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After our encounter with Spencer after school we all migrated to my house where we sat in my room and pondered her existence. That sounds rather pitiful but there were just something about her that stuck with you, stuck with us all, even Madison.

I had walked it from the garage and forgotten for the first time in years that my house alarm was set and when I ran to the keypad I couldn’t punch in the key right. My brain was clouded and I didn’t like it one bit.

Aiden led the way upstairs after turning the alarm off in time and Madison followed jabbering on about something the cheerbitches did to her today.

I sprawled back out on my sofa only this time Madison sat where Aiden was this morning and he nearly busted my beanbag chair by falling onto it.

“Double D I really think you met your match.”

“Can I paint toenails Ash?” What kind of question is that? Can’t see she something is seriously wrong!

“Sure only if they’re black though.” I stared over at Aiden and furrowed my brow. “Don’t be silly though man, no one can touch me.”

Aiden grabbed a snack before we all ran upstairs and now he was busy stuffing his face and talking with his mouth full. “Did you see yourself on the way home?”

“It was just and off day that’s all.” He was right, for once. I was everywhere. I haven’t been that bad since I started out back when I was 8.

He chuckled at me. “I’m surprised you made it home in relatively one piece. I mean your chin has a gash in it and your elbows are banged up. You’re worse than me.”

Madison giggled to herself before replying. “And that’s saying something.”

I exhaled out in frustration towards them both. They were right I was off my game without any reason what so ever. Spencer had infiltrated my mind and screwed everything up and all we had done is talk.

She didn’t reject any of my advances because I hadn’t sent any out. She didn’t win a race or bet against me. It was simply something about how she carried herself. She gave off this ‘I will eat you alive and you’ll enjoy it’ vibe.