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    Sliding Doors – (Chapter: Chapter 8 By Plane or By Club)

    June 14, 2009 9:09 pm PST

    Glen: “So, why did you call that Ashley girl your ‘soul mate? And why did we chase her all around campus?!”

    It’s been a long day. I’ve already fulfilled my cardio for the whole week, my emotions have been all over the place, I’ve passed out, lied to my parents and an assortment of strangers, and had a not so mini fight with my mother about me now going to USC. I was actually considering getting some rest on the four plus hour plane ride back to Ohio, however, it looks like this day isn’t getting any shorter.

    Spencer: “Do we have to do this now, Glen?”

    Glen: “Yes! You said you’d tell me everything!”

    Spencer: “Actually I said I would tell you everything if you helped me find her.”

    Glen: “Spencer, come on, talk to me.”

    I look over to where my parents are sitting, a few rows away. My mother appears to already be asleep and my father has his headphones on, waiting for takeoff. I let out a deep sigh as I stare out the airplane window before turning to my brother.

    Spencer: “It’s kind of a long story.”

    Glen: “Well, we have a few hours and it’s not like we can go anywhere.”

    The plane starts to taxi down the runway I try to think about where to start. Should I tell him I’m gay, should I tell him about my “feelings,” Madame Juliet, the dreams, my soul mate?

    Spencer: “I don’t know if I want to tell you.” I can’t quite meet his eye.

    Glen: “Look, Spen, I know that we’re not exactly close and that you think I’m an ass, and if Clay were still alive I wouldn’t be the brother you would go to, but I’m trying to be that guy.

    Spencer: “You’re a little less of an ass these days.” I smile at him because she looks so sincere.

    Glen: “What I’m trying to say is that I grew up a little at college, ya know. So why don’t you just start at the beginning.”

    Spencer: “I’m a little scared, Glen.” He looks surprised.

    Glen: “Of me? I’m your brother!”

    Spencer: “That’s why I’m so scared.”

    Glen: “Okay, well let’s start with an easy one then. How do you know that girl?”

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    1. Arrrgh! I hate you! How long are you going to continue to torture us??? Please stop!…don’t stop writing..no that would be bad, very bad!!…stop the pain…..*ahem* dramatic moment over….loved it, love ya, now get back to work!!!

    2. come onnnnnn!! this really is to much. you’ve got be dangling from a thread, anxiously waiting for them 2 meat so would you be so kind and spare my life byletthemmeatalready…..PLEASE :)pms!!!

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