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    We Were Just Meant To Be – (Chapter: 11 – Rollerblades and Promises)

    After the night at Joe’s Spencer and I didn’t see each other for the next couple of days, and it was terrible. I know what you’re thinking, “get over it, it’s only a few days” but I couldn’t bare it. We had to spend some time apart though, we did have other friends that we had to spend time with, and that’s what we did.

     

    After a few days had passed, Spencer thought it’d be a good idea if we went rollerblading. So that’s what brings us here to the top of a hill in a park.

    “Okay, ready?” Spencer asked.

    “This is not gonna go well.” I made sure she was aware of what was bound to happen.

    “Don’t be such a baby, it isn’t even that steep.” It really was that steep.

    “But my skates don’t have brakes.” They don’t.

    “It’s fine, you won’t even need them.” How am I going to stop without brakes?

    “Yeah you’re right. I’ll end up stopping when I crash into a tree, or a wall, or a fence, or a person.” That’s how.

    “Don’t be ridiculous, you’ll be fine, come on.” Yeah, that’s easy for her to say; her skates have brakes.

    So off we go, skating down this major hill when we come to a part of the path that splits into two different directions. I choose to go straight ahead because my brain can’t function quick enough to make the turn, whereas Spencer takes the turn. Big mistake. I continue concentrating on the path ahead of me when I hear a huge shrieking noise. “Whooooooa! Ahhhhhh! Sorry! Oh my god! Excuse me! Sorry! Ahhhh!” It was Spencer. The turning she took goes straight down the entire way and leads to the exit of the park and to the main road, which, as luck would have it was full of people and traffic. I turned to look at her; arms flailing everywhere screaming as she went down the hill, not showing any signs of slowing down. “Why don’t you use the damn brakes that you have!” I shouted at her, she didn’t pay any attention. So here I am off chasing what seems like a lunatic on skates, I am skating the fastest that I possibly can to try to reach Spencer, I don’t actually know what my plan of action is when I reach her. Finally I catch up with her just before the exit and I stop in front of her and she crashes into me; resulting in us lying in a heap of limbs and wheels on the grass next to the path.

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    1. YAY YOU’RE BACK! can’t tell you how much I’ve missed this story. and yea ash the insignificant arguements are because you’re both fighting the fact that you should be together! great freaking update, please PMS!

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