ASHAL
"Cool ride." I sputter when I see the red, spanking new Lexus RX 350 that graces the driveway with a bow on it. Ashton leans on the bumper while Demi stands next to me, a contemplative hand on her chin. "This is beautiful, Demi. Go for it. I can totally see you behind the wheel."
Demi tosses her hair back and circles the car. Ashton and I know she has no idea what to look out for in a new car but Demi likes to pretend she does so we humor her and watch in silence.
"I don't like it."
"What?" Ashton leaps off the car like the new paint isn't dried yet and goes over to Demi. "Demi, this is the fifth car I've shown you in a week. You said you wanted a simple car. You rejected the previous ones for silly reasons; the lack of a cupholder, the advanced technology of the car, the way the tires looked and the way the car keys felt in your hands. What could possibly be wrong with this one now?"
