Chances

Wiffle ball

3 hours 6 minutes and 14 seconds until I'm being shipped off to "Tennessee". My Aunt Rosa, my brother John, and me. It's only us. My mom left when my brother was 5 and I was just 1. No one knew where she went, but her sister,  my aunt rosa stood with my dad to help out. One day my dad went off to work and ran off while he had the chance. They couldn't locate either of my parents so my aunt has been watching us. There's my grandfathers ranch house in Tennessee, it was given to my aunt so she's moving us down their. This sucks. I'm leaving behind my friends and my boyfriend and everything I ever started. I'm only 15 I'm too young for this big of a change.
5 hours later...
"Get. Me. Out. Of. Here." IT WAS DISGUSTING, SMALL, AND IT SMELLED!! There was no way I'm living here!

"Suck it up Ash we live here now." John shrugged my shoulder and knocked me to the crap covered ground.

"SHIT JOHN!" I got up covered in mud. I can already tell this was gonna be hell. My Aunt look at me as if she was gonna push me back in the mud for cursing.
We got inside and a few hours of unpacking chores began. Surprise surprise.

"Alrighty John drive you and your sister down to the market and get the stuff on this list or else we're not eating tonight."

"Wait woah why do I have to come!? It's bad enough you drag me here bu-" she gave me the eyes again. She scares me. "Okay fine." We grabbed the list and made our way into the car and drove off. I gotta admit it was a pretty cute town. It was small and quiet and it looked like everyone knew each other. We found the small market and made our way.

"Okay here's the list and the money go get everything I'll be back." Woah woah where was he going?!

"Where the hell do out think you're going?"

"Find myself a cowgirl. Bye." He tipped his baseball cap and left the store. Great just great. It was almost 15 minutes and I got everything on the list and I went straight to the line. As I was walking BANG! a small wiffle ball hit me straight in the head. I dropped the small cart in my hands on the floor and snapped my head back to kill the moron who threw it!

"I AM SO SORRY!" A deep voice echoed from one of the aisles. "My bro was supposed to catch that are you ok?!?" I turned around to see a tall, brown eyed boy behind me grabbing the ball from the floor. Wow.

"It's whatever. Maybe you should be playing outside what do you think?" I said sarcastically trying not to smile at his dimpled grin.

"Yea that probably wouldn't be such a bad idea now would it." He started to laugh. All of the sudden I see a little boy appear behind him and tug his shirt.

"Max can we go now I'm tired?" How adorable was he! He was so little with big brown eyes.

"Sure just give me one second ok. Go wait with Nancy ok?" He wrapped his hand around the little boys head and turned him around and slightly pushed him away.

"Is that the infamous brother that was supposed to catch the ball that hit my head?" I laughed at his worried face. "I'm kidding. There's no blood, no concussion, I'm good."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah don't worry ok." He stared to walk away and then he stopped and turned to me.

"You got a name?" He asked

"Ashley. How about you cowboy?"

"I'm Max" we smiled and then he turned away and left. W-O-W

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Picture is of Max