SCENES

Ashley & College // chapter 31

Emma pov

The bright light from the window wake me up. I cringe at the sight. I hate to be waking up in the morning. Getting out of the bed, i head to the bathroom and wash my face. I do all the crap and head towards my closet.

I decided to go on a jog today. Its been a long time since i even run. I put on my undergarments, training shorts and my sports bra.

I was about to run when the mailman came. He opens our mail box and a stack of letters drop out of the mailbox. I walk up to him and help him.

"Here let me help," i mutter.

"Oh i'm not allow to show any letters to strangers if you are not Mr Ja-"

"I'm his daughter." I mutter. I take out of the letters from inside the mailbox and hold it carefully in one hand. The guy helps to close the mailbox. I was about to go in when he calls me.

"Oh Ms!" I turn around. He takes something from his mail bag.

"Here are some new letters for Mr James," He passes me. I take it, muttering a thanks and walk into the house. Thankfully dad is there when i reach his office.

"Dad, have you once check the mailbox ?" I ask.

"Nope," he mutters. He types in something in the computer before looking up at me.

"Here some letter," I throw it on top of his desk. It spatter around his desk.

"Oh and that, is some new letter," I point to the desk.

"You might have to help me," He say.

"No, i'm going for a jog."

With that, i leave his office. I run out of the house and slowly jog around the neighborhood.

Mr James pov

What am i gonna do with this letters. Who sends letter nowadays even. I told almost all the bills to email me all of it. I open the first thing i saw and tear it. I read through it.

Mr Frank James

Los Angeles Inc is expecting you to come on 12/11/2013 for the LAI festive. You may bring along

I tear the paper and throw it to the dust bin next to the table. This is real old letters. I take the next letter. It writes a cursive 'James' at the front and the letter A at the side. I open it and read it.

Frank James.

How are you James. Its me Ashley.

I stop reading and check around. I stand up from my chair and walk over to the door, closing it.

Frank James

How are you James. Its me Ashley. Its been a long time since i last saw you and the kids. I didn't get to email you cause my laptop is spoil. I have to be honest now, you and i both no why i'm writing you this letter.

I was gonna ask you about Diana. How is she? Have she graduated from High school? Is she in college? Is she working? How is she doing? I'm still hoping that she doesn't knows about me. Please reply, i need to know.

Yours sincerely,

Ashley Olson.

I fold the paper neatly and hide it away. Where nobody will know where it is. Its just that past is past. I don't want to bring her to the future and ruin it.

I didn't want this to distract my day so i continue with the next few letters. The next letter has a country stamp. It writes this house address. I open the letter and read it.

Ms Diana Anderson James

This is a letter from New York Institute. We have gotten your college application form that you applied in SUNY and NYJC. We are proud to announce that you will be accepted in SUNY. They have seen your grades and your the highest expectation they want.

Please go to SUNY.states.co//apply

and login for more information.

Username : Diana Anderson James

Password : suny2014dajkey

Please contact us if there are any problem. Contacts will be given at the website.

Diana applied for New York school? I thought she only applied for America's school. There is no way i am going to allow her to go to New York. Ashley is living there.

I am suppose to take care of Diana and not allow her to see her real mum ever again. I put the letter back and put it at the side.

I continue with the rest of the letter. Sure as it seems, its gonna take a lot of time.

Diana pov

"Yeah i know but i will tell you later okay."

"Okay, please tell me you will eat please," Troy begs.

"Okay, i'll have it later."

"Now! don't end this call, just go eat while talking to me."

"Fine," I open my room door and walk out as if nobody is at this house.

"Have you eaten ?" I ask as i walk down the stairs.

"Nope," He mutters.

"Troy, seriously eat or i will not."

"Fine, i'll eat" I walk pass the dining room and saw all of them there.

"Diana! Dinner is here," mum shouts but i ignore her. I walk inside the kitchen and grab a banana.

"I hear your mum," Troy mumbles. I walk past them again and walk away.

"Diana!" Dad shouts but i ignore him. I walk towards the living room and i sit down at the living.

"Diana, both your parents are calling you."

"Yeah so."

"Its rude your not answering them."

"Its even rude when they are not being honest with their daughter."

Its rude that they are telling Harry to used me for camera and leave me after the break.

"Oh god, what happen."

"Wait, i need another banana," I mumble.

"Diana, don't change the subject." I walk past them again and Dad calls me again.

"Haha, i'm good at it," I mutter. I throw the banana peel away and grab another banana.

"This banana taste good," I mumble. Troy laughs out of a sudden.

"What so funny ?" I ask while i walk back slowly.

"You said the ban-"

"DIANA ANDERSON JAMES! Both of us have called your name four times. You are getting rude!" Dad shouts.

"Whatever," I mumble. I wanted to go back to my room but i don't even feel like staying in this house. I walk out of the house. I thank myself for dressing up in jeans and a simple tee.

I check my phone and realize Troy is still on line.

"Hey Troy, can you take me ?" I ask.

"Sure i'll be at your house in ten."

"No, take me at the small food house near my house. Drive fast." I end the call. I walk out of the gate and down the dark path.