Eleven: Jordan and Ashton

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"Emma? Emma Nelson, is that you?"

I stared at my long-lost best friend.

"JORDAN! OMG OMG OMG! HI!"

"HEY!" I yelled across the room. We hugged each other, until a blond cutie walked up (no offense Ash!). The cutie smiled.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Jordy, this is my fiancé Eric."

"Awe! Eric and Emma! Ok, ship name is... Emic. Like?"

"Oh yeah! And you and Ashton are... Joshton."

"Neat. Oh, Eric, you need to meet Ashton. He's over there, in the leather jacket. Em, we need to talk. You're engaged? I'm totally JELLY! He. Is. So. Cute."

"I know right? Hey, that's Ashton? Wow, he's changed."

"Duh! He's mine though. And, girl, you have a ring on that finger!"

"I know, and I'd never think about it..."

She was off staring at the boys, chit-chatting. Eric and Ash were talking like they were best buddies, like Em and I.

"So... Baby plans yet?"

"Oh no," she answered swiftly, "not yet. We're going to HAVE to be married first."

"Oh yeah... By the way," I said, "I'm going to ask Ash about a baby. Maybe."

"Are you engaged?"

"No way."

"Why not?"

"I want a baby so I have an excuse to get outta college!"

We laughed at my joke, and then the boys came over. Ash came over and kissed me. Our tongues danced, and Emma and Eric left. We were invited to Eric's little brother's funeral in about a few days or so.

It was so sad. We left for home a bit later.

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