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    Crazy Thing Called Love – (Chapter: Chapter Seven)

    Ashley walked into her history class and saw Spencer talking to Chelsea. “Oh,” Ashley said sadly.

    “Hi,” stated Spencer.

    “You know what?” Ashley sighed. I should go. Ashley left the classroom and Spencer went after her.

    “Ashley, wait up!” called Spencer.

    “Leave me alone!” Ashley said in tears. I don’t ask for much, Spencer! Ashley opened her locker and began emptying out her books.

    “Ash, what are you doing?” questioned Spencer.

    “You have no right to call me Ash anymore,” Ashley responded. In fact, it’s Ashley to you. I’m done with King High. I’m moving on. There’s no reason to stick around this hellhole anyway. Ashley slammed her locker door shut.

    “We could try to just be…”

    “No,” stated an angry Ashley. I don’t want to be your friend, Spencer. I never wanted to be just Spencer Carlin’s best friend. Ashley stormed off.

    A couple days later, Ashley was lying down on her bed. Her face was tearstained. “Ash,” Kyla said with concern. You can’t stay here cooped up in your room forever.

    “I can try,” replied Ashley.

    “Look, King High’s a big high school,” Kyla began. Your chances of running into Spencer are slim to none.

    “No, I just saw her the other day,” sighed Ashley.

    “So you think that running away from your problems is the answer?” Kyla questioned.

    “Do you have any better ideas?” asked Ashley. If you do, Ky, I’m more than willing to hear them.

    “I have to think on that,” Kyla answered. I have to head to school. We’ll talk about this later, okay?

    “Whatever you say, little sis,” said Ashley. Kyla left Ashley’s room.

    Twelve year old Ashley and Spencer were walking out of Stop and Shop. “So tell me again why I’m carrying the bags for you, princess?” Ashley questioned. Spencer chuckled.

    “I guess it helps that I’m cute,” responded Spencer.

    “True,” Ashley agreed. But still why am I… Spencer cut Ashley off by kissing her on the lips. Ashley dropped Spencer’s grocery bags and intensified the kiss. Spencer stopped the kiss. A goofy grin appeared on Ashley’s lips. “Look, I’m not complaining or anything, but w-what was that?”

    “I thought it would shut you up,” joked Spencer.

    “No, really,” Ashley stated.

    “I…I just really wanted to know how it felt like to kiss my childhood crime,” responded Spencer simply. Is that such a crime?

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