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    I Could Never Forget About You – (Chapter: The Fair)

                    “Me chicken? Spence, you won’t even do a kiddy ride.” I turn around to find her in the same spot. I do my best impression of a chicken as I make my way back to my destination.

     

                    “I’m not scared Spence.” She says, jogging until she catches up with me.

     

    I guess we’ll just have to see.

     

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                    “I can’t believe I’m on this.”

     

                    “Now see this, this is fun.” I lay my head back on the not so comfy seat and close my eyes.

     

                    “How is this in any way fun Spence. All it does is go in a circle…in slow motion.” I can hear sarcasm in her voice. It makes me smile.

     

                    “Oh c’mon its romant—“ My eyes shoot open once I realize what I was about to say. “Nice…its nice.” I lamely try and cover it up.

     

                    “Romantic?” Damnit.

     

                    “That’s not what I meant Ash.” I say defending myself. I take a quick look at the brunette, and notice her smirk. You know…sometimes I hate having a damn mouth.

     

                    “Oh you so did.” Now she’s teasing me. I can already feel my cheeks getting hotter, and no doubt redder.

                   

                    “Nope.” I can’t make eye contact with her.

     

                    “Yes.” She’s not going to let this go.

     

                    “No.” Neither will I.

     

                    “Yes.”

     

                    “I said it was nice.” Lame I know, but when you have a smirking brunette next to you…let me know how well you do.

     

                    “You said romantic…admit it.” I shake my head staying with my cover. She keeps poking me, and let me tell you…getting poked on a Ferris wheel, hundreds of feet up…not so much fun.

     

                    “Fine…I said romantic.” I say in a whisper. All her poking ceases.

     

                    “Hmm.” What’s that supposed to mean?

     

                    “Hmm, what?” I ask, finally making eye contact with her.

     

                    “Nothing.” Now she wants to play this game?

     

                    “No, no, no not nothing…what?” I shift to get a better angle of her face. She’s quiet for a moment before she starts grinning.

     

                    “It’s just…I knew you were hot for me but—“

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    1. YAAAY!..love the update!..the carnival idea is so cute haha..and this carrie chick..hmmm..i wonder why Ashley can’t seem to remember her?..oh boy..complications ahead?!..PMS!..

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