Besides her beauty she was also intelligent, she wasn't like the rest of the teens, she would always used to imagine herself as a princess and find that one true love.
Cinderella's story was her best story to act out, she used to pretend her dog was her horse.
Danny was her dogs name, she would pretend it was her horse, and it was pretty ZANY to see her ride her dog because he sort of looked like a horse, since he was tall.
ELEGANT was one of the many words people used to describe Ashely, they said she looked nice in anything and every boy wanted to get with her.
Frankie, that's what they called the boy of Ashely's dreams.
Gladly he felt the same way for her, even though he didn't say anything you sure could tell he liked her.
However, her parents didn't let her have a boyfriend, she was willing to give Frankie a chance once he asked her, and by the way he did moments later!
INTERVENED her parents became once they found out she had a secret boyfriend, they came in between thinking it was the right thing to do.
Just because she didn't tell her parents about her secret lover she was locked in a EDIFICE, she cried and cried until she couldn't produce anymore tears.
Karina, her bestfriend, told Frankie about what they were doing to her, but he was too late when he went to her house.
Loading, that was what Ashely's parents were doing, they were loading everything.
Moments later Frankie saw Mrs. Garcia she was of course putting boxes in the van, ready to leave.
Nervously Frankie managed to let out his feelings for Ashely, but all that Mrs. Garcia said was "I can't help you out sorry honey", he was really upset.
Only having Ashely in mind, he went up to Mr. Garcia, not thinking straight.
ELEGANT was one of the many words people used to describe Ashely, they said she looked nice in anything and every boy wanted to get with her.
Frankie, that's what they called the boy of Ashely's dreams.
Gladly he felt the same way for her, even though he didn't say anything you sure could tell he liked her.
However, her parents didn't let her have a boyfriend, she was willing to give Frankie a chance once he asked her, and by the way he did moments later!
INTERVENED her parents became once they found out she had a secret boyfriend, they came in between thinking it was the right thing to do.
Just because she didn't tell her parents about her secret lover she was locked in a EDIFICE, she cried and cried until she couldn't produce anymore tears.
Karina, her bestfriend, told Frankie about what they were doing to her, but he was too late when he went to her house.
Loading, that was what Ashely's parents were doing, they were loading everything.
Moments later Frankie saw Mrs. Garcia she was of course putting boxes in the van, ready to leave.
Nervously Frankie managed to let out his feelings for Ashely, but all that Mrs. Garcia said was "I can't help you out sorry honey", he was really upset.
Only having Ashely in mind, he went up to Mr. Garcia, not thinking straight.
Proud of what he had done, yet at the same time scared, he EMBELLISHED his clothes.
Quietly he PRANCED over to Mr. Garcia and managed to open his mouth.
RAMIFICATION was all he think about, he was wondering what would happend, if this would make it any better.
STUPEFY thats how he felt.
Then Mr. Garcia looked over and saw him, after talking for a while Mr. Garcia decided it was wrong what he had done to Ashely.
Unexpectly Mr. Garcia told Frankie to wait, that he'll be right back, Frankie wondered what he was going to do.
Very pleased was Frankie when he turned around to see what he saw.
With happiness to see Ashely, Frankie went to hug her.
X-treamly happy he kissed her like if there was no tommorow.
"Your okay!", Frankie told Ashely holding her chin with the tips of his fingers, like if she was a fragile doll, looking at her eyes almost crying.
Zany, this story didn't have a happy ending like the rest of the fairy tales, Frankie and Ashely gave each other a break since she was moving, she said she would love him forever and never forget him, they kissed for the last time and hugged each other.
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