Ashley’s POV:

I was running late to class, as usual. For some reason I was trying to get my books out of my locker. Not that I planned on using them. They could burst into flames for all I

cared. Some girl was behind me being a pest and asking questions, but I barely paid any attention. I didn’t care about anyone in this place. I was balancing my coffee on a stack

of books when some blonde I didn’t recognize bumped me and made me spill coffee all over my arms.

Ashley: “ OWWW, DAMN!”
Blonde girl: “God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
Ashley: “Who cares what you meant. You always have to create a disaster everywhere you go?”
Blonde girl: “What is your problem? I’m just trying to find my way around here.”
Ashley: “You and everyone else in this place.”

It wasn’t until then that I realized who I had been yelling at. She was probably the most beautiful, yet innocent looking girl I had ever laid eyes on. Her gorgeous blue eyes

looked back at me in shock. As if to say ‘how could someone be so mean?‘ I snapped back to reality & was completely embarrassed for the way I had treated her. I walked away as

quickly as I could to hide my shame.

For the rest of the day I of course didn’t pay attention in my classes.  My mind kept wandering to that girl and her horrified expression, thanks to me. I don’t know why it

bothered me so much. It’s not like I was a sweet little princess to everyone else, but for some reason I wanted to comfort her when I saw how sad I made her look. I tried to

forget about her and make it through Hell… I mean school.

The final bell rang and I nearly jumped out of my seat. I was ready to get out of here. I was fighting through a crowd of students on my way to my car when I saw the beautiful

blonde entering the gym. God, I hope she isn’t a cheerbitch. I have a history of not getting along with those.

I slowly followed her inside and watched her sitting on the bleachers. She didn’t look like she had anything else better to do, so I figured I could clear my conscience and make