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    Destined – (Chapter: 3)

    “Hello?”

    “Hey, How’re you feeling?”

    “I’m getting there, How was training?”

    “It was awesome, they were telling me….”

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    “C’mon Spence, if you’re really that nervous well you should know by now no one is going to force you to do anything”

    “I know Ash but still, you hear everyone talking about it at school and it can happen at any moment”

     I open my eyes and look up into the darkness that was now covering her room. We were lying on her bed but were illuminated by the one dim light she kept on during the night. I shifted onto my side and faced her.

    “I know it’s stupid but we’re already fifteen and…”

    “I really don’t think you have anything to worry about” she says as she looks at me

    “I guess…”

    “Hey, when it happens it’ll be your turn to see the fireworks you read about it and the sparks you hear all those girls talk about”

    “You’re right Ash”

    “Aren’t I always?”

    I can’t help but smile at her

    “You know what?”

    “Hmm?”

     “You can be pretty deep sometimes”
    “Shh… you better not tell anyone Carlin, it can damage my reputation for good” she says dramatically

    “Well then consider it damaged Davies”

    I close my eyes but suddenly feel a pillow lightly tap my face

    “You better not have done what I think you did” I say faking a serious tone

    “What if I did?”

    I sigh and just lay there making her think I was just gonna go to bed.

    “See that’s what I thought”

    I knew it wouldn’t take her long to taunt me. I reach over quickly grabbing a pillow of my own, stand up on her bed, and start to hit her lightly with it.

    “You’re going down!” she says as she hops up from her spot and starts to fight back with her own pillow. We continue our little war while we jump on and off her bed, chase each other around her room, fall over countless times, and laugh so much our stomachs hurt. It all stopped when we heard her nanny knock on her door telling us to quiet down.

    “Sorry Maggie!” we both shout even though we’re still giggling

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    Comments

    1. I am curious too. Whatever did happen between the both of them, Spencer feels it was her fault. Atleast, that’s what I get from the last line. PMS

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