Chapter 4: First Night of Senior Year

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Ashley's POV

After the rehearsal of me being the white swan, I changed into my casual clothes. Don't want walking around looking like a swan do I?

I got out of the studio passing through the hallways to go to my car and go home get some rest before going to the party tonight.

As I pass through the lockers all of the girls are looking at me, same with the boys. I didn't mind them. I can't understand why'd they have to look at me everytime I pass through them. I don't hate it. I just don't understand.

When I'm already in my car I saw Jake's and the other's car next with mine. They're about to get in their car too. That's how I knew it's their car.

"New car eh?" Ian said who's car is just on the other side of mine.

"Yeah." I smiled.

"Nice. You'll go tonight?" Ian asked again.

"Yes. Just need to rest. Been stuck with dancing." I answered rather normally.

"Oh right. You'll be the white swan for this year's ballet competition." Ian said with admiration.

"Well it suits you good huh." Ian added smirking and it feels like he's about to flirt with me.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I smirked back.

I don't like this kind of things but I also get to play my part of the game.

"Gotta go. I guess you'll be wanting to see me tonight." I said looking sideways and it's that obvious that I wasn't enjoying the scene.

I didn't wait for him to answer I just nodded to the guys and started driving fast playing the song Hall of Fame by The Script.

I always enjoy driving fast because driving is one of my favorite especially that every year I get to have new releases of cars.

I've been driving since I was fourteen. I know too young ti drive at that age but my dad taught me how to drive and got me my license. He made sure that the police department are aware of my driving for them to not press charges against me.

Do I have the coolest daddy or what?

As soon as I got home I went to my room and and jumped in my fluffy white bed right away. Since I'm much more comfortable in my bed, will I still go to the party?

Uh, I don't even have much to do with any of those. I only sit down, drink soda, talk with the people there and play truth or dare with drunk guys and the flirt girls. But it might be fun! Or--I can just read a book, play games, take a drive,or watch my favorite series One Tree Hill for the thoundth time.

While I'm having second thoughts of what I'd rather do tonight-- my phone rang.

Oh, Bel's calling.

"Hello?" I said answering the phone.

"Hey there Ms. White Swan. How's ballet?" She answered asking.

"It was great Bel." I answered so sweetly.

"That's good. You getting ready for the party? I didn't catch you earlier before leaving school." She answered asking again.

"Yeah I left early. Just got home to get some rest or something." I answered.

"So you'll have a grand entrance and be late again?" Bel laughed.

"Bel!" I cried talking like a little girl who's pissed off already.

"Kidding!" She chuckled.

"Gotta go. Need to get ready baby girl." She continued and I just hmm-ed hanging up the phone.

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