chapt2chms

Just as she collaped onto the mall's bench, just as a car pulled up. Five guys piled out if the car laughing their heads off. "Come on Chris, just walk up to a girl and say 'I love you'" a blonde boy told the spiked headed boy. "Heck no fool!" Chris replied as he pushed his friend aside. "Dare you," another blonde haired boy dared his friend. Chris sighed, his friends would bug him until he would. "Fine, fine, fine," Chris told his friends.
He walked up to the bench where he saw a girl tiredly resting. She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "What are you lookin at?" she asked. Chris sighed. "I love you." "No kidding, bucko, what do you want?" Ashely laughed. "No, I love you," Chris repeated. "Alright then, Mr.uh... well whoeva u are, thanxs."
It was then Chris actually studied Ashely. Her brown hair layered fell beside her face, eyes glittering with excitement, a slendar body, and a gorgeous smile. Chris was silent for awhile and Ashely got up, put her fingers near Chris's mouth and tried to form them into a smile. "Smile, and I'll see ya," was all she replied before leaving him smiling.
   The rest of his group came up to him. "We saw," Frankie said before Chris could say anything. "Let's just get inside, and do the show, before we get attacked." So they went inside.
   "Yo Cal! Sup'" Ashely greeted her friend. "Hey gurl!" Cally greeted Ashely as she put down her bags. "Hey you started without me!" Ashely pretended to whine. "Shut-up, it was a sale!" Cally watched as Ashely looked through her bags. "You have to let me barrow this!" exclaimed Ashely as she pulled out a baby blue tank top with a turtle on it. "You're obsessed with turtles!" "Hey they are so much betta then monkies!" Ashely shivered in disgust, as she put the shirt back into the bag.
   "You make me so excitied, and I don't want to fight it, I start to blush, You are my Sugar Rush, ain't nothin better baby, is it for real or maybe," music was heard not far from where they stod. "so I told him to smile and I walked away," Ashely continued as they bumped into some girls. "Shove over, and get to the back!" one yelled. "What's your problem?" Ashely asked. "Come on Jill, let's just leave these stupid girls alone, we got buiesness," another rudley said. "HEY!" But before Ashely could say another word, they left.
   Chris was watching the crowd, smiling, and interaticting with fans. Suddenly in the back of the crowd he caught a girl yelling. It was Ashely. The song ended, and it was Chris's turn to pick a girl to dance with. All the girls started to scream, but Chris only had one girl in mind. "Hmm, let's see. You in the back, with the visor, and turtle shirt on," he said into the microphone. Even though Ashely was far away, the sound was heard. She looked up, to see the guy she had met before. Not wanting to go up, she grabbed Cally and got down on all fours.
    Chris saw she had disappeared, and his producers were mentioning him to hurry up, so he picked the girl next to Ashely. The girl squealed and pushed through the mass of fans. He was disappointed, but he had to be good for the fans. AS the girl approached, she stood near the end. Chris tried not to roll his eyes, and went over and led her to the center. He danced with her, and sang. All she did was smile, and as she was escorted off the stage she kissed Chris on the cheek.
    While Chris sang, Ashely made a run for it, Cally running right beside her. "Yo gal, cool your jets, why'd you run? you should have gone up." Ashely sighed. "He's the one Cally!" she finally said exasperated. Cally shrugged, and rolled her eyes. "Whateva, you say Hot shot."
    Back at the stage, the guys had already finished, and were getting ready for the signings. The crowd had really been wild, but fun. "So Chris, who the heck was the girl in the visor and turtle shirt, I didn't see her. Is she hot?" Jesse asked Chris. "Shut up fol," was all Chris said. "Fine. I don't care."