"Look deeper into nature, and then you will understand everything better."- Albert Einstein.
Ashley's POV
I informed my parents rubbing it in Dylan's face that I was going out 'a tad extra' as he put it and all he did was roll his eyes, which I ignored.
Once I'm outside I rush over to Cam's car. I enter the passenger seat grinning goofily.
"Sup." I wave two fingers in Cam's face and she looks at me.
"You're acting way too exuberant Ashley."
"Well... Let's just say I'm freaking happy to go out."
"I think I agree with Dylan. If you were going out a tad extra you wouldn't be this happy just because I was taking you out," she sets the car in ignition.
"Well, whatever! You're talking as if you do."
"Actually yes!, I do go out... with my parents."
"But aren't those business functions?" I furrow my brows.
"It's still going out, like out, way better than being home all the time," she teases.
"Hey!!, I can't help the ecstasy running through my veins, don't blame me." I hit her shoulders.
She chuckles and drives off.
"By the way where are you taking me?" I probe.
"It's a secret," she winks.
"A surprise?"
"Mmm.... something like that."
After minutes she finally parks her car not too far away from a building. "Victoria's secret?" I screech when I see the words boldly written on the front of the building before us.
This girl has gone nuts!
We're just seventeen for crying out loud. What the heck do seventeen-year-olds have to do with such lingerie?
I turned to Cam with a frown and all she could do was laugh at the expense of my facial expression. "Lingerie shopping? So that's the surprise? Cam, you must be really crazy."
She stops laughing and looks at me with a smirk playing at the corner of her lips "Calm down, Will you? It's not actually what you're thinking."
I don't believe her, she can be crazy at times.
"Whatever it is, I don't care. All I know is that there's no way I'm going in there with you." I shudder just thinking of me going inside. Only God knows who I might meet in there, that is if I ever step foot there.
"Of course, I know you so don't worry! Just wait here for me. I'll be back in ten." She climbs out of the car and heads inside Victoria's Secret.
After what felt like forever she finally comes out with two bags in hand. She walks over to the car's backseat and opens it, gingerly placing the bags in it.
I raise my brows at her in question once she opens the driver's door and sits in its seat. I shoot her a look that says 'Better start explaining'.
"Oh!! Well.. that's for my mom. She made a pre-order and asked me to come get it for her."
Phew!!
"So you honestly thought I brought you here for that shopping?" She raises her brows at me.
"You are more than capable."
"That! I am, but come on, this is too much. I won't do that to you unless you know...." she winks.
"Whatever," I roll my eyes, "Where are we going exactly?"
"We're going shopping, but I promise no funny business."
"If you say so."
"I've promised so and I'll do so."
So, she drove us to the mall and told me to shop for whatever it was that I wanted. I was so in the mood to shop. After two hours of shopping, I came out with two dresses, one body-hugging dinner gown that had a slit reaching my knee, and an office wear. I also picked a thin bracelet that had the word love written on it. For edibles, I picked out lots of chocolate-flavored biscuits and cookies, more ice creams, and different flavors. I also shopped for chocolate toffees and beverages.
"You didn't quite take it easy on me, did you?" Cam mutters from behind me taking in everything I had picked.
"It's your treat remember?" I remind her.
"Yeah, yeah!."
"Besides you're loaded, your parents are wealthy."
"Like yours aren't."
"Well, I'm not the one who made my friend feel left out and I'm definitely not the one who decided to make it up to her so, yeah, you have no stand."
"Pick whatever you want Ash Ash."
"Okay Lynny," I bat my lashes playfully at her. If there's anything she hates then that's her middle name.
"Oh no! Not you too. I wonder what my parents thought of before giving me Lyndsey as my middle name. I freaking hate it and I don't even know why."
"It's a nice name."
"I would beg to differ."
"Lynny sounds better. If you don't like Lyndsey, maybe you can try liking the sound of Lynny."
"Yeah, that sounds way better. I can try liking it."
"Aren't you going to shop for anything?" I change the topic.
"I will, patience is a virtue."
"Whatever."
I thought she would maybe shop for a dress but she just picked out lots of facial masks and teeth whitening strips. I asked her why she did so but she smiled ' I do need them'.
It's not my money and it's not like I'm complaining so I left her to it. She adds one large bowl of chocolate ice cream to her shop items. Haha.. definitely can't do away with it.
"Thank you." I engulf her in a hug when she drops me home.
"You're welcome."
I stuff the fridge with the ice creams and beverages. I keep the biscuits in my room for gradual munching in times of need, you know, hunger, emotional breakdown, and stuff like that.
