<strong>Ashley</strong><br/><br/>Ashley audibly groaned as she picked up her gym bag and walked along her father's side. "Its not like I was THAT late, Dad!" She argued, opening the door to her room and tossing her bag on the floor. Her bed was messy and piles of clothes were littered through out the floor. Ashley glanced over her shoulder as she flipped through the clothes that hung in her closet, looking for something to wear.<br/><br/>"Besides, how often do I actually get time to just myself? I'm always working and at school. It's unfair to chastise me, when the twins get away with murder!" Ashley went on. She didn't like being scolded, and all she wanted right now was a shower. Ashley's phone began to ring on her desk, in which the young girl quickly snatched it up and giggled. It was her best friend James.<br/><br/>Ashley flipped her phone to the side and started texting away in response, making her giggle even more.