Chapter 3:Ashley's house

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After arriving to Ashley's house, I knock on the door. Her mom answers , "Ugh who is- Elena!! How are you sweetie," she says hugging me with a glass of wine in her hand. If you didn't notice from the wine, Ashley is really rich, I'm pretty well off too but Ashley is on a whole other level, that's also why we wanted to kill eachother so much. "Hi Ms Kline!" i say with a smile, and while stepping inside I get a bunch of memories flooding in. Two years ago me and Ashley were on the worst of terms, mostly because she called Kayla a " a slutty fucking chimpanzee", infront of everyone. To get her back, Kayla came up with a plan; she was going to break into Ashley's house and scare her into thinking she had a stalker. Looking back, it seemed a little extreme, but if you think that's the worst Kayla can do.. you're in for a ride. "Wow your house is amazing." I say, doing my best imitation of someone who didn't trash this house 2 years ago. "Thank you sweetheart, i try my best. I mean look at this Victorian style couch, and ugh the dark purple satin pillows just add a little pazaz. You know, dark purple use to be a symbo-" Ms Kline says, getting cut off by Ashley running down the stairs. "Mom!! Are you boring our guests with furniture talk again? Elena, come upstairs we have everything ready!" Ashley says, running back upstairs. "She just doesn't understand the importance of furniture." Ms Kline says , with full seriousness. "Of course." I say, holding back a giggle.
Upstairs, I see Ashley guarding the door with a suspicious looking smile. "Took you long enough! You're going to be blown away!" she says. Finally she lets go off the door and lets me in. On the bed is the hottest black slip dress and a bunch of makeup, next to it , sitting on a chair doing her hair is Hannah . " Hey Elena!" she says with a smile. "Hi, Hannah!" I say. Ashley shuts the door, and pulls me close, and says,"We're sneaking out tonight okay? And to not raise any suspicion, go down the second my mom calls at 7:20, then she goes right upstairs to sleep, whispers are fine but don't be a fucking howler alright, she can still wakeup." Now I'm remembering why i hated her before Kayla told me why she did. "Got it." I say, trying to hide my annoyance. Ashley turns around to Hannah, "What time is it?" Clicking her phone, Hannah says "6:30."Turning back around she looks at me, "Im glad you came."At exactly 7:20 Ashley's mom calls for us to go downstairs and eat dinner, how did Ashley get the timing so right? She's been sneaking out for years.

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