Starring role | l.h

Chapter XXII

Samantha Stewart

"You're only calling me because you have nobody else to hang out with Mikey." It was a Thursday afternoon when I received a call from Michael asking me to hang out with him since all of his friends are busy and I'm the only one who managed to pick up his call.

"Exactly. Help me out here Sam. I'm alone in my room with no friends to play with." I let out a laugh.

I wanted to hang out with him but Logan and I were going out for the night and I was still trying to figure out an excuse as to how I was going to explain to my mom that I'd be home late.

I didn't like the idea of sneaking in and out of my window anymore now that almost everybody knows about my relationship with Logan. I just don't see the point of hiding away from anyone anymore and that's it.

"As much as I want to keep you company in your room and play video games all night, I'm going out with Logan tonight Mikey." He groaned from the other line.

"You're all busy with your stupid relationshits." I laughed once more.

"Have you tried ringing Ash? I think he can relate with your singe-life problems." There was a silent pause before he started speaking up again.

"Ashton's busy hobnobbing some classy rich chick named Ashley." At that moment, I started debating whether to text Logan that I won't be able to make it or just go to the date with the guilt of turning down an offer from a lonely friend.

"Who's Ashley?" I didn't know any classy rich chick named Ashley in my life. Except maybe for- "Are we talking about Ashley Nicole Fairhurst?" I asked in complete sheer of curiosity.

Ashley Nicole Fairhurst was one of those childhood friends I had growing up that I never got to see again after she and her family moved away to New Jersey for some reason I never knew about. My parents told me it was mainly because of their business and the expansion they were doing. At that time, I didn't really care much about adults and stuff. All I remember was wanting to see her again but never got the chance to.

However, I think it's worth mentioning that my mom mentioned something to me the other day about the Fairhurst's being back in town for some ad campaign Ashley was doing.

I also heard that she was this big-time model now that everybody adores. I just think it's so funny that I remember her as this little girl with thick brown curls growing out her head who loves slurpees and lollipops rather than the sexy young lady she turned to now.

She always sings at the top of her lungs whenever she feels like it and I think it was mainly how I learned how to sing myself, not that I'm near as good as her because I'm really not- but you get the point.

My mom gave me her number just so I could ring her whenever I feel like it but I don't think I'll ever be able to actually do it. I bet it's going to be super awkward between us due to the fact that I haven't seen the girl in years. I don't even know if she remembers me or not for Christ's sake. And besides, she's probably too busy herself being famous and all to even hang out with me anymore. She's too cool to be seen with an average high school nerd like me anyways.

I still find it weird how her family and mine somehow remained close friends to this day after everything that's happened. See- Ashley was one of those friends who had the exact same kind of family like mine and we used to see each other a lot in fancy parties we never wanted to be in considering we were kids who didn't give a shit about anything around us. I miss her terribly and our girly sleepovers we used to do back in the old days with our barbies and playhouses. It just sucks how I'm too shy to show my face now that she's so pretty and I'm so- well, I'm me.