Ashley is fit to bursting

With a lifetime of hearty disappointments and missed opportunities, it is a spectacular turn of fortune when some immense piece of news that could only aid you falls right into your lap. At this moment, I am practically giddy. Bouncing in my car seat with the overt enjoyment and prospect of how and when to use this perfect little seemingly innocuous shred of personal information.

Oh, that bug-eyed freak Wylan is right, God works in mysterious ways.

My plan is starting to formulate in my head but unfortunately it is starting to come together as most things do. All these perfect things are swimming around my thick skull but nothing is clicking. I am using the cardinal rules of any good con artist though, most important is getting the mark to trust you. Also whatever you are trying to sell them you have to believe in wholeheartedly yourself. I must believe that I can actually like that stupid blonde bitch and become her friend. From there, I have no idea where to take it.

This is why I am rushing home to see my sister Kyla who always, despite her air-headedness, can ground my thoughts into a cohesive plan.

After slamming my car into park and leaping across the lawn and throwing into the front door, I rush up my front stairs two at a time. Knowing the way my brain functions I was afraid that I would lose all the detail of what I had just witnessed, but it completely slipped out of head when I opened my sister’s door without knocking.

“W.T.F. Melvin! What the hell are you doing in my room?” My eyes were snapped tightly shut my hand still frozen on the doorknob but I was imagining Aiden’s face a look of dumb apology.

“I’m standing in the middle of it with no pants…?” He offered as if unsure how to broach the awkward subject.

“Right.” I stated simply, waiting to see how he would correct the situation.

“So I should like put some clothes on.” Then I heard him quickly rush around the room scrambling to gather, what I hoped, were his clothes. I felt him rush past me and I knew it was safe then to open my eyes and when I did they locked with an amused Kyla laying on her bed thankfully fully clothed.