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    P.S. I Love You – (Chapter: living in love.)

    “Ashley!” I heard my sister yell as she ran towards the hot tub

    “Kyla don’t!” I yelled at her then she pretended to jump in, but she stopped and sat down then kicked a load of water at me “Kyla! I didn’t want to get my hair wet!” I yelled at her

    “oh boo…” she said getting back up “…can you take me to volleyball tomorrow?” she asked

    “wow…that’s a hell of a way to ask” I replied getting out of the hot tub then she just looked at me “yeah I’ll take you…what time is it at?”

    “three thirty…” she told me

    “are you kidding? Can’t like Claire take you or something?” I asked her

    “no…” she said

    “fine whatever…” I said then as I was walking away I pushed her into the pool and she came up coughing and yelling at me then her friends just laughed “hey guys” I said walking into the house

    “hi…” they all said then they followed me into the kitchen “Ashley…do you have a like, hot boyfriend?” one of them asked

    “um…no” I told her

    “why not? You’re so pretty! And popular!” they said

    “because…because I don’t like boys…” I told them

    “you mean you’re like…”

    “yep she’s gay” Kyla said walking into the kitchen soaked

    “thanks Ky” I said because Kyla always said it like it was something I was embarrassed about like she never accepted it

    “but I love her for it…” she replied then I just laughed a little and gave her a hug

    “I’ll see you guys later…”I told them and I went up into my room

     

    The next morning I picked Aiden up and we went to Pinkberry and got some yogurt then drove to the beach

    “so…how’s the girlfriend?” he asked

    “she’s not my girlfriend…” I told him

    “um…does she know that?”

    “well I mean…she’s not my girlfriend yet…I haven’t really asked her” I explained

    “ooh…got it…but how is she?”

    “she’s good…” I told him taking a bite of my yogurt “…so want to hear something weird?”

    “yeah…go for it…”

    “Spencer’s birthday is November eleventh and she was born at eleven at night…” I told him

    “what’s so weird about that?” he asked me confused

    “it’s eleven, eleven, eleven…” I told him

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