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    From Spangs to Spashley – (Chapter: Chapter Six)

    “So you’re not going to tell me who the girl is?” Spencer asked Ashley over the phone.

    “There is no girl, Spence,” answered Ashley.

    “Why don’t I believe you then?” Spencer questioned with a laugh. You always get really bizarre when you like someone.

    “I don’t know why you don’t believe me,” responded Ashley. I am not being bizarre. Look, Kyla’s calling me. We’ll talk about this tomorrow at school, okay? Bye. Ashley hung up and let out a sigh of relief.

    “Ashley’s being really weird,” Spencer thought. I could always talk to Kyla and see if she knows what’s going on with her sister.

    Kyla had overheard the phone conversation between Spencer and Ashley. “I wasn’t calling you, Ash,” mused Kyla.

    “Spencer doesn’t need to know that though,” Ashley stated. It sounded like a good excuse a few seconds ago.

    “Okay if you say so,” responded Kyla. Spencer’s going to get suspicious over why you’re acting this way.

    “I know,” Ashley agreed. She already thinks that purchasing a self-help book was because I liked a girl and she’s not going to let that subject go, Ky.

    “Well, she was partially right,” pointed out Kyla. You bought the book thinking you could win over Spencer, right? Ashley nodded in agreement.

    A couple days later, Ashley was reading the self-help book at the quad. “Well, well, well,” sneered Madison. What do we have here? Madison took the book away from Ashley.

    “Hey, give it back, Madison!” Ashley demanded. Madison looked at the title of the book and snickered.

    “If this book is for whom I think it’s for, your chances with her are very unlikely,” began Madison.

    “What are you talking about?” Ashley asked.

    “You’re in love with Carlin,” concluded Madison.

    “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Ashley retorted.

    “You’re so in love with her that it scares the hell out of you and the thing is that she will never love you because she prefers girls that treat her like she’s trash and ignore her,” taunted Madison. You follow her around like a lovesick puppy and will do whatever she tells you to do.

    “Shut up,” Ashley growled. Shut up! Don’t you have someone else to bother for a change?

    “Is that the best comeback you could come up with today, Davies?” asked Madison. You are pathetic. Ashley took the self-help book and walked away.

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