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Ever the Same – (Chapter: Ch. 5: Shootin’ Down a Rebel)
Mr. Hamilton walked back to the front of the class, nonchalantly, as he continued his lecture through the laughter.
Spencer bit her lip, as she watched Ashley slowly get off the floor and return to her sitting position, with still wide eyes. It was only rarely that she was scared shitless, and this was definitely one of those times.
"Kelly Clarkson?" Spencer asked with a small smile.
"Uh, yeah." Ashley answered, embarrassed, as she fixed her hair.
Spencer chuckled slightly, and she patted Ashley on the arm before returning to her notes.
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It was lunch break as the girls sat at an empty table in the quad. They were mostly silent, as they ate their food–If you could, in fact, call it food. Aiden caught sight of them and jogged over to the table where he plopped down next to Spencer, across from Ashley.
Ashley shot him a glare, and continued to stab at her lunch, obviously not interested in eating it.
"Aww, Ash, are you still sore at me from this morning?" he said as he took a sip on his milk. "I’m sorry, but otherwise you would have skipped."
She didn’t reply but picked up a french fry and hurled it at the jock, hitting him in the chest.
"That would be a yes," Spencer giggled.
"Obviously," Aiden brushed the crumbs from his shirt. He looked up at Ashley who was still moving the food around her tray and noticed the bandage under her eye. "Hey, Ash, what happened to your eye? I didn’t notice it this morning." he asked, genuinely concerned.
Once again, Ashley did not respond. And Aiden was growing annoyed from the cold shoulder. "Spencer, make her talk to me." he whined.
Spencer rolled her eyes and sighed as she reached into her backpack and pulled out a plastic baggie, "Ash, talk to him, and I’ll give you one of those brownies that you love so much." she said as she waved the bag of brownies in front of the brunette’s face.
Ashley’s eyes grew wide as she snatched the bag, "Fine. Fucking brownies." she took one out and threw the rest back at Spencer. "A cat scratched me."
"A cat?"
"Yeah, me and Spencer found a cat, yesterday, and right now it’s at my house, plotting evil."
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hahaha i am in love with this story!!! KELLY CLARKSON!!lmfao… hahaha PMS
hahaha i am in love with this story!!! KELLY CLARKSON!!lmfao… hahaha PMS
just getting caught up on this story (i’m behind, i know) but i LOVED what i assume was a 40-Year Old Virgin reference with the “KELLY CLARKSON!” nice, very nice.
just getting caught up on this story (i’m behind, i know) but i LOVED what i assume was a 40-Year Old Virgin reference with the “KELLY CLARKSON!” nice, very nice.