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    Not The Type – (Chapter: My Love)

    “Well, I have other shit to do besides sitting her with you, so bounce.”She laughs and punches me in the arm. “But seriously, I have to go pick up Brooke.” I tell her and, we both stand to walk to the front door.

    “Give me a hug.” I wrap her in my arms once we’re at my front door. “I’m sorry we haven’t been spending that much time together, but you know you’re still one of my best friends and I’ll make it up to you.” I tell her.

    “Thanks.” She gives me a peck on the cheek and walks to her car.

     

     

    “I didn’t think you guys would actually be this boring.” Brooke huffs.

    We’ve been at Spencer apartment for a couple of hours now, just sitting and watching TV. Spencer and I are cuddled up in the love seat, Jordan lying across the floor in front of the TV, and Brooke’s in a chair on the left side of the room whining about how bored she is.

    “I told you, I wasn’t doing anything. You…”

    “Dude,” I roll my eyes when Jordan interrupts me. “I totally agree with Brooklyn Davies. We are young, hot, and Ashley Davies has money,” Bitch. “We should differently be doing something other than watching TV.”

    “Like what?” Spencer asks with a yawn.

    “I don’t know…something.” Everyone rolls their eyes at Jordan.

    “Let’s at least go to the movies.” My little sister adds.

    “Do you want to go to the movies?” I ask Spencer.

    “Not really…I’m a bit tired.”

    “Spence, babe,” Jordan gets off the floor and throws her body across our laps. “It’s only six. You’re not going to sleep.”

    “You guys can go.” Spencer smile tiredly at me.

    “Jay, why don’t you take Brooke to that stupid antic store you’ve wanted us to go to? Brooke likes shit like that. I’ll stay here with Spencer.” I push Jordan’s head off my lap; she’s sitting in Spencer’s lap now. “Here,” I grab Jordan’s hand and lay some cash in it. “I’ll even pay for you guys to go to the movies.”

    “You guys just want to get us out of the house so you can have sex.” Brooklyn says getting up and snatching the money out of Jordan’s hand.

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