I jumped off my bed as my phone buzzed. The biersack s were here. I fix my clothes and bed head hair, I didn't sleep to good last night. I reapply my smudged eyeliner and slowly make my way downstairs.
I stand in the door way of the living room, there was a nice looking middle aged couple talking with grandma and beside them a boy in a batman t-shirt, black hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen. That must be andy. Our.eyes meet and hold for a few seconds until he gives me a small smile and looks down shyly.
I walk into the room a little further, the room goes silent. I freeze in place not knowing what to do
Grandma rushes over to me, "Ashley this is Tom" i stare up at a really tall man with black hair. "This is amy." I shake hands with a pretty lady with bright blue eyes, "and this is andy". He smiles and looks at me shyly, I look straight at him (well up i guess, he was like six inches taller than me, damn my shortness)
"What bands do you like?"I ask him. "Three days grace, skillet, papa roach, kiss, stuff like that."
I smile,"cool!".
The adults laugh, "looks like you two will get along just fine." Tom says smiling at us.
Sorry for it being so short. I'll update asap. I'm so happy to see that people are actually reading this story. It really makes my day:)
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Some Kind Of Fairytail
Non-FictionAfter escaping his drug Lord father and witch mother, Ashley begins a new life with his grandmother. Life resumes to be normal...well for him anyway. Warning this story contains some triggering content (self harm, boyxboy) don't like then don't rea...
