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The Archetype – (Chapter: the journey)
The Intro.
I guess once you settle in a place you somehow become immovable. Nothing or No one can take you out of that comfort zone,but what if you never find your settled place? How do you fit into the world? You could go around being like me… a "free floater". Most people wouldnt call it that. Most people i know would call it "Ashley Davies being a unemotional whore." I feel like that most days. i do guys, i do girls… i sleep and eat…sex. I guess until now.
Until i met Spencer… i was that unemotional whore that cared about nothing. Yes, i care about Spencer. She is… my bestfriend. She’s been my bestfriend for about six months now…and things couldnt seem any better. i say seem because well on the outside our "friendship" is normal, but on my insides…nothing is. She’s been there for all the drama…she’s been there for all the girls,guys, and drunken nights. I’ve never thought of her as more than a friend because well, that just wasnt going to happen. However over this little span of time…my feelings have grown for her.. in a different way than just friends. I like her…as more than a friend is supposed to like a friend. She doesnt know…although most days it feels like my feelings are being recipricated. She could be just a really friendly person, but…the way she smiles at me, an angels smile, its hard to believe she just sees me as a friend. She does know what side of the fence i play on…we’ve talked about that to. She’s even asked me once what it feels like when you think you like another girl, but she explained to me her other friend asked her and she didnt know how to respond. i just told her you get this deep feeling in you tummy, and its just like liking a guy but different. You turn all red and you have butterflies flying all around you. When i said this she turned crimson…. I really would love for her to feel like i feel. Honestly i think it could happen… i’m just patiently waiting i guess for a miracle. Well here comes my miracle speedly racing toward my locker probably with some new discovery.


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