Scene:

This was when Ashlyn caught Ellie kissing him at the mall when really Ellie had to tell Colby he wasn't invited to Ashlyn's graduation party. Then the party event where Ashlyn and Ellie have a good time. Ellie gave a heartfelt speech and Ashlyn said goodbye, got a car and left for California with her.

Wow, Ashlyn.

You're just so fucking cool huh.

With your smarts, youtube channel, and looks.

Sucks, because I'm being captivated by it all.

I hate it.

I hate you for it.

So that's why I'm kissing your best friend.

You deserve it, for making me feel this way.

After Ellie tried convincing me to not go to Ashlyn's surprise graduation party, I couldn't let that follow through.

I had to see Ashlyn before she left for good.

She's leaving tomorrow. I want to see her before she leaves our small town.

Kansas will miss her.

I will miss her.

Where is she going again?

I'm moving to L.A. with Sam, so what does it matter.

But anyways, after Ellie tried telling me I couldn't come, I kissed her.

Just to shut her up... sounds pretty cruel, and I swear, I'm not that type of person, but...

like I had said before,

it's my last chance to see her.

Suddenly, Ashlyn's voice booms.

I didn't want Ashlyn to see us.

That wasn't the plan.

Fuck, act cool Colby.

"Ellie! What are you doing?" Ashlyn screams.

Ellie quickly pulls away and takes her hands off my neck. I let my hands linger on Ellie's waist but I did get startled by the loudness of her voice.

"H-hey... best friend... I love you!" Ellie stutters.

"Hey, yea hi best friend, I love you when you're not kissing the enemy," Ashlyn replies with acrimony.

It was cute.

"So I'm the enemy? Interesting. Well I guess I should just leave you too," I grin, leaving.

As I quickly but coolly walk away, I was mentally slapping myself upside the head.

That was STUPID.

"So I'm the enemy", "Interesting" reaaal smooth Colby. Reaaal smooth.

I'm going to find Sam so we can leave this hell hole.

Tomorrow's the big day...

for Ashlyn, that is.

Hey everyone,

the truth is,

I like Ashlyn Neil.

Alot.

Since she spilled mashed potatoes on me.

And it's a fucking issue that I haven't overcome yet.

But maybe, just maybe I'll have the courage to do something tomorrow.

Tell her.

I like her.

It's so bad, it's not healthy that I like my rival.

She hates me so much, maybe I shouldn't. I mean, I just literally made out with her best friend for my own personal benefit.

But it is the last time I will see her probably.

So maybe I should?

Isn't it now or never?

All these decisions.

And all these solutions,

and I can't still find the right answer.

/////

It's time.

Ellie just texted me to get my butt at the school and help her set up.

But... I'm a little too lazy.

So I didn't go.

And I was kind of having a miniature anxiety attack.

Do I tell her?

Do I not?

Do I leave without saying a word?

"Hey dude," Sam says walking into my room.

I spin around to face him, beads of sweat dripping down my forehead.

"How do I look man?" I ask.

"Fine, besides the fact you're sweating the Niagara Falls. Little gross... you should probably wipe that."

I roll my eyes, and wipe my brow with my sleeve. I look up at his outfit. "Dude. We have the same exact get up...we can't match."

"Yo, we are matching..." He replies disappointed,"-Change your tie!"

"Change my tie? You change your tie!" I exclaim.

"Dude, I'm at your house, I'm not going back to change mine. We gotta go soon. Just change your freaking tie!"

"Fine," I heavily sigh. I head into my closet and pull out my only other tie.

A pink one.

Why not? It's manly.

I couldn't wear my blue cause Sam was already wearing that colot, and if we'd match, well,

everyone would think we're gayer than we already are.

We're not, I swear.

I kinda like someone and she happens to be a girl.

/////

Sam and I pull up to the school and we are immediately greeted by Ellie. She looks gorgeous. But not as gorgeous as Ashlyn would look. I give her a hug and she kisses my cheek and tells Sam and I to help set up chairs.

After a good fifteen minutes of doing that and finishing, we hear Ellie telling us to crowd the door to say surprise. The lights go black and everyone's yelling at each other to shut up.

Before the lights went off, I noticed some old people here, who I'm assuming are Ashlyn's relatives. Damn, this place was just PACKED.

Suddenly the lights turn on and everyone yells 'surprise!' I stutter it, since I didn't notice her entrance. But when I saw her, she was absolutely stunning.

Fuck, this can't keep happening. I can't keep falling.

This leads to me, whether I'm going to tell her or not.

Soon, everyone hits the dance floor, and Ellie comes to dance with Sam and I. She grabs my hands and I smile, trying to live in the moment and have a good time. She lets go once she saw Ashlyn coming to dance with us for some bizarre reason, but because the music was so loud, we all didn't have to talk. We all just let loose.

It feels like I'm at a batmitzfah and I'm partying like a thirteen year old again.

I'm nineteen. A/N: I know he's 20 right now but lets just pretennnddd

It was now time to eat, and may I just say that there were so many long tables set up so fancily. This was a nice touch.

A few people give some speeches and Ellie gives a real nice heartfelt one. I wanted to so badly tell Ashlyn I liked her at the moment.

So I lifted myself up with my glass, but as I saw the few pair of eyes gaze up at me, all I could say was "A toast to Ashlyn Neil!"

Not the plan.

Again.

/////

As the night grew and the party continued, I have to redeem myself.

I have to confess it to her. She's leaving tonight!

I scan through the crowd, I try to peer over shoulders and subtly stand on chairs.

I run over to Sam and ask if he has seen her.

He says he didn't.

And I was slowly losing my mine.

I was feeling that miniature anxiety attack again.

Running my fingers through my hair to get the sweat away from dripping, I result into confiding her parents. I previously spotted them off by the door talking about a car or something. I head towards that spot as efficiently as I could.

"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Neil!" I greet quickly.

"Hi Colby!" Mrs. Neil smiles. Mr. Neil nods, I don't think he likes me too much...

"Have you see Ashlyn?" I ask, almost out of breath.

"Oh you just missed her honey... she just left with Ellie, I'm sorry," Mrs. Neil replies grimly.

I felt a little piece of my get shattered.

Disappointed.

I'm a coward and a douche for not admitting to my feelings.

Why couldn't I have manned up quicker?

Why couldn't I have grown a pair and just told her?

She left.

For good.

I'm not going to see her again.

As she left, she took a piece of me with her.

And here I am feeling pretty broken without her.

I hate liking my rival.

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HOW BOUT IT FOR CHAPTER THREE IN HIS POV??

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These stories are short, so don't expect too much because all the energy is mostly in "Rivals | Colby Brock"

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