TD: Chapter 12
We all got our bags and, two busses picked us up. There was a girls and boys buss, and I was a
little disappointed. I sat down next to Ashlyn, who seemed very red.
“What’s wrong?”
She looked up me, but shook her head, and bit back a smile.
“Ashlyn! What happened…” She shook her head again. It took me a good second to realize her
mom was sitting near by. “Oh… OH! Did you guys…”
She nodded her head, as the buss started on its way to dinner. “It happened so fast, but time
slowed down like a movie and—.” She cut herself o and looked at her mom. “Mom doesn’t like the
idea of me dating. Ever since dad left… I don’t even talk about Austin with her.” She explained
softly.
I nodded and looked down. “Was it enjoyable?” I said trying to lighten the mood. Ashlyn’s face went
red, and she smiled.
“You could say it was. How was holding hands with Grion?”
My face burned up, as the buss came to a stop. She smiled and patted my back. “I know you and
Austin set me up.” I nally said.
She shrugged and nodded. “Okay and? I’ve been waiting since eighth grade, AKA when I got to this
school.”
I rolled my eyes, and got o the buss with her. “I already told you, I don’t think he does.” I said with
annoyance.
“Gurl… your blind!”
“Gurl?”
“Yes gurl. I’m gonna call you that until you can see again.” She said waking me upside the head. I
rolled my eyes and watched as the boys buss parked next at this restaurant. The boys go o, and
Austin was carrying an angered Grion over his shoulder.
“I could have gotten o by my self!” He hissed.
Austin smiled and walked over. “Hey ladies.”
“PUT ME DOWN!”
“We have a code seven, which is angry paralyzed man,”
“DUDE!”
“And he seems to hate his best mate at the moment.”
“I DO, OUT ME DOWN!”
Grion’s father came over, and smiled at us all. “You all are crazy.” He said unfolding Grion’s
wheelchair. Austin ipped Grion over into the chair, and when he tried to help him, Grion smacked
him away.
“Go away dude!” He said pushing him away.
We all went inside, and I was surprised it was a sausage restaurant. I looked over at Austin, who
seemed really excited.
“Is sausage German?”
He nodded his head violently, with a grin. “They invited the best food on the planet mate!” He said
running to a table. We all followed, and Ashlyn sat next to him. I sat down, and helped Grion into
the seat next to me. I looked at Ashlyn who smirked at me, and I rolled my eyes.
(Grion)
We ended up order’n, and you won’t believe what we ordered. Sausage. Oh my gosh! No way! Wow,
I had no idea they sold sausage at a sausage place!
To be honest, we all ordered dierent sausage. I got honey, Ashlyn got mint, Austin got jalapeño,
and Nicky got maple. I looked at Austin who pulled out his phone. My phone buzzed and I looked at
his text. I looked up at the smirking guy and shook my head. The guy wanted me to kiss her. He was
crazy.
“Anyways, how was the plane ride?” Ashlyn asked.
I shrugged. “I can’t feel anything from my waist down, so I can’t say if the seats were bad.” I said
softly.
My face soon went red, as Nicky chuckled. Soon, we all found ourselves giggl’n.
“The seats were ne, I just wished they had a tv.” Nicky said smiling. Ashlyn and Austin nodded their
heads.
“How many times did y’all watch titanic?” I asked
“Like three.” Ashlyn said looking at Austin. His face went red, and I laughed.
“How many times did you cry?” I asked, as his face went purple from blush’n so much.
“To many. It was really funny.” Ashlyn said giving her mischievous grin. Austin glared at her for a
second before roll’n his eyes.
“Why did you guys watch titanic?” Nicky asked taking a bite of her sausage.
“Because we can.” Austin said shrugging.
“Nah, it’s because you ain’t gonna say no to Ashlyn over there. You don’t have the guts, and if you
did, y’all two would’ve been ght’s the whole metal tube of death ride.”
Everyone looked at me as Nicky bursted out laugh’n. Ugh! Why did the girl have to have a great
laugh?! It made me go red, and I hated it! Austin looked at me, and nodded his head, as Ashlyn
walked the back of his head.
“You guys suck.” She said holing back a smile.