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    Grow Old With Me – (Chapter: Can’t Keep My Hands Off Of You)

    I woke up with a horrible headache, cursing myself for drinking so much the night before. It took me a few moments to figure out why I was in Spencer’s dorm room, but the events of last night/this morning came back to me eventually. A note on the bed read: ‘Had to take a test. Should be back by 12. Love, S.” I checked the clock, noting it was already 11:45, and decided to wait for Spencer to come back.

    “Good, you’re not dead,” Allie said from her seat at her desk.

    “Yeah but I feel like I am,” I joked. “Sorry if I woke you up last night.”

    “It’s alright. I don’t have class until 1.” I sat up and immediately regretted it when I felt a searing pain in my left temple. Super.

    “So… Ben?” I teased.

    “I don’t know. What’s he like? I met him for like 5 seconds.”

    “He’s a great guy. 26, single, solid guitarist and songwriter… his band just got signed so they’re gonna be in New York for awhile.”

    “Sounds good to me.” Just then the door opened, and an exasperated Spencer plowed through.

    “Hey baby, how was your test?”

    “I don’t wanna talk about it,” she groaned. But apparently she did. “I fell asleep in the middle of it and didn’t get to finish. It’s going to kill my grade.”

    “I’m sorry,” I told her. “It’s all my fault.” It basically was.

    “It’s alright. I’d rather fail a test than have something bad happen to you,” she replied. I gave her a hug and a kiss, wondering how I ever got so lucky. She smiled back and placed her bag on a chair before sitting down next to me on the bed.

    “What class was it?” Allie asked.

    “Music Appreciation with Professor Meyers,” she said.

    “Why are you taking that class in the first place?” Allie asked.

    “I needed credits in the arts,” she shrugged.

    “How about I go there and explain the situation to the teacher?” I offered.

    “Are you crazy?”

    “What? It couldn’t hurt. Especially since it’s a music class and I’m, well, a musician.”

    “And what are you going to tell him? ‘Sorry, I got drunk and Spencer had to take care of me. But… I’m famous!’ I’m sure he’ll be really sympathetic.”

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    1. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    2. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

    3. awww….cute. and damn…they were freakin horny! lol. sorry i havent commented, but my computer only likes to comment when it wants to…aka its a piece of crap. but welcome back!

    4. Um, I have to leave for work tomorrow at 7:15 a.m. so I’d appreciate it if you could send Spencer around by me at 6:45 a.m. to…make me breakfast…yeah, that’s it, breakfast. Fantastic, as always, Kozmicblues!

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