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“Tay-tay, why arw wuh weaving?” I sobbed into my hands, “Do wuh want to weave?” I asked looking up at him

“I don’t want to leave Ashy-pooh.” He cried hugging me, “I gwonna miss you!” He sniffed

“Don’t go. Pwease, Auntie Liza!” I begged looking up at Tay-tay’s mom

“I’m sorry, Ash. We have to.” Auntie Liza said

I nodded and hugged Tay-tay again before running into my house. Daddy picked me up and told me it was going to be okay.

“Do you want to say by?” Daddy asked

I shook my head, “I’ll crwy again.”

“Shhh, baby. Taylor will be sad if you don’t say bye.” He whispered

I started crying again, “O-okay! I’ll sway b-bywe.”

He nodded and started walking towards the door. I saw Tay-tay in the car.

“Bye, Tay-tay! I miss w-wu!” I cried waving at him

“Bye, Ashy-pooh! I miss you, too!” He waved as the car started going down the driveway

“I wuv you!” I yelled putting my head in my Daddy’s neck

“I love you, too, Ashy-pooh!” I heard him yell

“Is he gwone?” I asked my Daddy

“Yeah, baby. He’s gone.” He said hugging me harder

I cried more and my Dad tried to get me to stop but I couldn’t.

I just lost my best friend.

Chapter 2: Good Girl Gone Bad

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Ashlynn's POV.


"Mom!" I screamed while jumping up and down trying to pull on my jeans

"What?" I heard her ask from downstairs

"Where are my black stilettos?" I screamed again

I heard footsteps so she must be coming upstairs. A minute later her head pop into the doorway. She looked around then walked in.

She walked over to my dresser, and reached up to the edge where she pulled down one. How did it get up there? Oh well.

She then walks over to my bed, and gets down on one knee while moving her arm around under the bed.

A minute later she pulls out the other matching heel. Why do my shoes end up in the most crazy places?

"Here you go sweetheart." She says. While handing me the two shoes.

I grin sheepishly before kissing her cheek, thanking her.

I hop over to the bed, and sit down before pulling on the two shoes. I walk over to the mirror to check out my outfit.

I'm wearing some faded skinny blue jeans. A white tank-top with a black vest on top. A white bracelet that says 'I WUV U' in black, and a black bracelet that says 'ASH' in white, silver, and grey. I got them for my birthday last year.

Oh yeah that reminds me. I haven't introduced myself yet. Well I'm not going to sorry don't have enough of time..... KIDDING!

My name is Ashlynn McKenzie Thomas, and I am 5'3. I am NOT, I repeat, am NOT short. I'm fun sized. My hair is a fiery red, and goes down to the top of my butt. Hehe I said butt. I have shocking grey eyes with gold flecks in them. I have creamy golden skin, and I have curves in all the right places. Not to brag. I look over at the clock, and my eyes pop out. It's 7:15.

I run down the stairs, and into the kitchen. I grabbed a piece of toast. Before kissing mom on the cheek, and sprinting to the front door. I yell bye, and grab my keys off the stool by the door. I run outside where I see dad mowing the grass.

I wave goodbye before running into the garage, and over to my black and yellow motorcycle. I tie my hair up into a ponytail. Before putting on my ponytail, and putting on my helmet. I turn the engine on before pulling into the driveway

I cruise down our long drive way. Oh yeah forgot to mention that when I was 10 my dad got a job, and we moved out here to California. So now we live in this huge 7 story mansion, and I have about 10 or more different cars.

I pull up to the black gates at the end of our driveway. Before buzzing myself out. I speed down the road doing over 100 mph. I turn down the dirt path, my tires screeching from the speed, and drive until I get to the fork in the road.

I rev the engine. Before speeding down the left side. I gain a lot of speed before I see the ramp up ahead. I push as hard as I can before I'm soaring through the air, and over the gates of the school. Students stopping to stare in awe.

I turn the handles before I land, and end up parking perfectly in the first parking space. I cut the engine, and I get up before taking off my helmet. I pull out the ponytail, and shake my hair out. People gasp, and soon enough the parking lot is buzzing with the whispers of many people.

About yours truly.


Chapter 3: Ugly Teachers, Hot Guys, and Blushing Boys

I strutted into school with a small smirk playing on my lips.

“Who is she?”

“Is she new?” Asked a high pitch voice

Noooo. I’ve been here my life. Bimbo.

“She’s hot.” A guy to my left commented

I looked over at winked at him. He froze and turned bright red. I laughed and pushed the doors to the office open before walking in.

“Hey, I’m Ashlynn Thompson. I need my schedule.” I said in a bored tone

A really ugly lady looked up, “Oh, yes, the new girl. I’ll go get your schedule. You wait right there.”

