I think I barely had one foot stepped into the house before Ashton came to the door.
"You can't just leave like that!" He shrieked. I raised an eyebrow at him.
After my encounter with his stupid girlfriend, I decided to go catch up with Victoria.
"What do you mean?"
"Casey said she was sitting in the living room and you just walked passed her and left without saying anything. She said you looked sad," I peered behind Ashton at the boys who were staring at the TV and pretending not to listen. Jasmine sat on Michael's lap and Casey couldn't hide the small smirk on her face.
"Oh, I thought I never looked upset. I mean, I wear bright colors and stuff so I must be the happiest person in the world." I said, still staring over Ashton's shoulder at the stupid hoe.
Ashton looked back to see what I was looking at, but was still completely ignorant about it.
I sighed, "I'm eighteen Ash. I wasn't aware I was supposed to tell strangers when I was leaving the house-"
"She's not a stranger, Bella what's wrong with-"
I shook my head and ran up the stairs as fast as my feet would carry me. I walked into my room, not bothering to close the door. I grabbed some pajamas from my unpacked suit case, stuffed the suitcase back into the closet, and walked into the bathroom.
I striped from my overly bright clothing and stepped into the warm shower. The water was calming and I stayed in there for an hour.
When I finally got out of the shower I changed into a pair of legging styled pajama bottoms and an oversized Victoria's Secret long sleeve shirt. It sounded pretty quiet outside of my room, so with hope that everyone was fast asleep, I tiptoed downstairs.
I entered the kitchen and began making myself some tea; something I'd became very fond of while spending time with Anthony. I poured it into a cup and added honey and sugar than began back for the stairs.
Sadly, my quiet journey had come to an end when Ashton-who was cuddled on the couch with the stupid bitch-stopped me.
You hadn't been down here before...
"Going to bed? It's kinda early, wanna hang out with us?" Ashton asked sweetly.
I didn't mean to, but that stupid whores stupid face aggravated me, so I snapped back a "No." and began to walk up the stairs.
Why should I even have any respect for Ashton at the moment? He thinks he can go around telling people, who I don't know, personal things about me. It's not just the depression thing, she said so much other stuff before my top finally blew and I left.
"Hey Bella," Casey called in a faux sweet voice. I just stared up ahead of me, not wanting to see that she devil again. "Maybe we could go shopping together, that would be fun, wouldn't it? I'm sure Ash would watch Jazzy. Won't you, Ashton?"
I could practically hear the grin in his voice as he replied, "Of course, babe" which made me want to puke.
*The Next Morning*
"Rise and shine!"
That was the last person I wanted to hear first thing in the morning. Well, actually it was already 12 in the afternoon. But morning is whenever I wake up...
I opened my eyes meeting a brightly smiling-fake smiling-girl with strawberry blonde hair and deep green eyes that could kill. They weren't even a pretty green, they were like a mold green.
"What are you doing?" I groaned, rolling over and pressing my face deeply into the fluffy pillow.
"We're going shopping! Remember?" She laughed. That's how I knew someone else was in the room, she wouldn't be this smiley/giggly if there wasn't.
Truthfully, I don't remember agreeing or disagreeing to go to the mall, but either way I didn't want to be trapped alone with this whack job.
"Oh yeah," I said sarcastically, "Shopping! Girls day! With you! Can't wait."
I rolled back over and pushed my blanket off me, hopping off my bed. I didn't really care that I slightly stepped on Casey's foot when I stepped off the bed, she was way to close to my bed anyways.
Ashton gave me a cheeky grin when I stood up, but there was also a warning on his face that told me I was supposed to be nice today.
"You guys kinda need to get out if I'm supposed to get ready," I pointed out, watching as they left. Casey was sure to turn and smirk before disappearing from my room.
I rolled my eyes, walking over to my draws and pulling out a pair of leggings, under garments, and a purple Victoria's Secret hoodie. I changed, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair, and applied some concealer/mascara/and eyeliner before forcing myself to go downstairs.
I walked out of my room and into the hallway, right around the same time Luke was walking out of his room. He smiled and I smiled back.
"Where are you going?" He asked, gesturing to my clothes and shoes well he stood there in flannel pajama pants and a ripped Nirvana t-shirt.
I forced myself to continue to smile and not role my eyes. From what I knew, they all liked Casey and I wouldn't want to screw that up. Maybe she's actually nice, maybe I need to take a chance to get to know her today...or maybe she'll always seem like a bitch to me.
"Going to the mall with Casey," I said. Luke nodded and smiled.
"Have fun, Bella. Um, if you, uh, need anything just text me....or any of us, but you can-" he awkwardly scratching the back of his neck, biting down on his lip.
"I got it. I'll be fine, bye." I laughed and quickly hurried down the hall and stairs to go to the living room.
Ashton twirled the keys around his finger, saying how he was bringing us and such. So Jasmine got buckled into her car seat and I slipped into the back of the car with her.
"So, what's your favorite store?" Casey asked me, attempting to sound interested.
"I don't know," I muttered to this and the rest of the questions she asked. When we got there, Ash gave me a pleading look before he drove off.
I took in a deep breath and turned to Casey who's fake smile had vanished.
"Wrapped around me finger," She laughed bitterly, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. She turned away from me and confidently, yet sassily, strode into the mall. I followed behind, my eyes narrowed at the back of her head.
I finally caught up to her, so we were walking side by side.
"What do you mean 'wrapped around your finger'?" I questioned.
"Don't worry about it. Ashton takes Jasmine for me and brings me places, he has money, I don't, he's famous and now I'm well known." She explained, adjusting the strap of her purse on her shoulder.
"Um, why are you admitting to me that your using Ashton?" I asked, my voice slightly rising. I was about to continue passed Victoria's Secret when Casey grabbed my arm and pulled me in.
"Because you won't tell." She said casually, picking a shirt of the rack and holding it to her body, checking herself out in the mirror.
"Says who?" I sassed. She just laughed and shook her head, keeping the blue shirt in her hands and walking more into the store.
"Says me. I have a lot to hold against you."
I scoffed, "Like what?"
"Everything. Let's just say, I knew you long ago."
