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    Here Comes the Sun – (Chapter: Chapter 4)

    Story written on October 24, 2007 by mentalpiracy.
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    Spencer propositions Ashley.

    Here Comes the Sun: Chapter 4

     

     

    The rest of the performers go on, but not one of them got the same reaction from the crowd as Ashley did. Most of the patrons have left already, but some have stayed behind to keep drinking. After all, we’re still open for another two hours or so.

     

     

    Morgan walks over to me while Meg mans the bar.

     

     

    “Hey, that Ashley girl was really good.”

     

     

    I’m going to play this off like it’s no big deal.

     

     

    “Oh? I hadn’t really noticed.”

     

     

    “Oh, whatever, Spence! Your eyes were totally glued to her while she was playing, and even before she went on!”

     

     

    Damn that diabetic.

     

     

    I just roll my eyes and shrug my shoulders at her.

     

     

    Oh no. She’s got that look on her face. That evil, conniving look.

     

     

    “Do you think we should ask her back to play on Friday night?”

     

     

    I can already feel the giant, goofy grin spreading over my face as she says this.

     

     

    That woman is a diabetic genius.

     

     

    “Well, we do have one more spot open in the line-up.”

     

     

    “Come on, Spencer. You so want her to come back. And this will just give you an excuse to talk to her tonight.”

     

     

    WHAT?!? Sure, I wanted to meet her, but I didn’t actually expect it to happen!

     

     

    “NO! No, no, no, no! I can not talk to her! What if I make an ass out of myself?”

     

     

    She smirks at me, “Well, seeing as you do that all the time anyway, it shouldn’t be all that bad.”

     

     

    Another eye roll, courtesy yours truly.

     

     

    “Please, Morgan, can’t you go ask her?”

     

     

    “Oh, look at that. There are people at the bar who need my amazing bartending services. Hey, I’ve got an idea! Why don’t you go talk to Ashley? Good luck!”

     

     

    She walks back to the bar, and leaves me standing by the stage with my mouth hanging open.

     

     

    Ugh. I love/hate her right now.

     

     

    I can see Ashley sitting at a booth with three other people. A short, red haired girl is sitting next to her, sipping on a cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette. Across from them are a small dark haired, and a guy with short dirty blonde hair, who seems to be the dark haired girl’s boyfriend. They’re all kissy and cuddly with each other, while Ashley and the redhead are talking. It makes me vomit in my mouth a little bit.

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