Ashley laughed at how relieved Charlotte was to get rid of the glow sticks. She could not blame her. She tossed hers in the recycling bin and walked over with the other girl until they got close to the door. Charlotte called over another person. Curiously, Ashley gazed at her. She seemed really bubbly and at place in the club.

[b]“Aw, Charles, you made a friend!” [/b]

She blushed at how loud the girl exclaimed. Quite a few people looked over at them and some of them even snickered. Ashley held her arms over her stomach very tightly, something she did when she was feeling a little self conscious. 
 
[b]“What's your name? How old--” [/b]

She heard he unasked question. But she felt so relieved when Charlotte took over her introduction.

[b] “Will, this is Ashley, she's nineteen and her fashion choices are none of our business – I'm really sorry about that, by the way,”[/b]

“It's fine...” She frowned slightly, subconsciously taking off her pink headband and putting it inside her purse. Then she kind of held her purse behind her back, out of sight. What was wrong with her fashion? She knew she dressed a little girly, but it had been forced on her for as long as she could remember. She also could not help that she liked cute things. The Fluttershy purse, the pink...

[b] “Ashley, this is Willow, my best friend. She's part rabbit, I think.” [/b]

“Hi. Part rabbit?” She raised an eyebrow. 

[b]“It's very nice to meet you, Ashley.” [/b]

“It is nice to meet you as well...” Before she could say anything more, Willow continued. The girl really did seem to talk a mile a minute. Ashley could not keep up.

[b]“Charlotte, you know I love you, so I'm gonna wait for you back in the bar. Come get me when you're done!” [/b]

She watched the girl run off and then looked back over at Charlotte. It felt like she was going to get whiplash. 

“Wow, she's all over the place. Part rabbit, indeed.”

[b]“I don't know why I'm friends with her. Traitor.”[/b]

“She seems to mean well,” Ashley said quietly. “You're lucky you have someone like that in your life.”

Ashley walked with Charlotte out the doors. She told Big Bob bye. They walked over to the Chinese place. The smell of food made her stomach rumble. She was embarrassed by how loud it sounded. It was no wonder because all she had that day were the smoothies.

The waitress got them a table. She smiled at them. “What to drink? One check or two?”

“U-uh,” Ashley stuttered. “Two. Sprite. Thank you.”

This wasn't a date. It was just two random strangers who happened to meet at a club going out to get something to eat.