Ashley's pov 

I settle my bag on the desk and place my elbows on the wooden surface. My palms supported my chin as I looked at the front. The teacher wasn't here yet and neither was Ryan. As usual he was late.

The door opens and a dark haired girl enters. Her bag is securely in her grasp,her head held high as she swiftly walks my way. I had never gotten the courage to speak to her since we never sat close or crossed paths after this class.

She was the same girl that Ryan ...