"Ashley!" I heard a familiar voice hollaring for me down the hall, but I didn't want to waste anytime by turning around to see who the voice belonged to. But then she caught up to me, it was Brittney. My bestfriend and then Whinnie followed closely in our tracks.
Whinnie was more like a lonely lost puppy than a real close bestfriend, like Brittney.
"Hey girls." I spoke softly and I even noticed the glum tone in my usual happy toned voice.
"What is wrong Ash?" Whinnie had the pathetic concerned expression appearing on her face.
"Oh, well my Daddy and I haven;t talked since last Tuesday!" I scrambled the words out all at once
"So?" Whinnie was lost, like usual.
"So it is Monday. It has been a week almost." I complained. "He hasn't had time to give me my allowence and just buy me new outfits or taken me shopping. I remember he told me it had to dow ith meetings or so?" I tried to rememebr his exact words. I opened my pink dazzling locker that was twice the size of an average locker here at Lakeview high. But my Daddy owned the town and so they got my my own special locker. Only for me of course. I noticed a picture of my Mother. She was beautiful. Long silky black hair with dark chocolate brown eyes and cherry red lips. She had everything any girl would want. I was even jealous. But she has passed away about two years ago and I miss her so much. Ever since she passed I have changed and I mean really, I have changed. I used to read every second I could find a book. I use to have braces and pale as a ghost skin. And my hair was way too plain, so I added a few highlights. I also got a tan and lost some weight and tossed the books. I was no longer the "Old Ashley Hale." I was cheer captain, prom queen, everyones idol, Ashley. I was way more precious now than ever.
"I am so sorry Ash." Brittney sighed and noticed I was looking at the picture of my lovely Mother.
"Isn't she lovely?" I sighed while smiling and pointing at the picture of her hanging in a deep dark pink frame and it had glitter sprinkled on and it looked perfect.
"Just like you." Brittney smiled and right then the bell rang.
"Ohh lunch!" I smiled and closed my locker gently.
"Let's get going." And after lunch we finished up the last periods of our day and then I got home and saw my Dad on the phone in the kitchen. A smile suddenly approached my face.
"Daddy!" I cried in happiness to see him.
"Shh.." He signed to me to not talk.
"Oh.." I sighed and headed up to my room after grabbing a piece of fruit.
"Ash, we need to talk." My Daddy walked in and pointed for me to sit on the bed beside him. I had just taken a shower and had my hair wrapped in a towel and also no makeup, along with pj pants, and a tank. I looked like..."The old Ashley Hale." I whispered as I got up and saw myself in the mirror on my door.
"Sweetheart." My Daddy reminded me to sit by him so we could talk. It was probably about him going away again for another meeting.
"A meeting?" I sighed and looked down.
"Not exactly." He sighed too but lifted my chin with his cupped hands. "You know I love you and whatever desicions I make for you, are there to help you through life and they are what I think is truly best for my girl, right?" He reminded me of things I knew already and that was a bad sign.
"Well yes, but.." He cut me off in a shakey voice.
"I-I am sending you to London." He blurted out in a shakey rouch voice.
"A vacation, you and me? REALLY?" I was totally excited now.
"Not us. Just you. I need time to think for myself." He sighed and realized he had given me the wrong idea and now I was hurt.
"Me? Not us.." I repeated.
"Yes." He agreed.
"But..Why?" I had to knwo why. I just had to.
"Because. I need you to start fresh and make new happier memories. I am sending you with much money and I set you in a flat with people your age. Even a band is your neighbor!" He tried to make it sound fun.
"When?" I asked, avoiding his excitement.
"Tomorrow, Tomorrow starts Summer and you will most likely stay there until college and then you can go to college." He continued with the hurting me plan.
"I won't see you." I sad flatly.
"Well..Not much." He admitted.
"Why?" I repeated the question from earlier. I felt as if I needed more information.
"I am getting placed in a place for them to help me get my life back on track. Ever since Clairessa died (My mother.) I am a wreck." He sighed and put his face in his large hands.
"So I leave tomorrow..?" I asked again.
"Actually in an hour." He smiled sheepishly.
"What?" I was in complete shock.
"Yes, I packed what you will need and you can bring anything else you want or think is something you will need." My Dad smiled sheepishly again.
"This is insane, Daddy!" I cried out ion pain.
"It will be okay." He sighed iin pain too.
"I will do this for you, and only for you." I groaned.
"Get ready, I am driving you to the airport in five." He demanded and so I put on a pair of dark blue jeans and a purple jacket over my tank and my hair was not fully dried and so I pulled it into a messy bun on top of my head. Then I applied some foundation and mascara, and a tiny bit of eyeliner. My lips are naturally almost red. Just like my Mothers.
"I am ready." I came down to the kitchen with my bag and suit case.
"I will miss you, sweetie." He hugged me and kissed my forehead.
"I called the girls and they need more details and so I will fill them in once I rach London." I didn't want to cry so I didn't say I will miss you back.
"How are they taking it?" He was concerned for my friends.
"Alright I guess. They are confused, like I was at first." I sighed.
"That makes sense, well lets head off to the airport." My Dad grabbed the keys and we headed out. Once we reached it I rushed from the car and said goodbye and headed to my flight. I reached it right on schedule. Goodbye Lakeview.
