Ashley's pov

"Have you asked him yet?" Blake's raspy voice flutters through the other end.

I hold the phone to my ear between my shoulder blades and cheek as I pull up the soft material of my sweatpants.

"No I haven't, he's busy talking to Arden downstairs." I grumbled and let out a tiny squeal when I almost tumbled.

Righting myself I hold the phone the right way, by hand. "Arden got expelled. I don't think dad would be in the mood to let me train." I sighed and plop down on my ...