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Chapter 1 Chapter 2
Ahsha could tell it was Saturday morning by the smell of
coffee and Frankie Beverly blasting from the backyard. It was time to get up
and start on her chores if she wanted to have them done before the homecoming
dance later that night. She quickly hopped out of bed and drug herself to the
bathroom. Once she made it downstairs to begin her routine of cleaning the
living room and kitchen, Sloane was already out in her garden.
“Need any help out here,” Ahsha asked, sliding the patio
door shut and stepping out into the blazing sun.
“You’re just trying to get out of cleaning up that kitchen.
I’m not crazy,” Sloane chuckled. “But you can pick those tomatoes over there.
They are ripe and ready to go.”
Ahsha sat next to her mother and pulled the tin bucket to
her side. “What are you planting now?”
“Green beans and cabbage. You do realize that you aren’t
leaving this house until that kitchen and living room are done right? Don’t
play cute and think I’ll forget.”
“I know, I know. I just wanted to spend some time with my
beautiful mother before the dance tonight,” Ahsha replied sweetly, fluttering
“You can’t butter me up either. Curfew is still 12am missy,”
her mother shot back without even looking up at her. The motherly instincts were
in full swing. “But make sure you enjoy this night since it’s your last
homecoming. Before you know it, graduation will be here.” Ahsha could hear the
crack in her mother’s voice as she continued talking. “You’re not my little
jelly bean butt anymore.”
That nickname had been given to Ahsha by her grandmother.
When Ahsha was little she would stuff jelly beans in her diaper during Easter.
It was her way of sneaking the candies that her mother didn’t let her have
because it always had her jumping off the walls. Things got messy when Sloane
went to change her baby’s diaper and all the jelly beans were either melted or
smashed. “Aww, I’ll still come visit you on my breaks.”
“So that means you’ve decided somewhere else other than
“Nope, haven’t chosen a college yet. Ugh, I’ve been so
stressed out these last few weeks,” she admitted, sighing loudly.
Sloane wiped her hands on her towel and sat forward. “Talk
to me, what’s going on? Classes, German…” Ahsha’s gaze fell to her hands, a
habit she had picked up when she got nervous. “German. You already know how I
feel about him. I’m assuming you two are having problems?”
“Yea…he’s not being the nicest guy right now. And-well I
think I like someone else,” Ahsha said, wiping at her eyes. “I don’t know if
we’re going to make it anymore. We haven’t talked at all this week except
through texts. I get the feeling that there is another girl in the picture, but
I don’t want to assume.”
Sloane wasn’t the type of mother to say ‘I told you so’
because she had been in her daughter’s position. It sucked to have your heart
broken and Sloane did not want to see her daughter’s heart broken either. “Can
I be honest with you?”
“Go ahead, hit me with the ‘I told you so’,” she sighed.
“Now you know I would never say that. But I can tell you
that those feelings you are feeling are probably right. A woman has a certain
intuition. I’m not saying jump to conclusions but I would talk to him about
your feelings. Keeping it inside will only cause you pain,” Sloane explained.
“And if he doesn’t listen?”
“Trust me, most men don’t listen baby. But I’d advise you
talk to him about your feelings. Communication is very important in any
“Okay, I’ll talk to him when I go down there for homecoming
“Good. Now get in there and do your chores,” Sloane urged, nodding her head toward the house. “I
can finish up in the garden.” Ahsha kissed her mother’s cheek before running
back into the cool kitchen.
Finally the big night arrived and Ahsha had finished her
chores just in time to get ready. She curled her hair in big, loose curls that
framed her face. Her makeup was simple since she wasn’t the best at applying it
herself. Finishing her look with a statement red lip, she was finally ready to
put on her figure hugging white dress. People would be shocked to see the
dancer in a dress when she mostly wore jeans and t-shirts. When they did have
school dances, she usually wore dresses that didn’t show off her beautiful
shape. Ahsha wasn’t comfortable with showing her shapely legs and light curves
to the world. It was bad enough that all the Devil Girls wore was a short skirt
and crop top for their uniform. The boys in school always got a hoot out of
that which was why Ahsha covered her body. Horny teenage boys were the worst! Putting
on her stiletto sandals, she took one last look at herself in the mirror before
going to meet her dates for the night…Kyle and Raquel.
“Bow chica wow wow,” Kyle sung, blowing smoke from an
imaginary gun. “You look hot!”
“Thanks, you sure this dress doesn’t make my butt look too
big,” Ahsha asked, turning in a circle.
“Uhhh yeah it makes it look very big, but that’s the point.
Come on, let’s hit the road! Bye Ms. Hayes,” Raquel replied, waving to Sloane
as she pulled Ahsha towards the door.
