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    Nowheresville – (Chapter: Chicken Soup: Chapter 22)

    Previously: Ashley’s POV– "…Kyla’s always been her favorite. Kyla wears pink and make-up. She puts on skirts and heels. Mom always says "You should have been my son."  She cooes over everything Kyla does. She took my cousin Samantha to a Victoria’s Secret runway show because I said I wanted to go. She asks me if I’m having sex yet and sighs when I say no.  The only reason she took me shopping was because I was going to the dance with Aiden. That time you heard her call me the D word wasn’t the first time. Later that night I woke up and heard her mumbling into the phone through the vent about a pick-up on Sunday. She didn’t send me away because of my powers she sent me away because she thought I was gay."

    Ashley’s POV

    We stayed at the creek for a long time. Spence held me and rubbed my back. I cried a lot. I don’t remember having cried this much in my life. I look down on crying. It shows weakness. The whole time  Spencer just held me and wiped away my tears. We’re walking to her house now because she’s refusing to let me near my mom.

    "No, you’re coming to my house so I can have my way with you."

    "Spencer, I told you I’m not ready yet."

    "I was kidding. What are you so afraid of?"

    "Nothing. I don’t know. Stuff." I say not knowing how to articulte my anxieties.

    "Stuff like what?" she asks taking my hand.

    "You make my brain fuzzy. Why are you so horny today?"

    "Fuzzy? Wow, that’s a good use of vocabulary. I don’t know why I’m like this today. I just can’t control myself around you. I feel like a dog sitting in front of a Big Mac."

    "Good analogy Spence. Maybe one of the planets is in retrograde. Maybe it’s cause ‘I’m so damn hot!’" I sing to the tune of ‘You’re so damn hot’ by OKGO.

    "Maybe it’s cause the whole clueless virgin thing you have going is a really big turn on. I mean I still have my V-card but I’m not as in the dark as you. It’s very endearing. Makes me want you more." she says as we walk into her house.

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