I got up, making my way to the shower. Maybe taking a bath would buy me some time. I don't want to talk about last night or Ashlyn for that matter. I just want to pretend that it didn't happen.
I sighed as I turned the shower on and then closed the door quietly.
All of ten minutes later, I was out of the shower. It would have been longer but the water got cold. Stupid cold water.
I grabbed my towel and stepped out, wrapping it around me. I wiped the fog from the mirror then looked at my blurry reflection. Dripping wet, and staring back at me blankly.
I looked over myself wondering what he didn't see in me. Why was Ashlyn so pretty to him and not me?
I mean, sure she's popular and all the guys want to date her, all the girls want to be her and blah blah blah. But there's nothing wrong
