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I added silently.
The practice went by quickly and the game felt even quicker. They won by one field goal, making the entire crowd roar. I don't know how or when, but at some point during the game, Andy found me in the crowd and blew me a kiss when the team won. I just smiled and blew one back. Lindsey kept nudging me with her elbow singing 'Andy and Ashley sitting in a tree. . .”
After the game, Andy called to invite Lindsey, Bryan and me to a beach party; the players were celebrating the victory. I agreed but told him we had to go home and change first.
At my house, I lent Lindsey a dress that she loved. I slipped on skinny jeans and a tank top. Bryan had driven himself home to change and decided to meet us at the beach. We got there at about the same time. Lindsey and Bryan walked hand in hand while I looked around for Andy. Then I found him, I had a moment of clarity in my mind. He was with friends his age sitting around a fire, drinking a beer and laughing.
I looked on and realized that I couldn't see myself fitting in there. He needed somebody his own age, that didn't have my past, someone who could actually be around him when he drank. He should have somebody who was more mature than me, a person who wouldn't aim footballs at people's private parts. Andy required a girlfriend who simply wasn't me.
I quickly turned to Lindsey, almost panicking. "I have to go. I can't be here.” I looked at Bryan. "Can you drive her home?" I asked quickly.
He nodded and Lindsey asked, "What happened? What's wrong Ashley?" I just shook my head and ran to my car.
I felt vaguely bad for ditching Andy, but we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend. I was only doing him a favor, so he could be happy.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Andy's POV
I was sitting around the fire with some of my friends, anxiously waiting for Ashley to show up so I could introduce her to them. I drank sprite tonight, knowing how uncomfortable it made Ashley the last time I had a beer.
My buddy, Tim, had just told a funny joke when I felt somebody tap my back. I spun around to see Lindsey. Quickly I looked around for Ashley, a little confused when I couldn't see her. "Where's Ashley?" I asked.
Lindsey had a confused but pained look on her face. "I don't know what happened. One second she was fine, and the next she was running, saying she couldn't be here.” She said in a daze, as though she couldn't really figure out what had happened.
"What do you mean she was running? Where'd she go?" I asked immediately.
Lindsey pointed down the highway. I could just barely see Ashley’s figure running to her car. I bolted after her. I might have made it to her too, if only everybody hadn't been stopping me to tell me how good of a job I did at the game. "ASHLEY!" I yelled.
I saw her twist her head right before she opened her car door. She just shook it and climbed in, driving away moments later.
'What the hell just happened?' I asked myself, running my hand through my hair, deciding what I needed to do.
I turned around to find Lindsey and Bryan standing there. I walked up to them. "Do you guys have any idea why she left?" I asked slowly.
Lindsey just shook her head, close to tears. Bryan bit the inside of his cheek. "I don't know exactly what happened. One second she was fine, looking for you. Then she found you and her face just looked like she realized something. I don't know what she realized. I think it made her mind up and hurt her at the same time." He said, shaking his head to get his thoughts in order.
"What the hell?" I growled to myself. I hated it that she wouldn't talk to me about these things. I'd talked to her about running away, but she can't help herself. I called her phone.
After a few rings, I was sure it would go to voicemail. Instead, I heard her voice. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Where are you? I'll meet you there." I told her quickly.
"You can't follow me, Andy." She told me softly.
I growled. "God
The practice went by quickly and the game felt even quicker. They won by one field goal, making the entire crowd roar. I don't know how or when, but at some point during the game, Andy found me in the crowd and blew me a kiss when the team won. I just smiled and blew one back. Lindsey kept nudging me with her elbow singing 'Andy and Ashley sitting in a tree. . .”
After the game, Andy called to invite Lindsey, Bryan and me to a beach party; the players were celebrating the victory. I agreed but told him we had to go home and change first.
At my house, I lent Lindsey a dress that she loved. I slipped on skinny jeans and a tank top. Bryan had driven himself home to change and decided to meet us at the beach. We got there at about the same time. Lindsey and Bryan walked hand in hand while I looked around for Andy. Then I found him, I had a moment of clarity in my mind. He was with friends his age sitting around a fire, drinking a beer and laughing.
I looked on and realized that I couldn't see myself fitting in there. He needed somebody his own age, that didn't have my past, someone who could actually be around him when he drank. He should have somebody who was more mature than me, a person who wouldn't aim footballs at people's private parts. Andy required a girlfriend who simply wasn't me.
I quickly turned to Lindsey, almost panicking. "I have to go. I can't be here.” I looked at Bryan. "Can you drive her home?" I asked quickly.
He nodded and Lindsey asked, "What happened? What's wrong Ashley?" I just shook my head and ran to my car.
I felt vaguely bad for ditching Andy, but we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend. I was only doing him a favor, so he could be happy.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Andy's POV
I was sitting around the fire with some of my friends, anxiously waiting for Ashley to show up so I could introduce her to them. I drank sprite tonight, knowing how uncomfortable it made Ashley the last time I had a beer.
My buddy, Tim, had just told a funny joke when I felt somebody tap my back. I spun around to see Lindsey. Quickly I looked around for Ashley, a little confused when I couldn't see her. "Where's Ashley?" I asked.
Lindsey had a confused but pained look on her face. "I don't know what happened. One second she was fine, and the next she was running, saying she couldn't be here.” She said in a daze, as though she couldn't really figure out what had happened.
"What do you mean she was running? Where'd she go?" I asked immediately.
Lindsey pointed down the highway. I could just barely see Ashley’s figure running to her car. I bolted after her. I might have made it to her too, if only everybody hadn't been stopping me to tell me how good of a job I did at the game. "ASHLEY!" I yelled.
I saw her twist her head right before she opened her car door. She just shook it and climbed in, driving away moments later.
'What the hell just happened?' I asked myself, running my hand through my hair, deciding what I needed to do.
I turned around to find Lindsey and Bryan standing there. I walked up to them. "Do you guys have any idea why she left?" I asked slowly.
Lindsey just shook her head, close to tears. Bryan bit the inside of his cheek. "I don't know exactly what happened. One second she was fine, looking for you. Then she found you and her face just looked like she realized something. I don't know what she realized. I think it made her mind up and hurt her at the same time." He said, shaking his head to get his thoughts in order.
"What the hell?" I growled to myself. I hated it that she wouldn't talk to me about these things. I'd talked to her about running away, but she can't help herself. I called her phone.
After a few rings, I was sure it would go to voicemail. Instead, I heard her voice. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
"Where are you? I'll meet you there." I told her quickly.
"You can't follow me, Andy." She told me softly.
I growled. "God
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