CHAPTER 5 - Scarlett

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"Remember to call us," all the girls hugged me for the last time before I got on the bus.

"I promise i will update you everyday.'' I took my phone up and took a photo of us. First memory of this new chapter.

"Bye," they all waved, and so did I before I turned around and got on the bus.

I wanted to sit next to Maddie but she was sitting with Julian. So I looked down the bus and everyone beside Cole and Ashers seat was taken. The last thing I wanted to do was sit next to Cole.

"Can I sit here," I asked Asher. He looked up at me and it took him a minute before he answered. "Of course" he said it without any expression.

I wanted to ask about the other night, and what happened to him and Maeve, but i knew it wasn't any of my business. I haven't spoken with her since today's goodbye. I wasn't mad at her, but I was tired of how she behaves, it's not the first time she does this, and I don't know why she does it.

I looked at him, he was looking at his phone.

"Excited?" I tried to start a conversation.

"Nah, I have done this 2 times before," he said without looking.

"How is it?" Now he was looking at me. "It's okay, I mean there's plenty of time to party, and the house is amazing." He looked away again.

"Sounds great, i haven't guessed you as a magic mike dancer." he smirked.

"And I haven't thought of you as a pole dancer." Okay, I deserved that. We got eye contact, he had the prettiest ice blue eyes.

"I started as a regular dancer, but poledancer was just something totally different and I liked it."

"So did I, with my 'magic mike' dancing" I looked down and smiled. He was right. We all had our reasons.

"What about you," he asked.

"What about me?,"

"Are you excited, this is your first time," I moved my dark brown hair back to my ears.

"Yea, i'm pretty excited, i never thought i would be able to leave my shitty job at home and do something like this." he smiled, "Tell me about your shitty job" i was surprised that he suddenly was interested in my life.

"So i worked at a place where we also made shows,"

"Like strippers?" he interrupted.

"NO ASHER! dance shows with meanings." I answered his stupid question.

"Would not look bad as a stripper," I Blushed, now he's flirting? Maybe it was just his big ego. "Anyways, when I quitted i slapped him for the pervert jerk he had been the whole time." he giggled, "Did you really slap him? Remember me not to mess with you," we both laughed.

He had always been such a nice guy, I remember how he was when he hung out with my brother. But he's not the same now, he's still sweet when you talk to him, but he's also a little bit arrogant. I also remember him being there a lot, and I always wondered why he was at our place instead of his own on the weekends when they weren't at college.

He also looks so different, I remember him with fluffy hair, now he has a buzz cut and is full of tattoos. To be honest it's not even bad, I think he looks hot.

It was a long trip to LA, first on the bus, then at the plane, lots of sleeping, talking and then sleeping again, but now I think we finally are there. At our new home for the next 3 months.

I looked at Asher and he was still asleep, "Asher, wake up" he just mumbled, "Let me sleep" I rolled my eyes, "Asher we are here now, so get your ass up or i will slap you."

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