Ashton's POV
"I'm driving." Tate yells as we head out to the car we have to share." Mom says she trusts me more."
"When?" I smirk trotting behind him, my large book bag dragging me down.
"Ok, maybe she didn't , but I'm trustworthy." He says proudly. He puffs out his chest as he says "trustworthy" as of he was in the line to join the military.
"I used to have my own car. You used to have your own." I scowled. "Remember what happened?" I ask. He relaxes his chest and his face fell. He looks to the side.
"Don't talk about that!" He bursts.I laugh in reply.
"You are such a girl." I giggle. As I laugh, he sneaks into the drivers seat.
"Hey hey hey!" I yell running after him, my book bag shakes uncomfortably as I chase over to the door.
"I won't total the car again. I promise." I grumble and stomp over to the passange seat. I swing open the door and plop into the smooth, grey, leather seats.
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Finding Cinderfella
Fiksi RemajaBridgette Thoms High School. Also know as BTHS. Or, As I call it, Prison for Teens. There are many Cliques that separate us. Populars, Sweethearts, Theater, Chess club, Acne ridden, Emos and then the Rebels. The bottom of the food chain. Rebels, Dif...
