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    The New Guy – (Chapter: Chapter Nine)

    I sat down in the auditorium along with half of the other kids in the school. I didn’t want to me here I wanted to be at home in my room drinking. Spencer hasn’t talked to me since our blow out. Hell who could blame her? But I stayed true to my word. I didn’t try to talk to her anymore. What was the point anyways, she’d just ignore me. Or yell at me. Which was worse than just plain ignoring me. Then watching Spencer and my sister together was nauseating. They way Kyla hung on her and the way she gave her puppy dog eyes. Ugh! It was sickening!

    The auditorium darken as our principle, Mr. Grayson walked out on stage. "Good evening," He greeted into the mic. "Today we have the pleasure of seeing some of our students show off their magnificent talents, and at the end the student with the most intriguing performance will be going home with a trophy and prize money. Which just to remind you is 200 dollars." He smiled when the crowd clapped loudly. He waited until it died down. "Okay now first to perform is Candace Reed." He walked off the stage as the petite brunette walked out on stage with a flute.

    I sighed and plugged up my ears with headphones. Man if there weren’t teachers behind me right now I’d so make a run for it, but there were so I didn’t. I sat there listening to music as each student came on and each student walked off; until I watched a familiar face walk to the middle of the stage, guitar in hand. I ripped my earphones out. Spencer? Whoa! She looked…HAWT!! She was wearing her usual baseball cap but instead a blue bandana was folded and tied around her forehead. She wasn’t wearing her usual button up shirts or anything like that but instead a white wife beater. She wasn’t even wearing her usually tight fitting jeans. No she was wearing loose ripped jeans. She looked like a total badass and it was dripping!

    "Hey guys, I’m Spencer you know the new kid." The crowd giggled a little. She smiled. "Okay well I’m going to sing you a song ya’ll might recognize. Well uhm here it goes." She looked downed and started her strumming. Then put her mouth to mic.

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