[b]“I hope you're not weirded out by any of this, or, um... you know.”[/b]

"Of course not. It's really nice actually," Ashely admitted. "It's not every day that a pretty girl invites me to have food. It is usually questionable men I get attention from and..." She shivered and seemed to suddenly have goosebumps on her arms. "The blue glow stick... I'm bi, but the men around me make me want to be completely and 100 percent..." She lowered her voice when an old couple passed them. They looked at the two girls longer than normal as if they recognized one of them. When they were gone, she looked back at Charlotte. "Anyways... now I'm rambling."

She took the offered straw from the brunette and took a huge gulp of the carbonated soft drink, letting out a refreshed sigh. She did not drink soda very often. It was another one of those things her parents said was a huge no-no. It was bad for you. Blah-de-blah blah blah.

[b]“What you said, about having someone like that in your life... don't you have anyone like that?”[/b]

Ashely blushed. "Well... not really. I mean I have some friends, but not any "real" friends. I mean, I don't believe I could tell them about this club or the blue glow stick, if you know what I mean. My parents are super rich and want everything to be just right and perfect, including me. It was kind of a stressing environment to be in growing up because I never felt like I could just be myself and I still don't."

"If my mom knew I was drinking this sprite or ordering Chinese food, she would nag at me for days about all the weight I'm going to gain." Ashely looked down at the table, absentmindedly drawing circles in the condensation that was coming off her drink cup.