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    Savin Me From Me – (Chapter: Who Are You?)

    Chapter 3: Who are You?

    Ashley wakes up to the sun beaming in her eyes. ‘Fuckin’ hate my life.’ she thinks, rolling over and pulling the covers over her head.

    “Ashley!” Ashley groans loudly. ‘Ah hell, what does she want?’  Ashley ignores her sister, pretending she didn’t hear her. Kyla bursts through the door.

    “Ashley! Get up! I need a ride to school. And I’m makin’ you go to school, so come on.” Kyla says, going to Ashley’s closet. Ashley looks out from under the covers in time to see Kyla walking into her closet.

    “Uh, Kyla? What you doin’? She asks.

    “What does it look like I’m doin’? I’m getting ready for school.”

    “Uh, why in my closet? I’m pretty sure you got your own closet. With your own clothes. Ringin’ any bells for ya?” Ashley states with an annoyed, yet amused look on her face.

    “So?”

    “Um… Go.” Ashley says with a glare. Kyla just rolls her eyes.

    “Whatever. You’re still drivin’ me to school.” She says walking out the room.

    “Love you, too!” Ashley yells to Kyla’s retreating back. ‘She is such a trip.’ Getting up from the bed, Ashley walks over to her closet in search of clothes. ‘Ok, what to wear?’ After searching for ten minutes, she decides on  a rock band t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and blue and white Converse.  Her hair is left down over her shoulders, her red bangs covering her right eye. She makes her way down the stairs, seeing Kyla waiting at the door, tapping her foot on the floor impatiently.

    “Approach with caution, over.” Ashley says loud enough for Kyla to hear.

    “Haha. You think you’re so funny. Come on! We’re gonna  be late.” Kyla says, a little whine in her voice.

    “Would you like some cheese with that whine?” Ashley asks, laughter in her voice.

    “Ash! Come on!” Kyla grabs Ashley’s arm dragging her to the car.

    “Alright, Alright. Chill! I need my keys.”

    “Got’em. Now let’s go.” Ashley just rolls her eyes.

    “Calm down, girly. We’re goin’”

    “GIRLY! Well, excuse me…” Ashley just turns her out as she puts the key into the ignition and starts the car. She turns the radio on and Caught Myself by Paramore blasts from the speakers. Putting the car into drive, Ashley peels out of the driveway towards the school. ‘This is gonna be an interesting day’ Little does she know how interesting a day it would be.

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