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    Ace High – (Chapter: ch 3)

    Spencer rushed home.

     

    It did not escape her on the ride to Ashley’s house that the girl only lived about a block away. That kind of made her heart flutter to know the brunette was only a short run away from her house. Chastising her self for thinking that, knowing that Ashley would not be there for her even if she ran over there.

     

    Running up the stoop of the house and unlocking the door with her key she fished out of her pocket seconds ago, she entered.

     

    “Where have you been young lady?” her father barked out as her foot rested inside the door way, not even all the way in and she was yelled at.

     

    “I…sorry.”

     

    “Sorry. That is a apology. I asked where you were?”

     

    “I was at…a friend’s house studying.” it was not a lie since she way studying, just not text. She was memorizing things about the girl sitting in front of her.

     

    “You didn’t call. You know the rules.”

     

    “Glen never calls and is out late all the time!” Spencer never spoke like this, voice raised and eye brows meeting her hair line but she just could not understand the double standard any more.

     

    “And you know why that is.” Arthur calmed his tone noting the change in his daughter, “Is everything alright Spencer?”

     

    Sighing, blowing out all the air as if that would help with her jumbled thoughts, “I’m fine dad.”

     

    Arthur nodded and walked off.

     

    Spencer felt anger boiling up as she stormed up to her room. They never pried. If she said she was fine than they took it at face value. They didn’t care. Tossing her back pack on her bed she stared at the mirror. Looking at her self, her tired blue eyes, her long blonde hair framing her face and the same clothes style she always wears.

     

    Except not that night. Not the night she lost her virginity, lost her first kiss and not to someone she trusted, not from someone that was her friend, no she lost it to someone she hoped would continue to like her even after, her crush. But as the day light broke she awoke to find herself alone, a note set on the pillow with no words that showed the other remembered and even when they met again no recognition flashed across their face or in their eyes.

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    1. so who shoved the sticks up paula and arthur’s asses? seriously.. a month of grounding for 10 minutes. damn. anyway the locker scene was totally unexpected but hot! glad to get some back story too. excellent update, pms!

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