Ashley's POV
I stare through the window at the rolling trees as we drive quickly past.
I feel the burning gaze of my mother in the side of my head, a gaze which I refuse to meet.
Right now, I am furious with my mother. She made us pack up and leave New York City, a city that I love and move to Woodspot, Michigan
I'm sorry I sound so formal!!!!
Which is normally not me!!!
And I haven't even introduced myself!!!
I'm Ashley Breener and I'm 17
I know 'Ashley' a classic snotty bitch name! But don't go stereotyping me!
(No offense to any Ashley's!)
I'm not like that at all!
I had one friend at NYCIPA 'New York Institute of performing arts' her name was Tate.
Now for that school I was kinda a outcast....the only were there....oh yeah I'm a werewolf FYI
AND DON'T GO STEREOTYPING US EITHER!!!
Anyway, I was in the school because I sing, play guitar and piano.
And I'm pretty kick ass if I say so myself.
"Honey we're here." I got out of the car and grabbed my backpack and adjusted my beanie.
The Moving truck pulled into our driveway as I inspected the house.
It was a two story White House with dark blue shutters and a red door with a lion head knocker.
It was a nice house. I quickly ran in to inspect it and more importantly to choose my room.
The room I chose is very large with a balcony and an ensuite. The movers brought in boxes and I carried the ones that said 'Ash's stuff ' to my new room.
I began to unpack box after box. Until, just as I was having up my posters of Avril Lavine and Fall out Boy, 3 boxes were set in my room carful.
The boxes were labeled 'ASH'S LIFE IF YOU BREAK IT SHE WILL KILL YOU!!!'
They set them down and have me a smile and said adios.
I had recently put the stands for the two guitars and keyboard in my room. I carefully opened the boxes, inspected them for dents or scratches.
When I saw they were ok and set my red fender on one stand, my classic acoustic on another and my keyboard on the last.
I went down the stairs looking for my mother. She was signing something for the movers and they drove off.
"Hey sweetie. Look I'm sorry we had to move down here all of a sudden. I-" I cut her off. "Mom it's fine. I'm not mad. But they better has a kick ass music program." I say smiling
"Oh they do. I already looked into. Music Comp. is your 3rd class I believe. So did you pick a good room?" She asks changing the subject.
"Yeah I had to get the good one before Kyle comes tomorrow."
Kyle, my twin brother, and my dad are coming here tomorrow. Dad had to finish up business and Kyle wanted to say goodbye to his girlfriend.
Now, Kelly, his gf, was not his mate but he did really like her. She was a nice human. I liked her too.
I hope Kyle finds his mate soon, he needs her, and I need a sister and someone to keep him in line other than me.
"So what do you want for dinner, the moving guys told me about the great Chinese place? We could order in?" She said.
"Sure mom, orange chicken, fried rice, and a Mountain Dew." I said and headed back upstairs.
A thing I usually do is turn on the radio and sing and play along to whatever song comes on.
So I turn on the radio and "22" by Taylor swift came on.
I grabbed my acoustic and began to sing and play along.
It feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipsters
And make fun of our exes, uh uh uh uh
It feels like a perfect night for breakfast at midnight
To fall in love with strangers uh uh uh uh
Yeaaaah
We're happy free confused and lonely at the same time
It's miserable and magical oh yeah
Tonight's the night when we forget about the deadlines, it's time uh uh
I don't know about you but im feeling 22
Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you
You don't know about me but I bet you want to
Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22, 22
It seems like one of those nights
This place is too crowded too many cool kids
It seems like one of those nights
We ditch the whole scene and end up dreaming instead of sleeping
Yeaaaah
We're happy free confused and lonely in the best way
It's miserable and magical oh yeah
Tonight's the night when we forget about the
heartbreaks, it's time uh uh
I don't know about you but im feeling 22
Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you
You don't know about me but I bet you want to
Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22, 22
I don't know about you, 22, 22
It feels like one of those nights
We ditch the whole scene
It feels like one of those nights
We won't be sleeping
It feels like one of those nights
You look like bad news I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I don't know about you but im feeling 22
Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you
You don't know about me but I bet you want to
Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22, 22
Dancing like 22, yeah, 22, yeah yeah
It feels like one of those nights
We ditch the whole scene
It feels like one of those nights
We won't be sleeping
It feels like one of those nights
You look like bad news I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I strummed the final cord and I instantly felt happy. Music always made me happy.
My mother shouted from downstairs that the food was here and we spent the rest of out night eating Chinese and watching FRIENDS reruns.
Around 10:30 I decided to call it a night. After all I had school tomorrow.
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Teen FictionAshley Brenner is a werewolf. She is forced by her mother to move to a small town called Woodspot in Michigan. Ashley has a passion for music and is discovered by some people at school and ask her to be in their band. What she doesn't except is to f...