Music-waves moved through the air above a teenage girl's sleeping body. The bed was tosseled and the black comforter was about to fall off the twin-sized bed any second. Bags from previous shopping trips littered the floor along with clothes, books, CDs, and multiple pairs of shoes. It was the same for every piece of furniture.
The annoying, surprisingly loud alarm sounded above the girl's head. She moved quickly to turn it off and turn the music louder. Her black painted toes and the rest of the connected feet cautiously hit the ground. On her way to the closet, like every morning, she threw her shirt onto the mess of a bed.
She decided on her Converse boots, the Converse shoe except it goes up almost to the knee, black cotton skirt, and a white shirt with many little black designs. On her right wrist she wore many rubber black bracelets and on the left was a thick, black leather, Fender guy's watch.
This girl had platnium blonde hair with a chunk of black in bangs(medium-length, layered), midnight blue eyes, hourglass body, 5'6", five piercing on right ear, three on left ear, snakebite with chain connecting, belly button pierced, and pinstripe tattoo on lower back.
Her quick feet carried her downstairs to the kitchen where a bowl of cereal was waiting on the bar. Time was running by fast so she took big bites. Then someone slapped her lower back where the tattoo was. "Hey!" she yelled.
"Hey, Ashley," said her eight year older brother, David. "David, while you're here please don't be an annoying brother every second." Ashley went back to her cereal. "Awww, that takes the fun out of it,"David said, smiling.
"Gothic girl, keep the monster within." Ashley growled louder. "Kids, calm down," Daniel, their dad, said coming into the room. Next moment Ashley's phone started playing 'Crawling' by Linkin Park from her backpack in the chair next to her.
"Morning, Zoey," She greeted her best friend. There was a second pause then, "Oh, really? How back?" Another second pause. "Okay, well thanks for telling me and I hope you get through it...bye." Ashley closed the phone and went back to her cereal.
"What was that about?" Daniel asked. "Zoey was telling me there's a wreck on the road I usually take." "Will it take you any slower to go the other way?" Ashley shook her head. "No. The only reason I take the other is it's prettier."
Ashley looked at her watch. "Speaking of which, I need to go." She got up and hugged her dad and brother. "Bye, love you," she called on her way out.
Her car was a black, Chevy Camari Z24. Music blasted as the wheels rolled easily over the road. While at a stop light, Ashley turned her phone to silent after reading a text from her other best friend, Elva.
The roar of the engine turned off and Ashley got out of the car swinging her shoulder bag on. A girl with short, spiked, black hair ran towards her. The girl was model skinny wearing a black t-shirt, skinny jeans, four belts, and checkered slip-on Vans. Five piercings on both ears, snakebite, and nose stud.
Ashley smiled and met the girl in a short hug. "You look happy this morning, Elva," Ashley said looking over her "sister's" feautures. Elva shrugged and said, "I got to go shopping yesterday. Oh, I bought a shirt that's a little too big on me, do you want it?" "What does it look like?"
"It's blue or purple with a cat flying a kite," Elva semi-strained to remember. Ashley laughed at her face and the vision she got of the shirt. "Sure." "Where's Zoey?" Elva asked, curious as always. "She got stuck in traffic from a wreck. She said they're cleaning up pretty fast though," Ashley reported.
They walked through the main doors of the school and started chatting with some of their other friends. Zoey showed up not long after. Homebase was the normal chatter and failed attempts of caring about what the principle said. Zoey, Elva, Ashley, and their group drew, wrote, and talked.
First period went by slowly as Ashley tried very hard to listen to her DNA Science teacher. She was absent-minded-ly drawing little random symbols. When she looked down, her paper had skull and cross bones, music notes, little hearts, and many other symbols. Thankfully she had written notes on what the teacher had said too.
Next class was even worse, Algebra II Honors. Ashley never liked math and none of her good friends were in the class. About halfway through the class the lunch hour began. Ashley sprang to her feet as the teacher said the words, "Okay, get out of here."
Lunch was loud and entertainfull. Since the food was so unbearably gross they moved it along to make shapes and faces. Elva drew faces on the sporks. Some of Ashley’s perverted jock guy friends went over to the table made a few comments then left.
Band was next for almost all of them. Elva was percussion, Ashley was clarinet, and Zoey was flute. Concert music was murdered by the rock listeners but they knew it’d work out somehow in the end. When the bell rang a few groups stayed together.
Ashley stumbled into her house and ran up the stairs. She threw off her skirt, shirt, and shoes so she could replace them with a black T-shirt that said ‘Ashley’s Groupie’ and cut Capri black sweatpants. After words she set her clock and fell on the bed.
At four fifteen, the beeping sound awoke Ashley out of her deep sleep. Until five thirty Ashley only stopped working on homework to order and go downstairs to retrieve her pizza. Ashley’s head and hand raced along the notebook paper.
At five thirty-five she grabbed her purse and ran out the door. The drive was slow, especially because Ashley was impatient anyway. She was heading for marching band practice, the one out of two places she felt she belonged. It was a sad fact but Ashley loved being unique.
The night was full of cleaning up sets and music. Everyone was tired, sweaty, and thirsty. The night was painfully humid and the sky was lit up randomly by cloud to cloud lightning. Thankfully due to that the band director called it a night earlier than normal.
