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    Forever Young – (Chapter: 8 I’ll Be)


    “You are my candy gi-i-irl.”  I messed up the guitar.  So I pushed it to the side and just improvised.  


    “Ba Ba Ba”  I imitated the music.


    “And you got me-”  I pointed to my self while walking closer to the piano bench.  “Wanting yooou!”  I pointed to Spencer ending my attempt at singing for her.


    She was laughing with her head thrown back as I got up from my knees.  


    “Don’t laugh I did my best.”  I said teasingly.


    “Sorry Ash.  But that was insanely funny and cute.”  She said through laughing spurts.  


    Cute?  Should I be insulted.  “Cute?”  I asked flatly.  


    “Yes it was cute.  Your cute.”  She clarified.  


    Ok now I can go off on a pointless tirade but you know what.  I wont cause if Spencer thinks I’m cute.  I must be cute.  At least to her.  Which is all that matters.  At least.


    “Does big bad Davies not like being called cute?”  She questioned.  I fake pouted.


    “I don’t mind for you.”  I said grinning. 


    She giggled.  “Good cause you are cute.  Cute, adorable, Loving, sweet, and darling.”  She said naming of a thesaurus.  


    I gave her my best pout.  


    “Cute does mean Clever of Cunning.”  She informed.  


    “Really?”  I didn’t know. 


    “Yeah.  Especially in a self seeking or superficial way.”  She added.


    “Way to kill an ego.”  I commented cradling the bruised character trait.  


    She kissed my temple.  “All better.”


    I couldn’t speak I was mush.  Involuntary mush.  Just like mud, or overly wet clay.


    We were stuck in another one of those gazing moments.  


    “Your voice is amazing Angel.  I didn’t know you could sing like that.”


    I blushed.  Spencer got me to blush.  “You’ve heard me sing before.”


    She scoffed.  “When were 8 doesn’t count.”


    “How about the other day at your house with your family.”  I threw back.


    “Ash I couldn’t even hear myself over Glen’s tone deaf squealing and chanting.”  She stated flatly.  


    “Well thank you then.”  I replied graciously.  


    “You are very welcome much.”  She furrowed her eyebrows.  “No.  Welcome very mu-…”  She pulled a funny puzzled look.  “Never mind its something like that.”

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    1. omg that was so incredibly awesome! please please please PMS!!!! The suspense between Ashley and Spencer is crazy. I just want them to get together already loll. Anyway you are doing an amazing job. I love this story :)

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