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Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 7)
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“Just wake up on time Spencer,” Clay smiled, I liked him more than Glen but he was to busy with life to hang out.
“Not my fault I don’t hear it go off,”
”She said two minutes and she’s leaving,” Glen came half way back up the stairs.
“Got to go,” I growled running back to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth, throw on some deodorant, Was that the car? Ran to my room glancing out the window, Ashley put the car in reverse, here we go again! I dashed down the stairs grabbing my back pack on the way down, out the door and down the lawn.
“Ash!” I screamed, I swore she glanced over with a smirk as she was now out of the drive way and putting the car in drive, throwing my back pack in the back seat I hopped over the car barely catching my self from landing in her lap.
“Getting faster Spence,” she chuckled reaching over and pushing some hair from my face, blushing I pulled away fixing it myself.
“I hate you,”
“You love me,” she winked and we headed off to school. To bad she’s right, I thought staring out the window.
So the ride there was quiet as usual, she pulled into her normal spot and we hopped out, she must have sensed how nervous I was because she laced her fingers thru mine giving my hand a nice reassuring squeeze.
When we got to the quad she dropped my hand and rushed over to her group, Lucy was sprawled out on the table with her ipod blasting away, John and his boyfriend Max having a small make out session, both of them dress and act like preppy jocks, it’s a weird relationship from what I’ve seen because neither of them acts gay if you know what I mean, they act like any other guys. I watched in fascination as they accepted her to the table with warm smiles and long embraces.
Sighing I turned to stare at the rest of the students gathering with friends and sharing secret moments, lowering my head I walked to my locker but something I wasn’t expecting was there, words painted on the locker…no, some sign showing the school I was a lesbian…no, what was there shocked me more because as I approached my locker Madison Duarte the second in the chain of command for the cheerleading squad smiled at me.
”Hey Spencer what’s up?” she asked in her sultry Latin voice leaning on my locker.
Shifting the bag on my shoulder I shrugged, “Nothing…”
“Okay look let’s not beat around the bush,” she said still with a hint of smile on her face and blocking the locker.
“Okay….”
“We know what Cindy did…” she stepped closer and my throat closed, “It was wrong.” Her face seemed sad and genuine; it kind of freaked me out because this was one of the biggest bitches on campus, “So we all voted and she’s off the squad and your back on…that’s if you want back on?”
“No…I mean yes I want on but I mean you do know that I’m….”
“Upset,” she interrupted me, “Of course what Cindy did was just plain mean. Trying to make us think you’re a dyke so we wouldn’t know it was her, cruel…so since you want back on meet at my house tonight for practice say six thirty?”
I wanted to correct her, let her know I was a ‘dyke’ so to speak but than again this is what I wanted, a place to fit in where I wouldn’t have to worry about going home and doing nothing seeming as this is the only thing beside karate my mom allows me to do so all I could do was nod, she smiled cheerily at me and headed off telling me not to be late, the bell rang and I put things in my locker and ran to my first class.
TBC.
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i’ve only made 2 comments here, after months of reading(this being my second comment, both of them on your stories.) you are by far one of the best writers on this site, your stories are amazing! completely engaging, i’ve read every one except the one where i think Spencer starts off working the streets… i couldn’t handle that one…but you are my favorite writer and please keep up the great work. foster care love and the dark days/twilight morning series are my favorites. thanks alot for several consecutive hours of entertainment.
i’ve only made 2 comments here, after months of reading(this being my second comment, both of them on your stories.) you are by far one of the best writers on this site, your stories are amazing! completely engaging, i’ve read every one except the one where i think Spencer starts off working the streets… i couldn’t handle that one…but you are my favorite writer and please keep up the great work. foster care love and the dark days/twilight morning series are my favorites. thanks alot for several consecutive hours of entertainment.
NO WAY!!! SPencer is going back to the squad. Well, I guess she does want to fit in,. I just hope that Cindy doesn’t do anything stupid to Spencer and I know Ashley will probably have a fit about Spencer hanging out with the cheerleaders, but I say let her and let Spencer figure out what she REALLY wants!!!! PMS and GREAT CHAPTER!!!!
NO WAY!!! SPencer is going back to the squad. Well, I guess she does want to fit in,. I just hope that Cindy doesn’t do anything stupid to Spencer and I know Ashley will probably have a fit about Spencer hanging out with the cheerleaders, but I say let her and let Spencer figure out what she REALLY wants!!!! PMS and GREAT CHAPTER!!!!
Gr8 chapter i luv this story pms!
Gr8 chapter i luv this story pms!
I’m gonna comment now even though it probably won’t show up because this thing HATES ME! But anyway…I just wanted to say that I think you’re doing a great job with this story and to keep up the good work. I’ll be reading. And here’s to hoping you feel better. Now it is written, it shall be done. I won’t so PMS because that’s waaaaay too much pressure, but don’t leave us hanging too long. Feel better. -Nek
I’m gonna comment now even though it probably won’t show up because this thing HATES ME! But anyway…I just wanted to say that I think you’re doing a great job with this story and to keep up the good work. I’ll be reading. And here’s to hoping you feel better. Now it is written, it shall be done. I won’t so PMS because that’s waaaaay too much pressure, but don’t leave us hanging too long. Feel better. -Nek
Well, would you look at that? It actually worked this time. LOL
Well, would you look at that? It actually worked this time. LOL