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    The Rules of Highschool – (Chapter: Chapter Ten)

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    Glen and Paula being asses. Family dinner discussing Spencer. Screaming, yelling, and crying

     

     

       "Are you happy now Paula?" Paula went to speak but before she got the words out Glen interupted them.
       "How can you accept this dad? It’s fucking disgusting!"
       "Glen, upstairs, now!" Glen was about to object. "Not another word young man!" Glen did as he was ordered and trudged up to his room, leaving the door cracked a little bit so he could hear what was being said downstairs.
       "Arthur, do you honestly expect me to accept this?" Paula was being dead serious.
       "Are you kidding me, Paula? She’s your DAUGHTER! Of course you’re supposed to accept it."
       "I don’t know if I can." Arthur looked at Paula as if she were a stranger.
       "I don’t even know who you are anymore. Honestly, this is rediculous. You’re being rediculous. And you’re only pushing her away. Push hard enough and she won’t come back." And then he left the room and went backdoors hoping his words would sink into Paula’s think-headed close-minded skull.

     

     

    Spencer walked up to her locker, grabbed her books, than headed to Ashley’s locker. The brunette had her back turned and was watching people walk by. Spencer figured she would take advantage of this. After all, she was done caring with what other people think. She was going to show her GIRLFRIEND off! She walked up behind Ashley, being sure to keep her feet as quiet as possible. She laid her books down on the floor softly and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s waist and kissed her neck.

       "Spence?" Ashley breathed out. "Someone might see?"
       "I.." She kissed her neck again "Don’t" And now her cheek. "Care"
       "Are you sure?" Ashley turned around the faced the beautiful blonde.
       "Absolutely." She pulled Ashley close and held her firmly against her. Ashley leaned in first for the kiss. It was short and sweet but Spencer was glad it happened. She was tired to trying to hide from the pain. She was tired of caring what people think. And she was tired of having Ashley putting up with her cowardness.
       "Whatcha thinking about?" Ashley said while leaning her forehead against Spencer’s
       "Just about my amazing girlfriend."
       "Hmm, do I know her?"
       "You might"
       "What’s her name?"
       "Umm,, hermm,, yano, what? I cant seem to remember." Spencer pulled away a bit and winked.
       "Maybe you need something that will job your memory."
       "That might help" Ashley leaned in again and sweetly kissed the tip of Spencer’s nose. "Umm, A–Ashley. Ashley umm…" Spencer laughed a bit. Ashley moved her leg up and pressed her knee against Spencer’s center. "ooh"
       "What’s her name?"
       "Assh, Ashley" Ashley pressed harder. She moved her mouth to Spencer’s ear and nipped it a bit.
       "What was that?"
       "Davies, Ashley..Asshhley Daviesss." Ashley removed her knee and pulled away from Spencer.
       "Good, now lets go to class."
       "Umm, tease much?" Spencer let out a frustrated sigh. They began walking, hand in hand, to class. They turned a corner and ran into somebody.
     
       "Spencer….???" The figure saw their linked hands and looked furious.

    who was it?

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