"Sweet dreams are made of these,
who am to I disagree."
' Weird song, but it's kinda cool....like me ,ha' I thought before snuggling in bed with my cute little stuffy ,
Simba.
I've had Simba for a long time now , I got him when I was 8, my Dad suddenly threw him on my face , like 'Woo catch kid ',and I got to say it was love at first sight . Now I am fourteen years old, going to Red Skip High. I live alone , and no my parents are not dead , it's just they insisted that i should go attend Red Skip because they too had attended the same school when they were young ,
The good old times
That's what they call it.
So if that wasn't reason enough then I don't know what is. Since the school had shut down the hostels and my parents knew a landlord near the school , I had to stay there. At first I thought I would be the only student there and there would be a bunch of senior citizens there trying to feed me seriously god knows what. Its not that I hate old people , I just don't have a liking toward them .
'Not hate, Just dislike,NOT hate'
But guess what I was wrong once again , this time in a good way.Surprisingly .
More than half the building was infested with students . Me being the nosiest.
Way to go Ash!
Actually wait there is Mike , my neighbour , he plays the drums. That's pretty self explanatory.
I play the guitar.
oh, there was this one time i had to study for a test but Mike was rocking out to some "sick" beat.
Since the wall are not quite soundproof , I yelled
' MIKE YOU BETTER SHUT UP NOW OR I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU SWALLOW YOUR DRUM STICKS , I MEAN IT!! '
' SURE ASH'
There was a moment of silence , more like the calm before the crazy.
What happened in the next half in hour was well crazy.
Mike went absolutely mad on the drums , so to get him to stop I grabbed my electric guitar plugged it in and soon the old man's apartment became a rock concert . It was fun even though there was a wall between us but we had to stop due to a loud knock on the door.
How loud ?
Well we were able to hear it over our music soo yeah we were dead . The old man yelled a lot , I was afraid the his only lung might give out .
Well that's Mike. Crazy , stupid Mike.
And now we have his girlfriend, Anna .
Anna and I are close friends along with Anya and Chistina (Chris )
I am proud to say I introduced Mike to Anna. Mike loved her but for once in his life was shy .
Anna who is really bubbly and a happy go lucky type. Sometimes I can't believe that someone that positive exists .
Mike told me he liked Anna so I got him all prepped up and he was ready .
Boy he was a nervous wreck . But it all worked out
UNTIL
Some idiotic chic took a picture of them holding hands and it went viral in school .
So the next day in school everyone was staring at them and then me .
Why me ?
Well that's because Mike and I were so close they shipped us , in fact few people came up to me and asked if I was okay . I'm pretty sure I made it clear to them then .
Anya and Chris are class mates who slowly became super close especially Anya . Anya was a singer , Chris played the piano and the violin so did Anya .
Mike and I are the only one's among the five of us to live alone .
Christina is Korean but I'm more obsessed with k pop than she is .
Well these are my friend . We are kind of popular . All of them other than me are smart . Like not nerds but cool and smart .
I have other friends too but these are my close friends.
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I hear Mike yawn loudly from the other side of the wall . I set an alarm , which will not help me at all next morning and go off to sleep .
"NIGHT MIKE "
"NIGHT ASH"
" Good night Simba"
"GODD NIGHT TO YOUR LITTKE BLANKET TOO"
"ITS NOT A BLANKET AGHHH!! GO TO SLEEP BEFORE I KILL YOU MIKE "
"Gosh crazy chic "
" I heard that"
"SLEEEEEEPPPPPP"
Most girls talk about there night time routine as in face wash , face mask blah .
For me , yelling at Mike is my night time routine.
I let out a sigh and smile to my self as I read
' MAKE THEM WONDER WHY YOU ARE STILL SMILING'
Scribbled on my roof . Ha I had done that when I had first come .
YOU ARE READING
SIMBA(On Hold )
Teen Fiction"I wish you were real .... good night Simba" , Ashley whisper to her lion stuffed toy before falling into a deep sleep. Be careful what you wish for ......it might just come true . °:. *₊ . ☆ ° . *₊ ☆ ✮ ° . ☆ *₊...
