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If U Seek Amy – (Chapter: Brave New Girl)
Ashley’s POV
I’m waiting at the green circled table, dead middle of the quad, so Spencer can find me for our little ‘lunch date’ today. Not very romantic today though. Usually I’m James Dean when it comes to these kind of things but I don’t want to scare her off. But I did buy her some lunch. A cheeseburger with a smiley face made out of ketchup on top of the patty, ranch Doritos, and a Coke. I thought about having a rose or something set in the middle of the table but that might turn a few heads, and I don’t think everyone knows Spencer is gay. I don’t even know for sure if she is. I sit on top of the table, my ass almost falling into the food. I look around the campus, no blonde beauty in sight. Ugh, I hope she remembered! If she stands me up, she owes me two bucks for this burger and cola. I day dream about what would be the result of this so called ‘date’…
As she eats her lunch, I just stare into those large pair of oceans that lay on her gentle sun kissed face. She smirks with those lumpcious lips of hers. Only one thing is on her mind, and I can read that loud and clear. She slides underneath the table, legs first. I hear leaves crunch beneath her knees as she craws over to my legs. She starts to linger her fingers from my knee caps to my burning center. She ignores my mini skirt and her fingers go behind my soaked panties. I can feel Amy’s hot breathe through the fabric..
"I’m sooooo sorry I’m late! I had to finish that lab that I was suppose to do yesterday, but somehow this beautiful stranger destracted me from that.." She explains, scrambling my obscene thoughts away. Damn, it was getting good huh?
"Ha, sorry about that. Won’t happen again."
"Yeah, okay Ash." She looks down at her creative lunch. "Aw! You bought my lunch for me! Is that because you found out that Glen’s an ass ’cause he grabbed both his and my lunch to school today or are you just being a hopless romantic?" All I can do is smile up at her as she smiles back. My God, she’s perfect. She sits down next to me, never leaving eye contact untill she looks down to pick up her burger as she takes a little bite into it.


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