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    It Takes Time – (Chapter: Chapter 3)

    "Sooo this is my room, make yourself comfortable im just gonna go get us some drinks and snacks we will get pizza later just something to get us through, What drink do you want we pretty much have everything" she asks smiling.

    "Umm Pepsi is fine if you have it" i say

    "Of course we do it’s my favourite i couldn’t go a day without it" she says smiling "I’ll just be a minute" she says looking at me before she leaves the room.

     I decide to take this opportunity to change into some sweat pants and a tank top taking up Ashley’s invitation to make myself more comfortable. Once i change i notice Ash isn’t back yet so i walk over to her picture wall and take a look. I notice the red head is on most of the photo’s she must be her best friend they look very close. Wait maybe its her girlfriend. "Nah she’s not into girls" i say to myself.

    "Huh did you say something?” Ashley asks from behind me, i quickly turn to her startled by her sudden appearance.

    "You have a lot of pictures" i say trying to make up something on the spot, lame i know but come on you try to think of something when your on the spot.

    "Oh yeah i do i like to look at them now and again when i miss home you know comforts me a little bit" she says looking kind of sad

    "Oh i see, do you miss it a lot?" i ask interested if it makes her sad i want to make it better if i can.

    "Sometimes, more so when i first got here it was a huge change for me moving from everything i knew and everything that i had dealt with there it was weird at first but hey im making progress" she says looking up and smiling at me towards the end of her sentence.

    "Yeah i was the same when i first got here i had just got all comfortable and happy with all of my friends and whoosh my mom decided we had to move it was soo lame and i hated it here for about the first 2 months well until i met you if im honest, i feel we could be good friends ash" I say surprised by my own honesty.

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