Chapter 5 ·Picture of Melani·
"Sissy! It is 6:30 missy! You better get your lazy butt outta bed before I go wake up Ash and make him do it for me!" Hazel screamed while jumping on my bed, ocassionaly falling on me, but she was light so it didn't hurt to much. Exept when her knee went into me or something, she is very boney.
"Ok ok, I'm up sweetie." I mumbled, opening my eyes.
I got out of bed and walked over to my closet. I grabbed a tight light pink tank top that had pretty lacing at the top, a high waisted skirt that went about about 5 inches above my knee that was white, and had roses that were the same color as my tank top designed on it. I grabbed some sandals that were white with pink dimonds on the part that was on the top of my foot, and the white part of the sandal lead all the was from in between my toes to my ankle and zipped up at the back of my foot up to my ankle.
I put that stuff on my bed and went to the bathroom taking a shower. I used lavender smelling shampoo and conditioner along with vanilla soap, I brought them from my house. I got out and realized it was Sunday, so I didn't have school today. I got out and blow dried my hair, after drying my body. I put on light pink lacy underwear along with a matching light pink lacy bra.
I put on my clothes, then brushed my natural wavy blonde hair. I put some mascara on, along with some eye liner, I just let my lips be. They are naturaly pink and pluff. I put on my sandals then went downstairs after brushing my teeth and putting in light pink rose earings, they weren't dangly. I put a white leather bracelate on and a very thin white sweater. I went down stairs and took a seat by Hazel who was talking to Adrianna and Lisa, Ashton's mom. She also had another daughter in college, Patrisha. Me and her get along well, I call her Trish and she calls me Ally like everyone else, exept Ashton. We used to have our own nicknames for eachother.
Four years ago:
"How long do you think we're gonna be together?" I asked Ashton.
"Forever." He whispered in my ear making me shiver. We were on his dads truck hood looking at the stars. I had my head on his chest and my arm around his waist, he had one arm around my waist and he was resting his head on the other. He had one knee up, while I was just cuddled up to him.
"Really?" I asked looking up at him.
He smiled down at me "I love you." he says.
"I love you too." I say, matching his smile.
"Have you ever thought of having unique nicknames for eachother?" I asked him.
"Yeah, you would me My Ally baby." He smirked. I laughed at him and smacked his chest playfully.
"No, really, what would my nickname be to you?" I asked him, looking deep into his beautiful blue eyes.
He smiled at me and said "I don't know, probably Alls."
I looked at him, and smiled. "Alls, ok. Yours would be Ashy poo."
"Why do I have to have the mushy name?" He says smiling at me.
"Because, I couldn't think of anything else. And your my Ashy poo." I say smiling up at him.
He smiles back with so much love in his eyes. He leans down and I lean up to meet his lips. They felt so good against mine.
"I love you so much Alls." He whispers in the kiss.
I smile against his lips "But I love you more."
"Not even possible, no one could ever love someone as much as I love you." He whispers. I literally gush at him. He has so much love in his eyes. I smile and he gets off of the car and pulls me with him, helping me down, due to the fact it was his dads old truck and I always got scared I was gonna fall off of it.

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JugendliteraturHey, my name is Allison Riveson and i'm 17 years old. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and I'm 5'7. Hey, my name is Ashton Carson, I'm 17 years old, I have dark brown hair and sea blue eyes. I'm 6'2. Allison and Ashton aren't exactly alike, but what h...