Steal His Girl

8

   I took a small sip out of my iced coffee with my phone in hand. I sat on the carpet floor beside Mara in the back room of dance. I was browsing through amazon for something new to order.

   Maybe something new for my phone. New case? Nope, I have way too many of those. Headphones? I already have two pairs.

Hmmm...

    Maybe.. a pop socket! Yes, that's what I need. My hands are pretty small. Way too small for the size of my phone.

   I always drop it and pretty soon it'll most likely crack. A pop socket, or a phone grip, would help me keep my phone from flying across the room.

With my luck it'd end up shattered either way so it wouldn't really make a difference.

"Ashley what are you doing now?" Mara asked leaning over my shoulder. She rested her chin on my shoulder as I pressed on a light blue pop socket.

Hmmm... only twenty bucks.

Not bad.

"I wanna buy this." I answered pointing to the circular object on the screen.

"You always want something. I swear your so needy." Mara rolled her eyes jokingly. We both laughed at her comment.

She's actually right but oh well.

"It's so cute though, I mean look at it."

"You don't need that ashley." She tried to reason.

"Uh.. yes I do." I replied.

"For what?" She asked getting up placing a hand on her hip with a raised eyebrow.

" I just need it ok?" Said looking back at my phone.

"Alright ashley." Mara bent over smoothing her medium length blonde hair into a high ponytail. "We have 5 minutes till hip hop, are you gonna get up or what?"

I looked at the time, getting up from my spot on the floor. I began to look for my black and white nikes which I remember bringing with me. I picked up coats and and bags just in case they were underneath.

Nothing.

I turned around in a full circle before questioning whether or not I brought them with me.

"Are you okay over there?" Mara asked tying her laces.

"I can't find my shoes." I kept looking all around the room but I couldn't find them anywhere. "Can you help me?"

I bent down to look underneath the benches.

"Yeah hold on." She answered walking around the room. "They're over here stupid."

Well that didn't take her very long.

"What? Where?" I quickly got up completely forgetting there was a wooden bench right above my head. My head slammed up against the wood as I tried standing up. "Ow!"

Mara just laughed at me as I put a hand over the injured spot. "Oh my god are you okay?" She asked laughing hysterically at me. I have to admit that was actually pretty funny. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

The door to the studio opened and little girls filled the back room. I was still on the floor with a bruised forehead and Mara was still dying on the floor. Both her arms wrapped around her stomach and girls practically stepping all over her.

"Mara I need my shoes." I chuckled standing up. We're both up at this point and I tried to make my way to her but it was a little crowded.

"Back up." I was a little confused but I went back against the wall. "Go long!!"

I didn't know what was going on until Mara lunged, throwing the sneakers at full force right at me. It wasn't until I got hit in the face that I was aware of what just happened. "What the heck!"

She just stood there laughing at me. I rubbed the spot I got hit once again and I was a little annoyed but I couldn't help but laugh at how funny that must have looked.

Wow today is not my day.

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I'm so exhausted. Dance is literally the most tiring thing ever. It's fun and all but class after class after class tends to be a little tiring.

As soon as I got home I slumped on my living room couch with my phone in hand yet again. Why aren't you surprised?

  I think we can all agree that I'm pretty much glued to it. Anyhow.. don't think I haven't been thinking about Friday.

   I'm still so confused because I haven't even known Andrew that long. I mean let me know if I'm wrong but a week and a half isn't much at all.

Am I right?

He doesn't have the right to come into my business and cause problems that I don't need. Starting fights with my boyfriend and hitting on me is pointless and annoying.

It's impossible for him to like me. I mean it's crazy, he barely knows me. Maybe his personality is just like that. Maybe he's just a natural pain in the butt.

Hmm.. that's a possibility.

I'm not looking forward to school tomorrow in the least. The last thing I want to do is have to sit in a seat next him for 80 minutes. It's ok though because, I won't talk to him. I'll just ignore him and it'll be fine.

That's what I'll do.

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