?" He asks.
"Wait wait wait wait wait! You practically reject me... but your aloud be be protective..." I say.
"Who. Is. Tommy." He says looking me in the eyes. Oh my goodness, really? "He's some creep who was tryna flirt with me." I say.
He storms off once again. So much for walking together. I catch up to him. "I don't need you to take care of my problems!" I say.
"He's not your problem... he's my now..." he says.
Ok but that was really hot. I smile to myself. Then that smile fades. He's protective... but doesn't want to be with me.
Shit. Standing in the corner is that creep from earlier. No not Tommy... the other one.
He's talking with his buddies. Please don't spot me...
Phew.
Nevermind i think he saw me. I run past him into the Cafeteria. I spot Hannah.
"Hey! Sam can't join us cuz she with Phoebe." She says. "Ooooooo" I say. I look over to her. She waves to me. I wink then do a thumbs up.
We eat lunch talking about if we should bring anything to the dinner. Which was four days away.
"What about fruit cake?" I ask. "Ew no! No one likes that stuff!" She says.
"I'm joking, I'm joking!" I say. "So how are things with you-know-who?" She asks.
"Oh me and voldemort are doing great!" I say. "Ugh you know what I mean." She says.
"Uh we talked... he's gonna beat up a guy named Tommy..." I say. "Ughhhh I know who you're talking about. I hate Tommy!" She says.
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The rest of the day passes and I think the creep is scared of me now.
...or he's scared of Brendon
I finish binge watching a series of Netflix and head to bed.
