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Settling Into ‘Me’ – (Chapter: 20–Glen’s Big Mouth)
Her ‘OK’ response was whispered and we slowly swung, barely missing the hole on the first hit.
"Oh man! That was so close, Ash!" She turned around to face me, and I realized that her face was flushed red and her eyes had darkened two shades. "Yeah, uhh… that was great, Spencer. I got it from here." She smiled at me, and I knew she had felt the same sparks I had. She was flustered, blushing and stuttering.
And absolutely adorable.
As she walked down and hit it into the cup with one, effective stroke I prepared myself to play the first hole, when I heard Glen from behind me.
"What, she’s not going to molest you while you putt too?"
"What?" I dropped the putter and turned to Glen, anger was radiating off me. I knew he wasn’t really okay with everything, but I didn’t expect him to be that blatant about things.
"Glen!!" Madison yelled, surprising me. Madison had gotten a lot cooler than she was when I first started at King High, but she still had a little bitchy streak in her. But the smack she laid on his shoulder showed me that she really didn’t approve of his comment. I heard Ashley walking back over, noticing the commotion between the three of us, but I didn’t want her to get in the middle of things.
"Ashley, go on to the next whole with Clay and Chelsea, please?"
"Spencer, what? What just…"
"Ashley," I interrupted her, putting my hands on her belt, feeling Glen’s glare tear into my back, "Ashley, it’s fine. Let me talk to my brother. Please go over with Clay."
She must have seen the pleading in my eyes, and she started walking over to the couple, but not without shooting Glen a look of hatred. I took a deep breath and walked over to Glen, glad to see Madison still shooting him daggers.
"Madison, give us a second?"
"Sure thing Spencer." She slapped Glen once more on the arm before sauntering off.
"Glen, what was that about? Clay told Ashley that you were cool with this."
"Yeah, well, that was before I saw that slut pawing all over you." His voice was dripping with disdain.
"I don’t know what you think you’ve seen, but if anything, I was all over her just then, and I don’t see you calling me a slut. So quit with the double standard and get over yourself. You’re no better than mom."
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i hate glen! he’s such an ass! why can’t he just be happy for them for ONCE? wouldn’t it be nice? hm .. i hope everything is okay, even though .. it’s prolly not gonna be. “/ anyways! GREAT post! PMS!!
i really love this story!! pms!!
LIES!! no one human can be that shallow!
i hate glen! he’s such an ass! why can’t he just be happy for them for ONCE? wouldn’t it be nice? hm .. i hope everything is okay, even though .. it’s prolly not gonna be. “/ anyways! GREAT post! PMS!!
i really love this story!! pms!!
LIES!! no one human can be that shallow!
I HATE GLEN!!!!!!! ahh i love this story so much!!!! you are an amazing writer keep it going please let spashley work out and be together!!! love it!! keep it going
I HATE GLEN!!!!!!! ahh i love this story so much!!!! you are an amazing writer keep it going please let spashley work out and be together!!! love it!! keep it going
As always, your writing never ceases to amaze me. Great update. BTW it would be great if Glen could contract some debilitating disease that attacks the vocal chords…just hoping!!! ;) PMS
As always, your writing never ceases to amaze me. Great update. BTW it would be great if Glen could contract some debilitating disease that attacks the vocal chords…just hoping!!! ;) PMS
Love the story, but yeah Glen’s and ass, but is he right?
Love the story, but yeah Glen’s and ass, but is he right?