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    You Don't Know Me – (Chapter: She Wants Me)

    “Fine, Amber’s working tonight why don’t you asks her to get you a rag or something to wipe Michelle’s face.”Aaron says. “I’ll go in and get some stuff from the restroom to clean up the puke in the backseat. It’ll only take me a minute. We can watch her from the window while we get what we need.” Then we both get out of the car in go into the diner.

    When the door opens the little bell goes off. You know that bell that lets you know someone has just entered… annoying piece of shit. Everyone looks up to see who it is, then goes back to what they were doing. Aaron takes off to the restroom and I look back at the car to make sure Michelle’s ok. After seeing her drunkenly wave at me I look around the diner for Amber. She’s cleaning the table next to the one Ashley’s cleaning. I walk past Ashley and over to Amber.

    “Hey, you guys getting a table?” She asks when she sees me coming.

    “Uh… no actually I was… well…” I lean over and whisper our current situation with Michelle in her ear. When I pull back she tells me to wait right here while she’s see what she can do. Aaron walks past and goes to the car. I look over to Ashley and she’s spraying some cleaning spray on one of the tables.

    “Hey.” I say walking over to her.

    “Hi.” She says real dryly without looking up from the table.

    “Here, just though it away when your done.” Amber says handing me a rag. “Bring the glass back in when you’re done.”She says handing me a tall glass of water. Ashley finally looks up while we make the exchange with a raised eyebrow. I smile at Amber and thank her, glance at Ashley one more time and leave the diner to clean up my friend who has puke on her and Aaron’s car.

    When we’re done I tell Aaron that I’ll be right back, I have to take the glass back. When I get in the diner, Amber yells ‘give the glass to Ashley’ before going into the restroom. I walk up to the dinner and sit the cup down on the counter. Ashley turns around and grabs the cup, but instead of turning around again like I expect her to do, she leans her elbows on the counter and looks at me.

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    1. 0o this story is so good! hmm I wonder though if those kids are ashleys or not.. hopefully they start tlkn, like actual convos haha post more soon! ^_^

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