#ashleyt

[justmaxirons]

😍 Ashley Tisdale

A real cutie - you can’t seem to be in a bad mood around her.

@ashtisdalex

[hirpconfessions]

@ashley-michellexo

[soscandalousconfessions]

if ashley t lets chris e weasle his way back into hers and those babies lifes i'm gonna smack her myself for being so stupid

[tacademygossip-blog]

cutest/hottest of the newbies?

Cutest:

Dylan

Tizzie

Hottest:

Gregg

[coltehaynes]

No, But Where's The Ice Cream? || Ashley & Colton

Admittedly, Colton hadn't exactly been acting like himself as of late... or since a certain blonde he'd dated reached inside his chest and ripped his heart out. Was it really that extreme? Well, he certainly seemed to think so. In turn of this unfortunate event, he'd taken the liberty of sleeping with practically whoever wanted to. It was his stupid way of coping with heartbreak and if someone didn't like it, they could go screw themselves... or him if they decided so. One person that actually agreed to have sex with him regularly was Ashley Tisdale; a very good friend of his who'd been letting him stay at her place since he moved in with Benson and sold his house. Obviously that hadn't worked out. 

"Ashley!" he called out from the kitchen with a look of confusion as he stood in front of the open freezer. "I swear, if you ate the last one of my ice cream bars..." His now quiet tone of voice trailed off until a sigh emitted from his lips. What, was she deaf? Colton closed the freezer door and walked over to the foot of the stairs, empty ice cream box in hand. "Tisdale! Ash!" He had half the mind to put his hand on his hip like an angry mother, but something told him that would only make her laugh. Ice cream was the standard go-to for anyone going through a rough break up and in his words, he needed his ice cream. Not hearing a single sound coming from the second floor, the actor made his way up and knocked on her bedroom door. "I know you hear me in there."

[coltehaynes]

Lean On Me || Chip n' Dale

After ending the FaceTime call with Ashley, he just sat there in his living room, staring at the floor. Thirty minutes before all of this, he hadn't expected their whole dynamic to take such an unexpected turn. His good friend was in so much pain and he could feel it too. All he wanted for her was the best and to become introduced to such hurt had him yearning to discover some type of release for the girl. If his shoulder to cry on was what she needed then that was what he'd give to her, no question about it. His musings were short lived, snapping out of them as he stood up from the couch and snatched his keys off of the coffee table, feeling that his wallet was already in his back pocket. 

On the drive there, he stopped at a store to pick up a few cake pops. Colton already figured that she wouldn't have the appetite to eat anything, but there was a feeling that she'd appreciate them later on in the night, or perhaps in the morning. His foot was heavier on the pedal than usual as he tried to get to her place as quick as possible. There was something about being needed that had an unavoidable urgency to it that he couldn't possibly ignore. Upon arriving, he cleared his throat and took a deep breath before getting out of the car and walking up to her front porch. He recalled her saying that the door was open, so he twisted the knob and stepped inside, cake pops in hand. "Ashley?"

[tacademygossip-blog]

miley tizzie and benzo said it perfectly. stop bitching about the gossip. you're in la for christ sake! this isn't the land of candy sprinkles and rainbows. gossip is bound to happen, and if you can't take it, oh here's an idea, LEAVE!

Everyone is just used to the fucking be nice shit at this place. Very few people will say what’s on their fucking mind because they are so scared of not being like. Grow the fuck up people. Not everyone is going to like your ass. Get the fuck over it already. You’re in the real world.