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    The Ranch – (Chapter: 3 Friends Or Not Friends?)

    Story written on February 21, 2008 by Chewy.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=16686
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    Move the pile? What’s that?

     

    "I meant to ask you. Do you like Aiden?"

    "No" she smiles at my answer that nose-crinkling smile. I love that smile.

    "Good because I was thinking we could play a practical joke on him or something. Do you want to help?" hell yes I want to help, that jock is beginning to get on my last nerve.

    ‘‘Yea, I’ll help’’

    ‘‘Good.’’

     

     

    Ashley’s POV

     

    Doing the happy dance in my mind, I almost missed her next question. "What do you have in mind?"

     

    This is going to be a beautiful friendship. However, after talking to her even that little bit I’m already smitten. I can handle being just friends with her. No, I’m lying to myself. I want more. I will always want more. I just hope she feels the same way. The sparks I felt had to mean something right? She must have felt them too. I know she did. I saw her face.

     

    "I’m not sure yet, but I will figure something out by tonight."

    "Sweet" We enter the barn only to be met with three very smelly-dirty teenagers. Apparently, I missed the manure fight.

     

    Kyla and Madison must have gotten pissed off at Aiden because he is covered in shit. Damn! I can‘t believe I missed it. Maybe I could’ve of helped. He’s going to smell for weeks. The other two are not any better off but at least they do not have any in their hair. They do look proud of themselves.

     

    "What happened in here?" Spencer sounds furious.

     

    "Well you see, this dumbass…" Kyla cuts off Madison. "He was trying to convince us to have sex with him in the nasty ass barn." Aiden just smirked. He’s an asshole. I bet they would help us too. We could make his entire stay her miserable. This summer is starting to look up.

     

    "You three go get cleaned up and meet me back here. You’ve got thirty minutes." The young blonde gritted teeth.

     

    They all left for the showers. Boy did they ever make a mess in here. This is going to take forever to clean up. "Ash, do you mind helping me?"

    "Sure. No problem." We got to work cleaning up the mess that they made. Spencer is a hard worker. Just another thing I lover about her. Wait! Love? I can’t already love her can I? Smiling to myself, yes I can.

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