@tobeashlyn: spent Valentine’s Day with my favorite person ever. I may hate the holiday a little bit but I still love you @aaronscott. Even if you do make too many jokes about your leg and tragic backstory. I definitely made a good decision when I decided on you. Thanks for being my perfect balance, I’ve never been happier.
Happy valentine’s day to my unfortunate girlfriend @tobeashlyn. Even when she hates me she’s beautiful. I love you with ever fiber of my being, even the fiber in the leg that’s not even part of my being anymore. One year on and you’re still putting up with my suspicious scheming ways and even more suspicious knitting skills. I definitely played the anti-hero card right.
I’m extremely happy with the way my life turned out. I never thought I’d get to be, to be honest. It was like everything that could have been wrong was. But so many things have changed for me, I’ve finally learned that not everything has to be perfect. Not even me. The Exchange changed every aspect of my life, which I think it did for most of us. I met some of the most amazing people I could have, even in all of our toughest times. Those times gave me Archie and Aaron and Adalina and all of those people who mean the world to me. We helped each other out, it was a really special thing. So yeah, I’m more than happy. And I plan on keeping it that way.
so here we are,
we're waiting for a fall.
and on the radio they're calling on satellites,
like they're going to save us all.
2 years later.
Eyes wide open, hands shaking, restless from a new dream that came to her thoughts late at night while she tried to sleep, Ashlyn pushed the blankets aside, sure not to stir Aaron, stepping onto the floor with her bare feet. She pulled the sleeves of her over-sized sweatshirt down over her hands and moved towards the single window in the room. Chills raced down her bare legs, covered only in the shorts she’d thrown on before bed.
She stared out the window as if she were longing for something she could never have, and perhaps she was. Perhaps she longed for the life she’d been meant to live. The one where all of her hard work and training paid off in the end. If she’d worked a little harder, maybe, she’d be on top and be exactly whom she’d been meant to be.
There was a time, right after she’d joined the exchange, where she was sure that she would fix herself and go straight back to ballet. It would be her life again and she’d find calm in it this time. After leaving the exchange at 19, she realized that it had never happened, but she was also okay with that.
A new life had been placed in front of her now. One without as much certainty as the one she’d been given before. The girl in this life had seen much more, had been through much more. She had felt love, tragedy, guilt, longing, and so much more, it would be impossible to go back to the old one.
Now when she looked in the mirror, she saw who she'd always wanted to be, yet always seemed to run from. This girl had sparkling blue eyes, and the skin underneath them was not hollowed. Her hair fell longer around her face now, and she liked it that way. She seemed lively compared to the girl who once seemed like she might be dwindling away to nothing. This was a girl Ashlyn hadn't seen since she was about 9, and she was back, and God it felt good. She was beautiful and she was alive and things were okay.
Drawing her eyes away from the cars making trips at three in the morning, Ashlyn broke her train of thought and looked back to the bed. A soft smile appeared on her lips as she did so. Her steps across the room were light, as if she had no weight. She silently crawled back into bed and pulled the blanket back over her, and instant feeling of warmth and safety covering her as well. As she quickly fell back to sleep, she wrapped her arm around the boy next to her, that boy, the one who knew, the one who accepted, and the one who she loved.
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When she awoke in the morning, a wave of energy splashed over her. She made her way into the kitchen, her hands scrambling to prepare pancakes, the scent wafting through the room as soon as she started doing so.
As music played quietly from her phone, the blonde danced around the kitchen with grace. Each movement was different from the next, but you could tell she was happy, and that was all that mattered to her in the moment. As she moved back and forth from the griddle to the table to the sink, her steps were light and bouncy, like she may have been having the time of her life just doing that.
It didn't surprise her when a groggy Aaron appeared in the doorway. A simple smile crossed her face. Making breakfast and seeming so cheery was out of character for her by far, but she didn't care. Because in the small room, everything seemed like it just played out right. After her night before of staying up in a late night of thoughts, she couldn't help but feel alright. They had gotten their shot at actual happiness for once, after all that they'd been through. And maybe that was all that mattered to Ashlyn, happiness. Happiness on her own terms had been all she ever wanted.
"Pancakes?" She offered up to the boy with a grin.
"Oh! Oh yeah," Archie laughed, "I forgot about that whole ‘becoming a queen’ business. Well, I’m gonna set that up for you, ain’t I? I said I was, right? So you’ve got to keep in contact with you for that much," he explained, then pausing, "and, you know… ‘cause you’re my mate and stuff."
"Yes, you are my connection to becoming queen, Arch. If we don't keep in contact, we'll never be able to live in that castle and you won't be able to get away with shit." She laughed, but there was a sadness to it. Before she could stop herself, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him without a word.
"You know, I really hope the crazy aspects of our lives are over. I think I’d be content with just…sitting for the rest of my life. Maybe.” Giving up on trying to play along with the conversation, the brunette threw her arms around Ashlyn. “Nope, I can’t do it, cara. This is not a time for joking, this is a time for hugging.”
"Yeah, I think I'd be content with that too," she agreed with a firm nod and a small laugh. Although the conversation took a sudden turn and the hug she was enveloped in nearly brought tears to her eyes. "Oh God, Lina, you're gonna make me cry, I'm not good at all this stuff."
Archie nodded slowly in agreement with Ashlyn’s question, “Well, yeah, that’s definitely a plus, if a strange one,” he said with a shrug. “Personally, I’m most looking forward to never having to see you again if I don’t want to,” he teased, giving his friend a small playful shove.
The girl couldn't help but roll her eyes at him as he spoke. She shoved him back lightly and laughed, "What about that deal to come live in my castle when I'm a queen?" She asked with a small smirk on her face.
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