1. Introducing – Ashley

“Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?”

Ughhh. Stupid radio. I shut my alarm off, annoyed by the voice of the stupid Pussycat Dolls. It was 7 o’clock in the morning, time for me to be getting up. Yeah, I probably should, I thought.

“Ashleeey, get up!” Okay, now I really had to.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I groaned, as if somebody could hear me.

It took 10 minutes until I finally came into the kitchen, still in my top and PJ pants. What can I say? I was not a morning person. That’s the first thing you should know about me.

Secondly, do not talk to me in the morning.

“Ashley, we have to be at school in 20 minutes. I have a test, remember?!” My sister looked at me and I knew she was pissed. I knew this look very well. You know, that kind of look somebody gives you when they’re mad.

“I’m sorry Ky, give me 10 mins and I’ll be ready.” I rushed out of the kitchen to get dressed.

Yeah, that’s me. I can be a rebel, but when is Kyla mad at me, I’m like a docile puppy. No kidding.

I got dressed quite fast, which I’m glad about ‘cause Kyla would kill me if she wasn’t at school early. I’d never understand how she could love high school. Okay, maybe I could. She had her friends, many friends actually and I…well, I had nobody. Alright, I’m lying. I had her and…Aiden.

Now, about Aiden. Well, he’d been my best friend since…forever. We used to date for a while, but then we both realized that we were happier as friends. He told me a big secret about him later. Yeah, he’s gay. And I’m gay too, by the way. What a couple, huh? Anyway, maybe we realized it too late, because…

“Where is Amy?“ Kyla interrupted my thoughts, as usual.

“She stayed at Aiden‘s place yesterday. His parents will take care of her during school,“ I said, searching for the keys to my brand new convertible.

“You really need a babysitter.” Oh no, not again, please.

“Kyla, we talked about it. I don’t need any babysitter. I have you, Mom, Aiden, and his parents. That‘s enough, don‘t you think?“

She shook her dark head. “No, not really. You should hang out and do stuff everyone else does. Have fun, you know.”

God, not again. “I do have fun.“ Damn, where were those stupid keys?!

“Yeah? So tell me about your ‘fun.’”

I found them! “Come on Ky, we don’t have time.“

She looked at her clock and she knew I was right. She glared at me. “We are not done,” she replied, and then just walked out of the kitchen.

Well, yes. I had a two-year-old daughter. Actually, I had a daughter with my best friend, who just happened to be gay like me.

My name is Ashley Davies. Welcome to my life.