Ashley stayed a little longer to talk to her friends and comfort one of them because of a death of a friend. She stumbled into the house, walked into her room, and started IMing her far away friends. Afterwards, Ashley fell asleep to her "Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring" CD. No dream came to her in the night.
At four o’clock in the morning Ashley awoke. She gathered her bag with her towel and change of clothes and climbed out her window, quietly. She walked to her favorite swimming location; a lake less than two miles away. She took off her clothes to reveal her black bikini and bunch of jewelry.
Her foot with the toe ring and anklet went into the crystal clear water. Soon after her whole body was floating. Her hair floated around her head like a halo. No troubles were here for her, just calm. The moonlight fell on her face.
"You look like a vampire in the moonlight," said a male’s voice not far away. Ashley looked around quickly to find a teenage male standing at on the nearest bank with his shirt off and eight pack showing. He was tall, black or brown hair, torn jeans, Harley Davidson boots, and holding a black shirt.
Ashley did what any sensible person would do, dived and swam the opposite direction. She couldn’t hear him yelling to her. When she came up for air she saw that he had come in the water and advancing…fast.
Few minutes later they were on land and running through the forest. "Please, wait!" the guy yelled sounding helpless. Ashley calculated the distance and it turned out he was far enough away so she stopped and turned around. He stopped as well.
"I’m in football and I don’t think I’ve ever ran as far as I just did," the guy said as he took a few steps. "You move any closer, I’ll run more," Ashley told him in a threatening voice.
He froze in mid-step. "I promise you, I don't want to hurt you. I just moved here and you...just looked so beautiful in the the moonlight." "What's your name?" Ashley asked. "Brian. Brian Silver."
His voice was soft but cold, almost like death. Ashley wondered if it scared anyone before her. She then realized that she was still in her bathing suit. "Just a moment, I need to change out of this bathing suit. Do not move," she ordered and went away but not for long.
When Ashley came back she was in a strapless black dress with a ribbon criss-crossed in front. Her bare feet enjoyed the dew on the grass. "Wow," Brian said looking her up and down. Ashley crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "You don't even know me and you're trying to flatter me. Are you trying to get a one night stand with me?"
"I'm not that kind of guy," Brian said his jaw tightening with anger. "I did not mean to upset you." Ashley went up to him, put her hand on his cheek, and pulled herself up on her toes so she could put her cheek against his. He wrapped his arms around her waist as an attempt to keep her there.
They both closed their eyes and Brian smelled Ashley's peony scented hair. "Your face is as soft as a rose pedal," Brian whispered. Ashley smiled slightly and whispered, "And your's is a smooth and cold as a statue of ice."
Brian looked over that and started kissing along her jawbone. Ashley's other hand found his face and enjoyed the feel of his soft, cold lips. He stopped right before the start of Ashley's lips. Her heart was beating hard against her chest. She was thinking, "Kiss me! Kiss me da** it! Kiss me!"
Brian took her face in his hands looking straight into her gray eyes. And before Ashley knew what was happening, those soft, cold lips were pushing against her's.
Ashley prayed that Brian couldn't hear her heartbeating. But after she recovered, her flower pedal lips pushed against the ice-cubes. Brian sucked in a huge breath of air and left his lips open for Ashley.
Since her mind was no longer in the moment, Ashley opened her lips and at the same time they stuck their tongues in the other's mouth. Her hands tangled in his soft hair. Finally, her mind returned to the present and was yelling at her.
Then in the distance, church bells rang the five o'clock hour. Ashley's eyes fell open to the sound and she too quickly came out of the kiss. Then she ran and ran for home wishing she had more time. The wind raced in her face as her bare feet sped across the green grass.
The beeping alarm sounded and Ashley turned it off. Suddenly she remembered last night and had a craving to be back in his arms. She dressed in straight light jeans, studded belt, total black Converses, black T-shirt that said "XO much love XO", and a black sweatshirt jacket with fur on the hood's rim. Breakfast went by quickly and loudly since everyone was in a good mood.
She drove to school in a half-asleep state of mind. But she still see, hear, and react to what was going on around her. She couldn't get the feeling of his lips and tongue out of her head, not to mention how her stomach had butterflies.
When she got out of the car she greeted Elva and Zoey but there was someone else in the background. She turned to her friends and said, "I'll be right back." And ran after him. "Brian!" she called. He turned around...there he was.
It took him a moment but then he burst into a heart breaking smile.
He gave her a hug and picked her up, popping her back three times in the process. Then just as quickly as it came, Brian stopped smiling and said, "Why'd you run away last night?" Ashley looked into his eyes and said, "I had snuck out of my home and my dad checks on me every morning at five fifteen. I'm really sorry, I didn't want to go." "I didn't want you to go," Brian whispered so only Ashley could hear.
They just smiled then Elva and Zoey walked up. "Oh, hey," Ashley turned to them then turned back to Brian. "Brian, this is Elva and Zoey. Elva and Zoey, this is Brian, he just moved here." They exchanged hello's and then walked together into the school as the bell rang.
The day went by quite eventfully for Ashley. She and Brian had almost every class together and they passed notes with questions about one another that you would ask when you're bored and making a new...then it accured to them, what were they going to be because they kissed.