I shrug off what just happened. Of all the days he chose this one to come home early. As I make my way over to the dining room I hear everyone laughing and talking. I take the open seat next to Spencer and grab a slice of pizza.

“What did your dad want Ash?” Spencer asked curiously.

“Yeah, we heard yelling” Stacey added before I could answer. I looked over to Abbey to see what she could think of fro me to say but she just shrugged.

“Umm.. He was just pissed that I didn’t make track” I said with a shrug, it’s kind of a lie I never tried out for track…

“Oh, I didn’t know you tried out” Spencer said.

“I didn’t that’s why he’s pissed at me. Like all the family in his generation were runners and I am not a runner, so I didn’t think there was a point in trying out” I said with a shrug and I ate a bite of my pizza. Ok so that’s not entirely a lie… Everyone on my dad’s side ran so…

“Oh, that’s stinks. But you did make Volleyball right?” Abbey added.

“Yeah, course I did. The coach loved my serve.” I said with a grin and I sipped my soda.

“Well at least you have that to fall back on” Spencer said nodding.

“Yup, and you got softball, and swimming” I said to her.

“Yeah, you two got your sports and me and Stacey got choir” Stacey and I, duh, I know that and I don’t even have English yet.

“Speaking of singing, Ashley, you should join!” Stacey announced from the opposing side of the table.

“Nooo! I will never join your little church choir thingy.” I protested.

“But you can sing, and it’s not in church, besides what are you afraid of?” Abbey asked. People…

“I can’t sing in front of people” I said softly, and ate more of my pizza.

“Yeah you can, you sing in front of us” Abbey said.

“It’s different with you, and can we not fight anymore, I’m tired of it.” After that was said they dropped it and continued eating