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    Sliding Doors – (Chapter: Chapter 14 Brainstorming)

    August 25, 2009 9:52 am PST

    I didn’t want to go to my morning class but I thought that if I stayed in my dorm a minute longer, I’d jump out of my skin. Aiden watched me pace from the top bunk with a dull expression. When I finally called him last night…three hours and forty-two minutes later…he was less than pleased with me. That is until I told him about what happened.

    Aiden: “Just go!” I stopped my pacing and looked up at him.

    Ashley: “Yeah, you don’t think it’s too soon?”

    Aiden: “Well I’m afraid if you do stay you’ll burn a hole in the floor.”

    Ashley: “Ha ha. Come, Aiden, I don’t know what to do here, a little advice?” Aiden’s eyes bulge as he surveys me.

    Aiden: “God, Ash, you really got it bad!”

    Ashley: “Well I’ve been dreaming about this chick for the last few years, Aiden, I can’t really help but be curious!”

    Aiden: “And you’re sure it’s her?”

    Ashley: “I’m pretty sure. But there’s only one way to find out. Why don’t you come with me? Just stop by to say hi and we’ll know for sure.”

    Aiden: “Okay!” He jumps off the top bunk and immediately starts getting dressed. I laugh at him, but silently thank him. I can’t believe that after all this time he could still be my rock considering our history. He changes quickly and goes over to the door.

    Aiden: “Come on, let’s go.”

    Ashley: “I can’t go like this! I have to get ready first!” I’m wearing jeans and a t-shirt and my hair is pulled back. There is no way I’m going down there looking like this. Granted, I look hot, but I want to look IR. RE. SIST. IBLE!

    Ashley: “What should I wear? A skirts a given, she kept checking out my legs yesterday at class,” I say with a smirk. “But what top should I wear?”

    Aiden: “Oh, wear that black tube top!”

    Ashley: “The one with the rhinestones or the one that shows off my stomach?”

    Aiden: “Stomach.”

    Ashley: “Okay the white skirt or the jean? The jean is shorter but the white is kind of see-through.”

    Aiden: “You know you dress kind of slutty right?” He grins at me.

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