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must be thinking the same thing because she looks at me.
                  Braxton Wright was going to try to ruin my life.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 8
    Ashton Pennington
                  I haven't eaten anything all day. I just felt so home sick, and I got an email from my brother late last night after Charlie and Braxton left, Callie was changing into her pajamas since she was sleeping over. My parents flew to South America, leaving him alone in Chicago. He told me that he ran into him.
                  My ex-boyfriend. He said that he needed to ask me something important, and asked him why I changed my phone number. Because I didn't want him calling me, duh! My brother made up a lie, and I was relieved. I told Matty to not talk to him anymore, and not to ask why.
                  I stepped onto the elevator, and immediately regretted not taking the stairs down even though it was a twenty flight staircase and I was wearing heeled boots. I would have rather taken my chances there and gotten a blister.
                  “Evening, Ashton.” Braxton greets me. Oh. Now he's civil?
                  The elevator went slowly down. This was the bad thing about this elevator, there was only one, so Braxton probably hit the button at the same time I did. It picked him up first, then me, and now we have to endure each other the whole way down.
                  “Evening.” I don't look at him.
                  “Where are you of to dressed so posh?” I rolled my eyes.
                  “I had work earlier, and now Callie and I are going to do some shopping, since I'm in serious need of winter clothes.”
                  Black Friday had good deals, so I was allowing myself to splurge a bit. I couldn't go the whole winter freezing. The clothes in my closet weren't cutting it anymore, since the temperature started to go down dramatically.
                  “Callie, eh? Mind if I join you two?” I look at him.
                  Callie didn't want anything to do with him after he pulled that stunt last night during the game. She didn't sleep with him.
                  “Why?”
                  “I could use some new clothes as well, you guys have harsher winters than where I'm from.” I wonder if he was interested in Callie, probably using me to get to her. She was his type. Don't know why that bothered me.
                  “Fine, but we have to go pick up Callie, first.” Maybe we could shake him off at her place, I don't know. I didn't want him to come with us.
                  “Alright then.” I look to the floor for a second before I looked back at him.
                  “What did you grandfather tell you about me?”
                  “It wasn't my grandfather who told me about you. A lot of people here talk about you...” That made me feel unsettled. “So it's true, you got disowned by your family?”
                  “Not disowned exactly.” I don't know why I was explaining myself to him. “I did something, and my father needs me to prove myself. Prove that I am worthy, so I'm taking my time here in New York to decide whether or not I want to be part of a life that has caused me a lot of pain.” Money definitely changes people, or at least reveals who they really are.
                  Braxton searches my face for any sign that I may be lying. I don't know what he finds, but he seems a bit pleased.
                  “You're different, Ashton. I hope I'm not wrong about you.” He says.
     
                  “Dresses in winter?” I question as Callie pulls out two of them.
                  “With tights and boots, they would look amazing on you. Especially with your body type, you could wear a trash bag and look like you deserve to be on a runway.” I