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    My smile falters with you part 2 – (Chapter: who said romance is dead?)

     

    Spencer’s head hit the desk as she finally gave in to the idea that it was probably time to sleep she had been fighting it but the moment had come. She shut her book and looked to the empty bed in the corner. Connie was out tonight, probably around her other halves as usual, they were sweet but argued so much; just so they could make up. The first time she had come home to find a sock on the door handle she wanted to cry but now she was use to it. She was just finishing up her second year doing English at UCLA. Spencer had considered going away to study but with the problems her parents were having she didn’t want to be to far away.

    She was just about to get unchanged when she heard a giant thud against her window. She spud around grabbing her empty cola bottle and raising it above her head. But instead of letting out a scream for help she burst out laughing seeing Ashley pressed up against the glass. She walked to the window slowly watching as Ashley got more annoyed at having to wait. Eventually she made it to the window and unlocked it letting the brunette fall on to her cream carpet.

    “Could you have taken any longer?” she asked sarcastically standing up and brushing herself down.

    “Could you not have used the door?” Spencer replied giving the girl a quick kiss.

    “But this is so much more romantic.”

    “Yes it was romantic the first time and the second time, but this the hundredth time and you are gonna hurt yourself.” Spencer told her, with a crooked smile.

    “Well it’s not so easy in a skirt!” Ashley looked down at her scrapped knee.

    “Oh babe sit down.” The blonde said concerned as she sat beside her girlfriend on the bed as she stuck out her bottom lip wanting sympathy.

    “It’s really sore.” Spencer smiled as she kissed the red area lightly and then blowing on it.

    “How’s it feeling now?”

    “Better.” She faked a couple of sniffles.

    “Was that the only place you hurt yourself?”

    “No, I hurt here as well.” She pointed to her lips.

    “Oh right.” And Spencer leaned forward and their lips touched lightly for a tender kiss. “Feeling better?”

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