My parents wanted a little baby boy, but that's not what they got. They got me, a baby girl. They were mad when they got the results on the ultrasound and yelled for abortion. By that point, it was to late into the pregnancy for an abortion. They wanted to leave me on the side of the street in a basket with my name, but instead, my aunt took me till I was 5 then my sister, Cassidy, took me in. My parents screamed at her to let them name me, that's how I got the name Asher. Cassidy is obviously a girl too, but since they had their girl (her), they wanted a boy. She calls me Ashley, which I love. My sister is out of collage and works at a day care. Every morning, she takes me to school then goes to work. When we get home, we work on my homework together, feast on our dinner, play a game if we have time, then go to bed.
I don't have many friends at school, but the ones that are, are the best. There's Ali, Jade, and Andy. We love hanging out together. The four of us are the perfect team. We call each other the "Four Musketeers." Ali has been best friends with me since I was 3, then Andy came into may life at the age of 6. Jade is a different story. Cass was best friends with her big sister. Cass forced me to hang with her. At first I hated her but then she came to my school and the Three Musketeers, at the time, took her in. We are all 13 now and Cass is 26.
"Do you want me to set the table?"
"Yeah, and while your at it, clean the rest of the house." She said.
"Not happening, Cassidy."
She did not look very pleased. But then, as usual she put a smile back on her face and said we will just have to do it tomorrow. Yay! Something to look forward to!
