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Fame – (Chapter: untitled)
Ashley walked past Spencer, entering the living room. Geez I’ve never had to say more than a handful to my fucks. Now I’m going to be living with one! God she must think I’m an ass. Hell, I think I’m an ass. How do you apologize for fucking someone and than walking out on them without so much as a goodnight kiss? Ashley turned around, placing her hands on her hips, she faced Spencer. Okay I obviously have to make this work. “Ah fuck me.” She groaned and then fell back on the couch, burying her head under one of the pillows; she prayed this was only a bad dream and hoped she’d wake up soon and never have to see Spencer again. Fuck, they don’t tell you how to deal with shit like this in ‘rock star 101’.
Spencer found the awkward situation…..funny and ended up laughing at the rock star’s antics. “You wouldn’t let me.” She teased kind heartily. She knew they were going to be working together and decided to try and make things better between them.
Ashley removed the pillow and glared at the blonde, “A smart mouth too? What a great catch, Pops.” She retorted sarcastically.
Spencer smiled, “Actually I do have smart mouth, a very smart mouth that got accepted to Harvard, Princeton, and Yale.” She responded proudly.
“Then why are you here?” Ashley stood up and started looking around for her cell phone.
“Aiden called me and asked if I wanted to play bass for one of the bands he was on tour with.” Spencer stopped talking. A look of utter despair replaced her naturally cheery features. Ashley stopped looking for her phone and faced the blonde. She noticed the change in expression and assumed something was wrong. Spencer knew what the lead guitarist was going to ask next and dreaded the answer she’d have to give the auburn haired beauty. I just hope they aren’t good friends.
“Spencer.” Ashley drawled out slowly. She gradually approached the blonde, staring at her suspiciously and then stopped in front of the couch. A small coffee table separated the two. Ashley studied the blonde. Spencer’s eyes were cast down, she played nervously with her fingers and she stood tense. “How do you know Aiden?” She asked slowly.
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Great that was good. I really liked the story keep up the good work. pms
Great that was good. I really liked the story keep up the good work. pms
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Great update!
Great update!
This is an awesome fic. I actually like Raife and Ash’s relationship…”The apple doesn’t fall far from tree”… The sunglasses…well…I feel just like Spencer, I think Ashley is hidding her eyes, the one thing that can reveal how she actually feels, behing them…Some kind of self-protectionmechanism…Anyways…Love your writting, love your fic…PMS!
This is an awesome fic. I actually like Raife and Ash’s relationship…”The apple doesn’t fall far from tree”… The sunglasses…well…I feel just like Spencer, I think Ashley is hidding her eyes, the one thing that can reveal how she actually feels, behing them…Some kind of self-protectionmechanism…Anyways…Love your writting, love your fic…PMS!
u r really talented keep writing
u r really talented keep writing