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    The Princess and The Puppet – (Chapter: Poor Spencer)

    CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

     

    SPENCER’S POV:

    Last night was so amazing. After Ashley and I had a our unbelievable make out session in the kitchen we went upstairs to her room. And I know you are probably thinking we had sex. Well, we didn’t. I may be crazy about this girl but I have only known her for two weeks.

    Anyway, when we got up to her room we did kiss some more…a lot more. Every now and then we would take a break and talk about anything that came to us. Eventually we both fell asleep.

    Now, it’s about 12:30 in the afternoon. Ashley and I are still in her bed both lying on our sides facing each other. She is still asleep and I am just watching her. I know that may sound a bit creepy, but I can’ take my eyes off of her. She is so beautiful.

    MEANWHILE…

    Kyla and Chelsea wake up and notice that Spencer is not in Kyla’s room. Chelsea goes downstairs to look for her and Kyla searches the upstairs. While Kyla is passing by Ashley’s room she notices that Ashley’s door is slightly cracked open. She decides to take a quick glance inside. She quietly pushes the door open and sees Spencer and Ashley in bed. When she is just about to say something Chelsea covers her mouth and pulls her away from the door.

    Chelsea: Kyla, what are you doing?

    Kyla: Did you see that? Spencer is in bed with Ashley.

    Chelsea takes a hold of Kyla’s arm and pulls her back into Kyla’s room.

    Chelsea: Kyla I’m sure nothing happened.

    Kyla: How do you know? I bet Ashley put some kind of spell on Spencer. She’s a demon, she can do that.

    Chelsea: Would you stop it. Look I know you and Ashley have your problems, but Spencer is our friend. We need to let her make her own decisions and trust her judgment.

    Kyla: Alright. (sarcastically) By the way happy 40th birthday Mrs. Lewis.

    Chelsea: Oh no you didn’t.

    Kyla: I think I did.

    Chelsea picks up a pillow from Kyla’s bed.

    Chelsea: Girl, you better run.

    Chelsea cocks back the pillow ready to swing at Kyla. Kyla’s eyes get big and she takes off out of the room with Chelsea on her heels.

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    Comments

    1. That was great, I especially like the part when Chelsea says that she thought Spence was Kyla and Spencer asks her: “Do I look like I’m 3 feet tall?” it seriously made me laugh so harder soda came out my nose xD

    2. That was great, I especially like the part when Chelsea says that she thought Spence was Kyla and Spencer asks her: “Do I look like I’m 3 feet tall?” it seriously made me laugh so harder soda came out my nose xD

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