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    The Perfect Stranger – (Chapter: Numero siete)

    Chapter 7. The date

     

     

    Spencer and Ashley are sitting in the blanket. Ashley took out the food from the basket.  Spencer tried to help her but she stopped her.

     

    S: Here let me help you with that.

     

    A: No! don’t you dare touch this basket. I just want you to sit there and look pretty while I prepare our food.

     

    S: Sigh fine.

     

    Ashley took out plates, forks, spoon, glasses, just about everything they’d need for their food.   Then she brought out the food. She had some garlic bread and spaghetti.

     

    S: OoOoO spaghetti. That’s my favorite.

     

    A [smiling]: I know.

     

    S: what ever, you didn’t know.

     

    A: actually I did. I asked boris what your favorite food was and ta-da.

     

    S: Boris knows that I’m on a date with you?! No, I didn’t want anyone to know that I’m out wth you.

     

    Spencer was thinking about her brother. She didn’t wanna betray him, and if he finds out that she’s going out with the person that caused him heart ache, he’d be mad.

     

    Ashley realize that spencer was getting worried so she told her not to worry.

     

    A: Relax, I didn’t tell boris that you’re out with me.  I just asked him and didn’t tell him why.

     

    S [relieved]: Oh, okay.

     

    A: so lets eat. I don’t want the food to get cold. Plus it’s 8 already. I don’t want you to stay out too late.

     

    S: okay then.

     

    30 mintues have passed and they finally finished eating.

     

    A: So spencer, what time are you suppose to go home? Cuz we can go now. I don’t want your mom to hate me for getting you home too late.

     

    S: don’t worry. It’s still early. I’m fine being here right now.

     

    A: great! So spencer tell me something about your self.

     

    S: well what do you want to know?

     

    A: Well for starters, how about you tell me why I had to get your keys and blackmail you to get you to actually go out with me.

     

    S: Um, how about you ask anything besides that.

     

    A: C’mon spencer, you can tell me. I promise I won’t get mad. Would it help if I tell you I have some idea why you didn’t want to go out with me?

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