Breakfast was the best.  She loved the morning rush, the desperate need for nourishment.  She was the lively part of her group when it came to mornings.  Her best friend, Rebecca walked at her side.  They both had egg-white omlets with a side of hashbrowns, and a cappichino.  They were usually the first awake too, but the last to get food.  Getting ready, and looking beautiful took time.<br/><br/>Today, she wore the same outfit as always, the school outfit.  Her skirt was tight, but perfect, the short sleeved shirt was the same, white, with the green plaid tie to match the skirt, knee high socks, and stylish shoes to finish it all off.  Her light brown hair was tied back into a pony tail.  She had been gossiping with Rebecca when she just stopped at their table.  Some strange person, in all black, who was extremely hot, but too gothic for either one of them, was sitting at their table all alone.  Ashley stopped, her head tilted as she looked him over.<br/><br/>"Excuse us...but this is...uhm...this is our table."  she told him, a defnite edge to her voice.