empire.

chapter four.

ashton pov.

before;

"Ashton!" She yelled, the wetness on her tshirt slowly spreading

"Sorry!" I smiled, and picked up another water balloon

"No!" She dove to the ground, determined not get hit again. Just as I three the water balloon, her mother opened the door.

"Lunch time!"

Because of my lack of coordination, the water balloon did not in fact soar in a perfect arch to the ground, where it would hit Empire. No; it went straight and hit her Mother in the stomach. Everything was silent for a moment before her Empire started giggling. It soon turned into full out loud laughter, the kind that made you gasp for breath and hold your stomach.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. Oh my god."

I was so worried, you don't get Empires mother angry. It's unheard of.

"Oh, ashton. Fifteen years old and you still can't throw." She then started laughing to herself and turned around, going in the house.

"Lunch is on the table!" She called.

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this was like a flashback to when they were 15 and still living at home idk you'll understand why i put this here later on.