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    Don’t Confess – (Chapter: Ch. 3)

    I’m on my way to pick up Spencer and I realize i’m kind of nervous.
    Could it be because i’m afraid this plan won’t work out?, or am i beggining to like her?
    I barely know her, but god she is gorgeous. I can’t like her though, she’s just caught in the crossfire of my war with Charlie and she means nothing to me. nothing at all.

    I pull up to her house and she is waiting for me.
    She looks hot in a cute ripped up denim skirt and a pink tanktop. yes, preppy girls are a guilty pleasure of mine.

    She smiles when she sees me and I can’t help but smile back because her smile is incredibly contagious.

    "Hey"
    "Hey yourself"

    i’m still staring at her. she’s so beautiful.

    "So where are you taking me?"
    she snaps me out of my staring.

    "we’re going to gray a local club, a lot of kids from King hang out there"

    "well correct me if i’m wrong but you don’t seem like the I love bonding with my fellow classmates type."

    "way to judge me!, but yes you’re absolutely right i hate kids from gray, but i do love dancing!"

    "okay" she laughs, "let’s club it!"

    We walk into gray and it’s completely packed, on a wednesday go figure, i spot Aiden hitting on some girl, that looks pretty familiar to me, i’m pretty sure i’ve fucked her before actually. I lead Spencer and I to his table.

    "Hey Ash!" he yells out, god he’s tipsy already and its barely 8:30.
    "Who’s your friend?!"

    "Aiden this is Spencer, Spencer this is Aiden, i’m sorry you couldn’t catch him sober"

    "Hey, shut up i’m not drunk, tipsy yes, and it’s a pleasure meeting you Spencer."

    "Same here, i’m glad you’re not a jerk"

    "Why would i be a jerk?"

    "My ass of a brother said you were a jerk, he’s on the basketball team"

    "Who?"

    "Glen, Glen Carlin"

    "wow, you’re Glen Carlin’s little sister, your right he’s an ass!"

    "haha yes"

    "Sorry to interrupt this fascinating conversation guys but does anyone want a drink," i say.

    "Uh yeah get me a gin and tonic!"

    "uh okay, and you spencer?"

    "Just a cherry coke"

    "Coming Right up I smile." i’m getting her a cherry coke alright, with rum. sober girls are no fun.

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