Sophie's Point of View:
“Come on Sophie” Ashton shouted. Ashton and I are best friends we grew up together he and I were neighbors and have known each other since we were little.
“What’s your rush Ashton?? We are just going to the park aren’t we?” I shouted back. I was slipped out of my fuzzy warm pajamas, and replaced them with my new black skinny jeans and pulled a rolling stones t-shirt over my head. Then I threw on a pair of socks and then began putting my on my red converse shoes. As I start to walk down the stairs I realized that I forgot to throw on my usual makeup; which usually consisted of me wearing mascara, little bit of black eye liner, and some red lip gloss to top it all off.
“SOPHIE COME ON” he beckoned again. I tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned around I ran around to the other side of him just to make him run around in a circle, but he caught me in the act.
“Got cha” he shouted. I squirmed trying to get my arm out of his iron grip but it was useless he was too strong for me. He pulled my arm into his body as he began to wrap both of his arms around my waist; I attempted to get out of his grip but still not succeeding. He tightened his grip around my waist forcing me to chest to chest with him. Then his grip loosened and I knew that, that was the perfect time for me to wiggle out of his grip. I smirked at him as I escaped.
“Are you ready to go to the park?” I asked as I unlocked the door and turned the door knob to open it, holding it open so Ashton could walk through; after Ashton stepped outside I followed him shutting and locking the door behind me. Once I turned around I noticed that Ashton was already walking halfway down the sidewalk.
“Come on you slow poke” he shouted teasingly I began a slow jog just enough so I could be a little bit farther ahead then him.
“Who’s the slow poke now?” I shouted back. Right after I said that Ashton zoomed by me.
“Still you” he shouted in reply to my question then giving me one of his world famous grins.
“Not for much longer” I said. As I sprinted past him I smirked at him. I looked back seeing Ashton slowly walking down the sidewalk watching me run.
“Are you coming you slow poke?” I said completely mocking him for when he told the same thing earlier. Before Ashton could get his revenge we arrived at the park, just in the nick of time too, because knowing him there wasn’t much time until he went all out, full dead out sprinting trying to pull ahead of me.
“This reminds me of all of the good times we had here” Ashton said while glaring at me for beating him here. To get his revenge Ashton decided that he was going to steal my swing, that I has always had sat in when we were younger. He smirked at me before sitting down on it.
“Ashton!! You stole my swing” I said as I began to sit on the big yellow slide, then I crossed my arms and pouted; I knew that would get him to move his bum off of my swing. Ashton shifted his weight to his feet as he stood up off of the swing; a wide smirk spread across my face, as he took a step away from the swing. He waved and then smirked back as he began to sit back down on the same swing.
“Do you want your swing back Sophie?” Ashton asked. I smiled and then nodded.
“Well you can’t have it” he said.
“Why can’t I?” I frowned as I stood up from the yellow slide and waltzed over to the monkey bars.
“You can’t have the swing because your birthday isn’t tomorrow like someone that I know” he said with a wide smile showing off his crooked smile.
“Oh really, do I know this person who’s birthday is tomorrow?” I asked looking as puzzled as I possibly could, even though I had already knew the answer. I observed Ashton as I watched his facial turn from happy and becoming a pouting face. Ashton looked up at me, and pointed at himself.
