Ashley Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

Chapter 26 Ashley had an upbeat song in the background that made her feel like a foreign princess as she ran down the halls in a billowing red gown Ian had provided. Louis delivered it to her with a wink and she was obsessed with it. Her footsteps matched the tempo of the song as she slid down the library’s round staircase, singing along as the material flowed behind her. Chloe and Christopher would be there in an hour, so she had one hour to get up to her best shenanigans.

“I do try, sweetheart.” She stepped in close. “Not tonight.” Ace’s grin died. Heat replaced it. Ashley turned away from all of them, letting them take in the sight of her hair falling down her back, her shoulders tight with command. “You want me?” she asked quietly. Four voices answered at once. “Yes.” “Always.” “You know I do.” “Ashley—” She lifted a hand. Silence. The power rushing through her was dizzying, addictive and electric. She looked over her shoulder, eyes glimmering.

Ashley was looking so hot and beautiful, but Damon couldn't, so he was trying to control his urges. "Yeah, you look amazing, boy! But I guess you should try something in black, as Damon has also chosen black. Right, Damon?" James asked. "Hmmm...l agree! Baby, try the peach one!" Ashley agreed, and she went in for another trial. After a few minutes, Ashley came wearing a peach dress; she looked like an angel fallen from heaven. "This is perfect! Done!! This one is perfect for you! You look so fucking hot." Damon said it excitedly like a kid, and Ashley giggled.

"Not until she gives us a show. Show us how you sounded with Lexter and then you can go." And they started cheering. Like they were at a game waiting for a score. "You humiliate me in the library, then you crawl into my boyfriend's pool and start making out with him like you belong there?" Ashley laughed brutally. "Oh Four-Eyes, you are going to give us an encore." Ashley kept advancing. Sloane kept retreating. "Go on. We want to hear it." "Please," Sloane whispered. "Maybe she needs help!" Styles shouted. "Oh touch me, Lexter!," Ashley mimicked in a high breathless voice. "Please, Lexter. Oh right there."

It was a big failure. ************** Ashley was snoring slightly when her phone rang but she didn't get it quickly that it was ringing simply because she was having a fantastic dream until she groaned and reached out for it. Seeing the name, she pulled herself up from bed and yawned. She stretched herself and answered the call "Hey, Alex. What's up...?" "Why haven't you been answering my calls?" He sounded annoyed and frustrated as well. Ashley could hear his rough breathing so she frowned. Was he in some kind of trouble again or what was this about?

’ Ashley thought with hatred forming in her head. “Gina Lee. A pleasure to meet you here. I’m Helen Ross, a designer at Sapphire Group.” Hearing Helen’s sweet voice made Ashley grit her teeth and formed her hand into a fist. She was trying her best not to set Helen on fire. “Oh my! You must be the famous Tiana Winters” Helen offered her hand to shake Ashley’s hand, “It is my pleasure to meet-“ She paused with her eyes wide, “You.. Ashley, is that you?”

“A few years ago, when I was about your age, I was greedy too. I felt imperfect. I wanted to be the epitome of beauty. I wanted to get my dream girls and all the privileges pretty people got. So, just like you, I went searching. I found a woman who promised to get me all I wanted, and my only payment would be a lock of my hair. We struck a deal and soon after that, I got the height I wanted, the build I wanted… Everything. But then… Ashnida became hungry… " “A… Ashnida? “ "The demon attached to you. I'm pretty sure you've met her. She doesn't delay introductions… "He replied, and I died a thousand deaths in one second.

Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out. "Lola, pair off with Kanyon." Alpha Asher nodded to a tall guy with skin the color of fresh espresso. Asher's eyes were hard and met my own for only a fraction of a second. Chelsea's smug eyes met my own, a cruel smirk forming on her face as she nodded over to Kanyon. I ground my teeth together and stalked off towards Kanyon, unsure what game Alpha Asher was playing at. "Did you see what she was wearing?" Maya fake gagged in my mind, "Might as well just wear a bra and panties."

He continued, “Next.” Ashley stood. With the number card tied around her right wrist, she walked to the center of the wide pondium and smiled to the people seated around the long table. “Hello. I’m Ashley and I want to audition for the role of Zia.” They knew Zia. Even Director Helian had heard a thing or two from her. And all the sources were her black materials in the past. Seeing the confusion in their eyes as if they want to ask her ‘why are you here’ and ‘why do you dream for an impossible role’, Ashley sighed in her heart. She could only take her time and make practical actions to change her image slowly.

(eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.” Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Perfect Mess. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* He has done it again. As if the first two times were not enough, I am once again shattered. Why do I believe him every time? Why do I believe him when he says he won't do it again! “Becca, please wait. It's not what you think. Let me explain.” “What is there to explain, Matt.”