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Why don’t we go somewhere only we know?
“You ready?” I ask her but she’s staring straight ahead, watching all the other students pile into the school. “Spence?” She turns to me, an expression on her face that I can’t quite figure out.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
We get out of the car and I walk over to where she’s standing. “We don’t have to- you know…act like…”
She smiles, the first one I’ve seen since we woke up. “Everyone already suspects that we’re together, or at least something like that. Besides, I want everyone to know that I finally caught the infamous Ashley Davies.” She lets out a little chuckle and I fall more in love with her.
We walk side by side until she grabs hold of my hand and intertwines our fingers. As we walk through the school, eyes follow us everywhere we go. A few people whisper and point but no one says anything to us directly. We walk hand in hand to her first period and she gives me a quick kiss before I walk to mine. There are whispers around me but I don’t mind. The first two periods go by in a daze, my thoughts focused only on Spencer. By the time third period rolls around, I’m excited to see her but she walks up to me with her head down and her eyes filled with tears.
“Spence, what’s wrong? People being assholes?”
She doesn’t say a word, just quietly sobs. I pull her in for a hug, her head resting against my neck. Madison walks by then, screaming at us, “Get a room, you lesbos!” I let go of Spencer, walk over to Madison and punch her in the face. She’s laying there on the floor when the security guard twists my arms behind my back and leads me to the principal’s office. I get a three day suspension for fighting, and a warning that if I ever do it again, I won’t be able to graduate. I figure punching Madison was worth it.
I spend the rest of the day at home watching movies. I got a text from Spencer that said Glen would drop her off later. I’m about to get off the couch and go to the bathroom when the doorbell rings. I open the door to find Spencer with a handful of flowers that I know she must have picked.
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could just be my computer but the formatting seems all stuffed on this. Makes it darn hard to read and it looks good so i want to!
could just be my computer but the formatting seems all stuffed on this. Makes it darn hard to read and it looks good so i want to!
your not the only one. LOLLove this fic so far, PMS
your not the only one. LOLLove this fic so far, PMS