"No! No way am I staying over there! Oh gosh! He's going to be there". I interjected at Trevor's countless attempts to get me to agree to going over at Rhi's.
He sighed running his hands through is hair, "You don't wanna go because Alex is there, yeah, I understand, I get that you guys have the whole teenage love dramaa thingy going on, good thing I don't do that kind of stuff always messes up. Anyways, tell me Ms.All Mightly Ashley Riverwood where are you going to protect yourself from the all mighty storm coming which I definitely think is more mighter than you". He wore a smug smirk on his face and his eyes full of amusement.
I pouted and shrugged, replying in a tiny oice, "I could always build a small house from cardboard on the street?" He laughed and shook his head furiously, his dimples forming in the corners of his lips.
"You Ashlet Victoria Riverwood is delusionsal". He smirked, knowing exactly what he had said, flicking my nose, "Aye I'll be there to sucker punch that jerk. Don't you worry girl best-friend".
Delusional . . . "delusional nerd". I said those words to him once. Ugh, mean Ashley. I mentally slapped myself in the face.
I exhaled in defeat, "Fine. I guess it is what it is".
His face lit up in a grin, "You know we could always try building a tiny house from cardboard on the street". Trevor poked me in the cheek.
I turned my cheek, running my hands through my hair, "Oh shut up".
"Now come along Ms.Pouty". He looped my arm around his as we started for the car. The River Bash was pretty messed up now, everything rainbows and unicorns just suddenly went down the drain.
Funny how one second and minute can change your entire life . . .forever.
Oh shut up Ashley. What do you know?
Clearly alot more than you. Duh. So excuse me.
Oh darling, you're already excused, afterall you're mentally talking to yourself.
Oh my gosh! You're so dumb!
No, but I'm you so that makes you-
Oh gosh! Bye now! Go! I hate you!
But wait, I'm y-
Bye!
"Hello! For the love of God, Ashley Victoria Riverwood please snap out of your happy little perfect world where you're in Paris under the effiel tower watching the city lights and fantasizing of the love of your life". Trevor waved his hands frantically infront my face, snapping me back into a very damp, crowded and noisy car-park.
"W-what I", I blinked furiously, swallowing. Trevor rolled his eyes at me, shaking his head slowly.
"Wait! How did you even know I was in Paris?" I asked suddenly amused, wearning a curious face.
He chuckled and sighed, "Ash, I've known you since we were practically babies in diapeers", he laughed, "Pshh, you always talked about Paris, how you wanted to go there and so the usual girly shopping, watch the city lights, fall in love and kiss the love of your life under the effiel tower".
My mouth opened slightly as a blush spread across my face, "You actually remembered that".
"There's not a thing I don't remember when it comes to you". His lips curled up into a smile, his eyes beamed with light . . .and something else . . .
I locked his gaze, our eyes boring into each other's soul, reflecting every weakness, strength, vulnerability and . . .
"Guys come on! We're ready!" Rihanna's tiny voice floated towards us.
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Teen FictionHere: Meet Ashley Riverwood, Hellingfield's queen bee. Seemingly flawless, her just-as-doll like posse behind her, the school practically bowing down before her and a hot jock boyfriend, does it look like anything could go wrong? But every pretty gi...