Ashley's POV

"Ashley?" Britni's confused whisper draws me out of sleep. "Ya babe?" I ask opening my eyes to be greeted by her hazel ones. Their entrancing, like their hiding something. "Ash come on focus!" She laughs and I realize she had said something to me. "Your eyes, their wow..." I say and she blushes. "Thanks but I'm hungry!!" She whines before leaping out of bed. God, almost DIEING apparently has no affect on her. "I'm sorry about yesterday, it's been forever and a day since I did that." She says as I start to get lost in her eyes again. "Just please don't ever do that again..." I say and she nods. She leaps over to her closet and pulls out a Metallica ripped tank, black short shorts covered in chains, and a pair of combat boots. "Ash so how did you guys find us?" Britni asks as she changes, her hips move so sweetly, her legs are longer then needed but they suit her. She sways back and forth as she changes almost as if there is a song only she can hear. "Oh, CC heard you guys and dragged us across the street." I say with a small chuckle and she nods. "I hope you know that now Sydney and CC have met I'm on babysitting duty." She says doing her warpaint. "What do you mean?" I ask and she flounces over to the bed. "Sydney is a fucking 4 year old on steroids and I get the impression so is CC." She says and I nod. Oh shit, and they like each other too. I so don't wanna be alive when they have kids...