Blondie Brownie

#nineteen#

"Are we there yet?"

"No." 

"Tell me where we're going?"

"No."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Fine," He grumbled, "But I'm going to try to guess."

Ashley rolled her eyes, "By all means." 

"Is it downtown?'

"No."

"I don't know why you don't take me downtown." He said, "Like you've got anywhere better to be." 

Ashley blinked. "What?"

"Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good tease."

Ashley was thoroughly confused. "What are you doing-?"

"I'm only counting on your cancellation." He looked at her, pouting adorably.

"I should be counting on you at my door."

Ashley shook her head, "Is this some drama club thing?" 

"Did you forget about how we ran around?" He asked, looking offended.

"I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore." 

He looked at her with a 'give me an answer, lady' look gracing his face.

"I don't know what that was." Ashley said, "Frankly speaking, I don't think I want to know. All you need to know is you're not going to get to go downtown, and I do have somewhere better to be. For example, my bed."

She was lying. She didn't want to go home.

Marcus shook his head, pouting. "Fine," He grumbled, "'Are we there yet?"

"As a matter of fact," Ashley said as she pulled into to curb, "We are." 

One Shot Comp deadline tomorrow guize.