Song: Loyal by Chris Brown feat. Lil Wayne and French Montana
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I trudge my way to the back of the house making my way to where the pool is located. There is a jumble of thoughts running through my mind all of which are not in the least bit pleasant. Why is Jennie even talking to Ashton, doesn't she have a boyfriend? I swear Ashton went out looking just for my enemies to associate with. I don't know what the fuck his problem is but he hasn't even given me a chance since he met me. I start to question myself as to why I even brought him in the first place. Oh yeah, that's right. I'm getting paid. That sounds like such a typical thing of my parents to do, well at least for my mother. This is a new one for my father.
I make my way outside after basically trampling over people due to my rage and my lack of compassion. Luckily my splitting headache is beginning to calm itself. There I see Jennie with her long shiny black hair and her perfectly tan legs and I begin to feel jealous but then I remember she is a heartless bitch and I don't feel so bad anymore.
"C'mon Ashton, I'm ready to head home," I say while trying to avoid Jennie at all costs. But Jennie was never one to keep quiet. Why was I once friends with her? I mean we all have people who we once regret calling friends. Why couldn't I have chosen a bank robber or a serial murderer or anybody other than Jennie?
Her green eyes trail down my outfit before making their way to my face, "Oh, Lizzie. I didn't know Ashton was your boyfriend." As she says Ashton's name she reaches her arm out and rakes her fingers down his arm. Most likely to get a rise out of me which for some odd reason works. My blood begins to boil and I lose the snarky remark I was going to throwback at her. I continue to look at her imagining what it would feel like to dig my fingernails into her flesh. Ashton senses the tension between the two of us and interrupts our stare off by grabbing my wrist and turns towards Jennie saying a goodbye. She doesn't hesitate to remind him that he has her number and to call her. He continues to steer me through the house by the wrist all while I continue to have disturbing thoughts about ripping Jennie's long shiny hair out. Once my Jeep is within eyesight I yank my arm away Ashton which receives a rumble of laughter. I open up the door and throw my purse in the backseat before I realize my keys are still in the purse that is now in the backseat. Ashton is eyeing me and I wonder what he is thinking. I bend over the console struggling to reach the purse.
"Could you possibly get your ass out of my face," Ashton says cockily.
I roll my eyes, "Don't act like your not enjoying it." I finally grab the purse and wait for another snarky remark from Ashton but to my surprise there is none.
I put the key into the ignition before asking Ashton where his house is. Thankfully he does not ask any questions about Jennie nor does he speak in general. He only lives about three blocks away from me in what appears to be a two story peach colored house. The outside is already decorated with lights leading up the sidewalk to the porch giving the dark yard a glow. Before he props the car door open he leans over towards my face and the smell of mint invades my senses, "I'll see you around bandana girl." He doesn't wait for a response before making his way up the lighted path with his tight skinny jeans, his cut off tee, his arrogant attitude, and his bandana.
A/N: Sorry this chapter is shorter than usual. I just felt like that was a good stopping point so yeah. I love seeing your comments and votes! So please do [vote.comment.share.] Thanks for reading!
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Fanfiction*Going through editing so bare with me.* "I thought bandanas were my thing," I say giving an unamused look at the boy with curls that are pushed back by a bandana. He smirks and leans in towards my ear, "I guess you thought wrong."