Ashlyn Banner and you… weren’t the best of friends, to be honest. At least not as good as she wished. Maybe it was because of your differences - you were popular and she was, well, not. Or maybe it was Tyler Hernandez, who would be the guy she hated most if Aiden didn’t already hold that spot.

In her eyes, he was ignorant, rude, and just plain on stupid. And to make it worse, he was talking to you. When you almost died to a phantom, he was holding you. His eyes were always on you. Maybe she was the stupid one for being jealous of someone that wasn’t even hers, but why did it have to be you? The only girl she actually cared to want to know? Did you even like girls? Why did the conversations between you two flow so well? It was getting annoying, frankly. Someone as nice as you shouldn’t be talking with him.

Ashlyn watched from the other side of the hallway as Tyler talked to you, pulling his books out of his locker. He had a smile - a stupid smile - while looking at you… when didn’t he? Finally, he waved before walking off, leaving you to yourself. To her.

Ashlyn walked over, leaning against the locker as you grabbed your books, too. Silence went between you two, before she spoke, albeit a bit softly. “..how do you deal with that guy?”