“Have fun ladies and please be safe. Ahsha you know your
curfew,” Sloane warned, waving the trio off as she watched them run to Kyle’s
“We will,” they called out.
The music could be heard outside the gym before they even
walked in. Homecoming was always lit at LAHS and often led to some type of
drama. With the student body being very large, the dance took place in the gym
and also spilled outside into the back of the school. As the trio walked into
the gym, they ran into Jelena Howard who had clearly had alcohol before
arriving. If any of the chaperones got close enough, they would smell the
liquor on her breath.
“Watch where you’re going,” she spat, cutting her eyes at
Ahsha, although she was the one stumbling around on her heels.
“I think you’re the one who ran into me,” Ahsha shot back,
rolling her eyes and pushing past the drunk captain.
“Whoa, baby watch where you’re walking,” Terrence soothed,
grabbing Jelena’s hand. “Excuse us ladies.”
“Mmmhhhmmm,” Kyle hummed. “That girl is drunker than a whore
at the Kentucky derby.” They all shook their heads as they headed toward the
table of food and drinks.
“I don’t get why she gets drunk like that at every dance and
how she gets away with it. How does she even get liquor,” Raquel continued.
“Because she’s Jelena Howard and can do no wrong. That’s
why,” Ahsha added, eating at a chicken wing. She piled four more on her plate
before moving on to the next dish.
“You better wipe that grease off your face, Derek Roman at
twelve o’clock,” Kyle warned, handing her friend a napkin. Ahsha rushed to wipe
the chicken grease from her lips and cheek, before placing her plate on the
“You look beautiful,” Derek complimented, eyeing her body
from head to toe. “Hey ladies.”
“Hi,” Kyle and Raquel sang, letting out girlish giggles.
“We’ll be over here eating. You two have fun,” Kyle expressed,
pulling Raquel away from the pair. Ahsha could hear them whispering as they
walked to the other side of the gym.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with them,” Ahsha replied,
shaking her head. “But thanks. You look handsome.” And he did. Derek was wearing a black sweater
that hugged his muscles in all the right places, paired with black slacks and
dress shoes. His cologne was intoxicating along with the look he was giving
“Thank you,” he replied. “You nervous about tonight?”
“You talking about Homecoming Queen? Puhlease, I don’t care
about that stuff. It’s just a plastic crown to make people feel like they’re
something they aren’t. I’m sure Jelena is going to win anyway.”
Derek frowned. “You don’t know that. People like you, so
they probably voted. If it makes you feel any better I voted for you.”
“Aww, thanks. I voted for you too, since you’ve been all
nice lately. Please tell me that’s not why you’ve been talking to me so much,”
Ahsha joked, but she noticed a slight pang of pain in Derek’s face.
“You really think that? I’m not that type of dude Ahsha. I
know I come off as the cocky jock but I’m not an asshole….well not all the time
at least,” he answered, clearly offended.
“I didn’t mean anything by that. You’re just…we don’t hang
out or anything…” her voice faded when she couldn’t think of anything else to
“We could hang out, I mean if you want to,” the player
suggested, raising a brow.
“I have a boyfriend,” Ahsha blurted out. Things were
beginning to get very complicated and it was frightening. She was beginning to
have feelings for another guy that wasn’t her boyfriend. German was the first
serious relationship she had been in and in the beginning it was like a
fairytale. Now since he was gone off to college, their relationship wasn’t the same
and it was becoming obvious that things were headed in the wrong direction. One
thing Ahsha feared was failing at a relationship. Here she was forming feelings
for a guy she hadn’t had a serious conversation with since elementary school.
All of a sudden she peaked his interest and he couldn’t stay away from her? Ahsha
was no fool and refused to fall for Derek’s game. “Um, I have to go,” she
mumbled, briskly walking off towards Kyle and Raquel. She was going to call
German as soon as she got home. They needed to talk…badly.
Towards the end of the night, the student council president,
Sidney, stepped on the stage with two envelopes. “I hope you all are having a
great time so far! The student council spent countless days and hours planning
this and I must say things turned out great. Don’t you agree?!” The students
applauded as Sidney smiled back at the crowd. “Thank you. Now I’m sure you all
don’t want to hear me talk so who’s ready to find out the homecoming royalty?
I’ll begin with the prince and princess. May I have last year’s prince,
princess, king and queen come up on the stage please? Your prince is Timothy
Smith and your princess is Liz Freeman. Congratulations to the two of you. And
for your king and queen…this year’s king is Derek Roman and his queen…oh
wow…Ahsha Hayes! Come and collect your crowns and then we’ll get to the royalty
dance. Congrats to all!”