Where the heck am I gonna go?! I need my schedule.

“Where am I gonna go?” I asked throwing my hands up in the air, “You know what? Don’t answer that question. Just go get my schedule. Make it quick too.”

She stared at me in shock, “You may NOT talk to me like that.”

“Just did.” I shrugged, “Now, go on little buddy. You can do. It’s just one piece of paper.”

Her mouth dropped to the floor when I shooed her away with my hand.

“Go.” I said with wide eyes

She glared before hitting a button on the phone. Who’s she calling?

“Yes, Principle Stewart. Can you please come out here?” Ugliness smirked at me

She called the effing principle! Who does that?! Don’t they know all my principles and I become besties?

I smirked back and crossed my arms over my chest, “Principles don’t scare me.”

Her smirked faltered a bit, “Hurry, please, Sir.”

She nodded and lifted her finger from the button, “The principle is coming.”

“I heard.” I nodded sarcastically, “Can I have my schedule now?” I asked impatiently

“What’s wrong her, Ms. Johnson?” A mans voice asked

I turned to it, “The problem is she won’t give me my effing schedule.”

“She is being rude. And I won’t tolerate it.” Ms. Johnson said standing up

“I’m a rude person. Deal with it.” I glared

“I will n-” Principle Stewart cut her off

“Enough. Just get her schedule. I’ll talk with her.” He rolled his eyes

Johnson huffed and walked into the back room.

“Thank you, God! She was so annoying.” I said staring at the ceiling, “And ugly.” I added with distaste

“You can not talk about staff that way.” Stewart said sternly

I turned to him, “Yes, I can.”

“No, you can’t. Unless you want detention for a month I suggest you stop.” He said giving me ‘The Look’ I was so used too

“I don’t feel like taking your suggestions. Sorry.” I smiled

He sighed heavily, “Great. Another ‘bad girl’.”

“I’m not a bad girl.” I glared, “I’m a…okay, I’m a bad girl.” I sighed

Stewart shook his head and walked away. I shrugged and turned around, waiting for ugliness to come back in.

She came back in with a scowl on her face, “Here.”

I grabbed it, “Thank you, Ugliness.”

Her mouth dropped to the floor again and I smirked, walking out. When I walked out of into the hallway, kids were roaming around.

I looked down at my schedule and saw that I had Math in room 204 first. Sighing, I started off to find room 204.

The bell rang and I groaned. I’m never going to find it!

“Need some help?” A voice chuckled behind me

I turned around and came face-to-chest with a really buff dude, “Yeah, do you know where room 204 is?”

He nodded, “That’s my class too. C’mon.”

We started walking in a totally different direction than I was going previously.

“How is your first day so far?” Dude asked

“Alright. I don’t like the secretary person. She’s ugly and…ugly. The principle and I are slowly becoming besties. How’s your day so far?” I smiled up at him

He laughed, “Not as fun as your’s. Mmmm, let’s see. Woke up, showered, got dressed, ate breakfast, came to school, broke up with my girlfriend, sat through FIVE antagonizing minutes of hearing how much a douche I was, got tired of it ad walked away, hung out with friends, then met you.”

“Nice story. Very long though. I have a short attention span sometimes. I only got half of that.” I said completely serious

“Too bad. I’m not saying it again.” He playfully glared

“Thank you!” I said gratefully

“I’m hurt. You didn’t like my story? I though is was good.” He frowned

I shook my head, “It was horrible. I was only in it for, like, a second.”

He laughed, “You’re cool. What’s your name?”

“Ashlynn, Ash for short. Yours?”

“Sean.” He smiled and opened the classroom door, motioning me in

“Thanks.” I smiled and walked in

“You’re late.” The teacher commented

“Really?! I thought I was early!” I gasped with wide eyes

The class laughed quietly as the teacher glared.

“Sit down, Ms…” He trailed off

“Ash. Ms. Ash.” I smiled and skipped to a table that was occupied by a bunch of boys, Sean among them

As I sat down everyone turned to me.

“Turn around!” I yelled moving my finger in a circle

“Who the eff do you think you are?!” A blonde bimbo screeched standing up

I stood up too, “Ashlynn McKenzie Thompson. In the flesh.” I bowed over dramatically

All the guys around me laughed.

“Told you she was cool.” Sean chuckled

“Silence!” The teacher yelled

The class fell silent.

“Don’t you know it’s rude to yell at people?” I asked putting a hand on my hip

The teacher glared at me, “Sit down.”

“I don’t take orders.” I stated

“Start taking them.”

“I’m good.” I smiled, “Now, I’m going to sit down. But only because I want too.”

I slowly