*******
It's a school morning, just great. Today weirdly I woke up late because I forgot to set the alarm. I had to go to school without eating breakfast. Mom insisted on packing it for me but I told her not to. She didn't take it well tho but she listened to me anyway.
I wonder what the day has in store for me.
As usual, Dylan drove us to school today and to say he was in a great mood would be an understatement. The guy was in another world. Could you believe he greeted me a good morning??
Dylan barely gr-e-e-ts. He even asked how my night was, I was so shocked my teeth would fall off. There was a grin on his face throughout the entire ride to school. He even hummed to the music playing in the car.
Dylan is the I'm super grumpy kind of guy in the mornings. Someone is definitely behind this. Well...I choose to keep this tiny new observation to myself.
We get to school. Finally!!
" Hey " Cam calls out to me, her car next to ours. Immediately I step down from the car and walk to her.
"Hello, dear best friend." I greet.
"I thought you'd still be mad at me, it's good you're not. "
"Actually how can I be when you've treated me with goodies."
"Of course, how did I forget?"
Dylan climbs out of the car.
He was in the car all this while? Oh ...got distracted by Cam.
He walks towards Cam and snakes an arm over her shoulder.
"Cam," he regards. Cam frowns and immediately removes his hand from her shoulder.
"What do you think you're doing?" She spits.
"What does it look like I'm doing? Giving you a friendly greeting," he winks.
"Which I didn't ask for by the way."
"What's making you all grumpy pants this morning?," he chuckles.
"And when are you not? Last time I checked you were grumpier than my grandad."
"Lies!," he says and steps away. He takes a few steps toward the school's main doors but halts. He turns to look back at us.
"We wouldn't want Ms. Brianne giving both of you detention for being late now, would we?" he smirks.
Cam and I stare at each other as realization dawns on us. Before I realized it I was being nudged forward by Cam. She drags me till we walk past Dylan, shoulder-bumping him in the process.
Immediately we entered the class, and the bell rang. So lucky, no detention, and well class was not boring this time, I promise. It was just Government after all. Just Government.
"Good morning class," Miss Brooke, our English teacher greets.
"Morning," the class choruses in response.
She picks up a marker and board wipe from the front desk. Her perfectly tanned legs make it way over to the board. She opens the marker and scribbles on it only turning to face the class once she's done scribbling on the board. English language it says.
"How was your weekend?" her glossed lips utter.
"Great! Good! Fantastic! Lovely! Boring!" Such were the replies from the mass of students.
"That's great," she says set of pearly white teeth on display.
"For today's lesson, I will assign roles for the Wuthering Heights play since it's going to be a long process if we decide on auditioning for roles rather than assigning them. Hence with whatever character or role you're assigned please do well to co-operate. Thank you!"
After assigning the roles, the main leads turned out to be Grayson as Heathcliff, Dylan as Edgar, and Rosie Wood as Catherine. Pierson as Lockwood.
The rest of us were given the other roles. Some of us as backup leads. Some students complained about the roles being assigned to them but who will listen to them....... not Miss Brooke.
We spend the rest of the lesson getting familiar with our roles and when the bell signals that class is over, Cam and I quickly pick up our books and head for our lockers.
My stomach rumbles and Cam turns to me with amused brows.
"Didn't get the time to have breakfast" I shrug.
"God indeed loves his children, you know?"
"Yeah?" I ask unsure wondering this is headed.
" Would you believe me if I told you I brought you waffles?"
"Really?!!" I almost squeal.
"Mmh-mmh!, Mom made lots of it this morning."
"These waffles are so nice." I hum as I munch on it.
"Of course ...mom's specialty."
"Thank her for me once you get home."
"Sure will do."
After I'm done munching she pulls me away in the direction of the next class.
"Cam slow down will you?"
"No."
And then bam! I crush on someone. My books fly out of my hands in different directions. In irritation, IÂ turn to look at Cam with a frown etched on my face. Sighing IÂ bend down to pick up my books.
"Uh ... sorry," a voice clears and says.
"Don't worry," I say without looking up waving the person off.
In my peripheral vision, I see whoever it is, bent down to help me pick up my books. I ignore the nagging feeling in my head that's been hinting and allow whoever it is to help me even though they don't need to.
I stretch out my hands to pick up my scribble book from the far end but the other person beat me to it causing our arms to brush up against each other. I pull away immediately as my arms tingle and I look up and that's when Time stops! taking my heart along with it.
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