The crowd gasped as the winner of Homecoming Queen was
announced. Jelena Howard stood frozen in place, holding the crown up to her
head like she assumed she was the winner. Derek was already up on the stage
being crowned and turned around and held his hand out for Ahsha to take.
“Go on up there,” Raquel gushed, pushing her friend forward.
“Go up there and claim your prize girl,” Kyle added, helping
Ahsha to the stage.
Ahsha made her way to the end of the stage and grabbed
Derek’s waiting hand. He helped her up the steps and across the stage to a
Jelena smirked as she placed the crown on top of Ahsha’s
curls and pressed it down a little too hard. “Sorry,” she hissed, stepping to
the side and faking applause.
“Okay, now clear the middle of the floor so we can have our
royalty dance. You all look beautiful and congrats again,” Sidney said,
motioning for the DJ to play a slow song. Justin Bieber’s song All that Matters blared through the
“Congratulations,” Derek crooned, as they reached the middle
of the floor.
“Thanks. Same to you.”
“Where should I put my hands,” Derek asked, holding his
“On my waist,” Ahsha replied, slowly wrapping her arms
around his neck. She hadn’t been this close to any guy other than German.
German didn’t even enjoy slow dancing because he thought it was corny.
“Alright boss.” Derek placed his hands on Ahsha’s small
waist as they began to sway to the beat. “You sure your boyfriend won’t freak
out about this if he finds out?”
“I don’t know.” She hoped he didn’t feel her heart beating
hard against her chest, because they weren’t dancing like those children at
middle school dances. Their bodies were touching and she could even feel his
breath tickling her nose. Derek didn’t take his eyes off of her. His gaze was
so fixated on her it began to feel like they were the only ones left in the
room. Ahsha finally let her eyes meet with his after she had stared at his
chest to kill the awkwardness.
Oh oh, just as sure as the stars in the sky
I need you to shine in my life
Little did Ahsha know, Derek was as nervous as she was at
the moment. Although they had been knowing each other since grade school, he
didn’t pay attention to how beautiful she was until high school. It wasn’t just
her physical beauty either. Ahsha had a way of making people feel at ease when they
were around her. He had a lot of thoughts on his mind day in and day out but
when he was around her those thoughts went away. In the back of his mind he
knew he would never end up with a girl like Ahsha. He had broken too many
hearts and played too many mind games. Plus she had a boyfriend, although he
didn’t see that lasting much longer. Even after German disappeared, why would
she give him a chance when he would probably break her heart too?
You’re all that matters to me, yeah, yeah,
Ain’t worried about nobody else
The feeling of his hands on her waist began to get
comfortable as Ahsha continued staring into his eyes. This was a different
Derek from the cocky athlete she bumped into around school. His eyes held so
much pain and mystery. It was hard to admit that she liked him. She liked
someone other than the guy she had spent two years of her life with. But Derek
all of sudden became interested in her. There was no history between the two of
them and that bugged her. They didn’t grow up as best friends or even enemies.
There was nothing between them and he suddenly talked to her every day and even
began sitting at her lunch table. This was wrong. Just because her relationship
of two years was failing, she had no right to have feelings for another person.
Even with a million thoughts running through her mind, Ahsha rested her head on
Derek’s shoulder and got comfort from that.
You’re the only girl I see
From the bottom of my heart,
Jelena stood on the stage glaring down at the new Homecoming
Queen. Earlier that evening, she overheard Pete and Olivia sharing a secret
that would break Ahsha’s little heart. Ahsha Hayes had been stealing all of her
shine lately and it was in her best interest to knock her down a few notches.
She may have taken the crown from Jelena, but the captain still reigned LAHS
and she was about to show Ahsha why. The angry dancer grabbed the microphone
and motioned for the DJ to stop the song. “That’s it. We should stop before
people start making babies up in here. Again, congratulations to all our new
homecoming royalty. It was a pleasure serving as queen and princess during my
time at LAHS. I’m glad to pass that honor on to Ahsha Hayes. Coach Davenport,
aren’t you proud of your daughter? Everyone give it up for Ahsha Davenport, I
A collective gasp filled the gym as Ahsha looked around in
horror. What was Jelena talking about? Sloane had told Ahsha her father moved
back to Montana after she was born. Ahsha had asked several times to visit him
but her mother told her she couldn’t get in touch with him. Her eyes traveled
around the gym until they landed on Pete Davenport who was looking back at her
in sheer sorrow. A lump began to form in Ahsha’s throat as she ran out of the
crowded gym and out the back doors of the school. All she wanted to do was
Derek shook his head as he took off after the runaway
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