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    My Alien Girlfriend – (Chapter: Greetings Earthlings)

    Across from the bed there was a desk. On top of the desk there was something the Martian knew of, a computer.

    “Finally, something I recognize.” She said happily as she took a seat in front of the machine. “Computer on,” Ashley commanded.

    The Martian waited for it to power on but it did nothing.

    “Computer, power on,” She demanded again in a more powerful voice.

    And to Ashley’s frustration … nothing happened. Getting up from her seat in a huff she left the room and knocked on Spencer’s door hoping she could help.

    Spencer angrily wrenched open the door and glared at the older teen. “What did I tell you about bothering me Amanda?” The blonde hissed.

    Ashley tried to respond but the sight of the beautiful teen left her tongue tied. Her hearts were doing that weird thing again when they started to pick up speed.

    “Um, I computer,” She stuttered helplessly.

    Spencer frowned. “What?”

    “The um …”

    “Whatever.” The blonde scoffed slamming the door in the Martian’s face.

    “Don’t mind her.” Glen said leaning against his doorframe. “Spencer can be a big bitch sometimes.”

    “I heard that!” Spencer yelled from her room.

    “Good.” Her brother called back, before turning to Ashley. “So, since the dweeb over here didn’t want to help you, maybe I can.”

    Ashley nodded, although she had no idea what a dweeb was. Maybe that was a nickname for Spencer. “I need assistance with the computer, it’s being disobedient.”

    “What do you mean disobedient?” Glen asked confused.

    “It won’t turn on.” The Martian supplied.

    “What? Clay just got this computer. Let me check it out for you.” The teen said breezing past Ashley and towards the computer. He hit the power button and watched it come on.

    Ashley’s eyes widened in surprise, “How did you do that, you didn’t even have to say anything! That’s amazing.”

    “Um, yeah,” Glen replied raising an eyebrow. “I guess they don’t have computers like that from where you come from huh?”

    The Martian shook her head still staring at the computer in amazement.

    “Right, well, mom says it’s time to eat dinner so come on.” He summoned walking out of the room and down into the dining room.

    “Where’s Spencer,” Arthur asked once everyone got settled at the table.

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