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    Forever is Cliche – (Chapter: The Party)

    We got to the party  a little after five. You know me, always "fashionably late". Ha. As we entered the house, the scent of alcohol and hot bodies over came me. I have no idea why, but this smell is always so comforting to me. Its like my calling or something.

    Anyway, Spencer and I made our way over to the dance floor just as my favorite song, The Party, came on. I grabbed Spencer’s hand and dragged her over to dance. Not dancing was not an option.

    Spencer: Where are we going?

    Ashley: Come on, we’re dancing.

    Spencer: Okay.

    I looked her right in the eye and began to dance. There’s nothing like dancing with the hottest girl at the party to your favorite song, I must admit.

    Let me tell you what I do when my day is over
    After picking the right clothes for about an hour
    Oooh, I’m turning orange from all the carats around my neck
    Tonight, I’m takin’ out the bling and I’m dressed to impress

    We slowly made our way closer to one antoher, my hips grinding against hers, still holding one anothers gaze.

    I’m gettin’ ready for my night out on the town
    I’m lookin’ hot ’cause you know we are holdin’ it down
    Rockin’ high tops and sayin’ no to stilettos
    ‘Cause I might get drunk off my ass and I don’t wanna fall

    The song went on, and so did our dancing. I could feel her breath on my lips, hers just centimeters away from mine.

    Let’s get this party started right
    Let’s get drunk and freaky fly
    You with me so it’s alright
    We gonna stay up the whole night
    Let’s get this party started right
    Let’s get drunk and freaky fly

    Just as the song ended, our lips connected into possibly the hottest yet gentle kiss ever. I was still holding her close, for fear of letting her go. She pulled back from the kiss, sighing.

    Ashley: What’s wrong, Spencer?

    Spencer: Its nothing really… I just… I think… I think Im falling for you.

    Ashley: Really?

    I was so happy, I couldnt help but smile. I never would have thought that someone so pretty, so amazing, so perfect would fall for someone like me. Someone who’s screwed up their entire life before they turned 20.

    Spencer: Yes, really. It’s just that when Im with you, I feel like I can be myself, like I dont have to hide who I really am, you know? Its so amazing though, because I really like being with you, and… I dont think that I can picture anything anymore without you.

    That was the sweetest thing that anyone has ever said to me. I couldnt believe the Spencer was being so honest with me, even though we’ve only known each other for a short while. But, honestly, I think Im falling for her just as harder, if not harder, as she is for me.

    Ashley: Spence, I really like you. I think… Im falling for you too.

    Spencer: Seriously?

    Ashley: Yeah… and I was wondering if… if you would like to be my girlfriend?

    Spencer: I would really love that, Ash. Yes. I will be your girlfriend.

    Ashley: Awesome.

    SPENCER IS MY GIRLFRIEND! I feel like screaming, but that would be a little awkard being at a party and all.

    Speaking of, I think its time to go home.

    Ashley: Are you ready to get out of here?

    Spencer: Yeah, lets go girlfriend.

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