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    SCU! Sexy Collegiates Unite…or Southern California University – (Chapter: One: And You Are?)

         "Here ya go, hun." Ashley stepped in between Spencer and the blockhead, keeping her back turned to him, as she handed over a cup of beer.

         "Excuse me," the idiot grabbed Ashley’s shoulder, spinning her roughly around, "but I think you saw I was in the middle of something."

         "Oh, that pitiful sight of you trying to pick up someone who clearly wasn’t interested?" She tilted her head up, so she looked him in the eye, "I definitely saw it. Noted it, laughed at it, and discarded it."

         "You think you’re funny don’t you?" He took a step closer, his jaw clenching and unclenching in rising anger.

         Is this guy for real? "No, I don’t think I’m funny," Ashley replied, inching her hand up to her belt, fingering the switch blade she kept tucked away, "sarcastic? Cynical? Even bitchy I think I would agree with, but funny? No, but how about you get lost, huh? Or do you need me to spell it in braille on your forehead?"

         "Your opinion doesn’t matter…the chick hasn’t said anything yet." He squared his shoulders, trying to make himself appear larger.

         "See, I wasn’t kidding." Spencer said, stepping up behind Ashley, and laying a hand against the small of her back, suprised to feel the tenseness that resided there, as if the brown-haired girl were simply waiting for a reason to pounce. "I’m not really into cheating."

         "He ain’t gotta know anything." The boy leered.

         "Right, but she kind of already does."

         Ashley had to work at keeping her eyes from widening in shock at Spencer’s announcement. She’s good…here I was ready to slice and dice the dick, and she takes care of it, no blood shed. Hah. "You heard her. Back off," she growled. "the chick isn’t interested."

         "Are you fuckin’ kidding me?" The girl’s only stared mutely back at him, one with a look of annoyance, the other seething without something he had no intentions of unleashing. "Whatever, fuckin’ dykes." He spat the words out, before turning on his heel and disappearing into the gyrating mass of people who hadn’t even noticed a thing.

         Ashley felt some of the tension drain from her, "How about we get out of here?" Spencer nodded, still having not released her grip on Ashley’s hand. "Rule number two-hundred eighty-two of college survival: if you end up beefin’ with somebody at a party, leave. Things always escalate if you don’t."

         "Didn’t think the night would be that eventful." Spencer spoke, once they had gotten outside and began walking the four blocks back to campus.

         "Hah, well, the night isn’t over yet. We were in there for about thirty minutes, tops. There’s still plenty to get into."

         "Yeah, I guess you’re right…" she nibbled on her bottom lip, contemplating whether she should ask her question or not.

         "Spill it."

         "But…I hadn’t even said anything!"

         "Doesn’t mean you didn’t look like you had something to say. So go ahead, say it."

         "When you were arguing with that guy, what were you holding onto?"

         Ashley released Spencer’s hand, having forgotten she was even holding it, and pulled her knife from her pocket. "This."

         "Why…why would you carry something like that?"

         "For protection, it’s better than carrying a gun." Noting the puzzled look on Spencer’s face, she expanded on the idea. "You can accidentally shoot someone, kill them…but you can never accidentally stab someone. If you do that, that’s purposeful, and you really have to be aware of what you’re doing. So, I think they’re better that way."

         "I guess that makes sense." Spencer stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, spreading her arms out before her, "Where to now?"

         "There’s another kegger on Mills Street."

         Spencer rolled her eyes, "How about not…I was thinking something with a little less excitement, and possibly something that won’t have me downtown explaining how you turned some moronic frat boy into human sushi. Not exactly my idea of a good time."

         "Tia’s. We can go there, it’s this little italian restaurant bout ten blocks east. Their strombolis are kick ass."

         Spencer’s eyes lit up. "That has to be the most amazing idea I’ve heard all day."

         "I take it you’re hungry?"

         "Starved."

    Comments

    1. This is damn good so far. Very different and very entertaining. I’m so glad that Spencer isn’t falling for those stupid frat guys’ tricks. Does Spencer know that she’s interested in girls yet? Hmmmm. I must know the answer to that question, and I must know it now! …or whenever you get a chance to update again.

    2. This is damn good so far. Very different and very entertaining. I’m so glad that Spencer isn’t falling for those stupid frat guys’ tricks. Does Spencer know that she’s interested in girls yet? Hmmmm. I must know the answer to that question, and I must know it now! …or whenever you get a chance to update again.

    3. i really like where this is going. im not crazy about the clothing image you are giving ashley, but to each his own! keep it up and post soon

    4. i really like where this is going. im not crazy about the clothing image you are giving ashley, but to each his own! keep it up and post soon

    5. I’m really liking this story. Plenty of humor…”What’s that you ask? How are our professors? Uh, um, we’ve got quads! Lots of quads!” and “human sushi”….haha. Yea, I agree with smile_sadly with the Ashley’s clothing (baseball cap, different), but i can’t wait for more. Post More Soon!!!

    6. I’m really liking this story. Plenty of humor…”What’s that you ask? How are our professors? Uh, um, we’ve got quads! Lots of quads!” and “human sushi”….haha. Yea, I agree with smile_sadly with the Ashley’s clothing (baseball cap, different), but i can’t wait for more. Post More Soon!!!

    7. Would it be crazy to say I’m not that excited about Ashley’s clothes either? lol…and I WROTE it! But there’s a reason she dresses the way she does, and people who become friends, possibly more, always rub off on each other. I’m sure Spencer can teach her a thing or two, at least introduce the girl to the “girl’s side” of clothing stores!

    8. Would it be crazy to say I’m not that excited about Ashley’s clothes either? lol…and I WROTE it! But there’s a reason she dresses the way she does, and people who become friends, possibly more, always rub off on each other. I’m sure Spencer can teach her a thing or two, at least introduce the girl to the “girl’s side” of clothing stores!

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