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    Move Along – (Chapter: four)

     

    “Another gym student?” the secretary asked shaking her head which Ashley responded by shrugging her shoulders, “Take a seat he’ll be with you in a moment.”

     

    Ashley sat down out side the office; muffled voices broke into her thoughts. They belonged to Spencer and Mr. Fillmore and it sounded like they were going at it, she slid over a chair to be closer to the door, listening carefully she started hearing bits and pieces.

     

    “All you have to do is change into…”

     

    “I’m not stripping in that locker room, nor am I going to wear any thing I’m uncomfortable in just to get a grade. Fail me if you want to or switch my class but I refuse to change.”

     

    “Miss. Carlin…”

     

    “Spencer!”

     

    “Spencer, if you want to graduate this is a mandatory class.” Mr. Fillmore sighed, Ashley could hear the old man becoming impatient, “Why don’t you want to change?”

     

    There was silence for a few minutes and Ashley thought Spencer wasn’t going to speak, “Cuz I don’t want to.”

     

    “I need more of an explanation, is it about….”

     

    “Screw you, why does everything have to come back to that, huh? I want to know, you don’t think I had enough of it back in Ohio. What ever I’m out of here!” Ashley heard a chair fly back and then slam forward, quickly she tried to look like she wasn’t ease dropping, I wonder what that was all about?

     

    Spencer flung the door open with enough force so it hit the wall behind it and stormed out of the office, “Miss. Davies?”

     

    “Yes,” Ashley answered without taking her eyes off the retreating blond.

     

    “She lives with you doesn’t she?” this brought the brunette back into focus, she turned her attention to the principal. Mr. Fillmore stood in the door way with his arms crossed, also staring after the retreating blond.

     

    “Yes,”

     

    “Why don’t you take her home, maybe you can find something out because she isn’t going to talk to me…” Mr. Fillmore trailed off then glanced down at the girl, “You have my permission to leave.” The principal shooed her out of the office.

     

    Ashley ran to catch up with the younger girl, Spencer was leaning against the brunette porche, “Home?”

     

    Even from this distance Ashley saw the girl wipe a tear away before turning her attention to the brunette, “Yeah…” The two hopped in and headed to the Mansion.

     

    “So do you want to hang?” Ashley asked quietly as their entered the large home, with out answering Spencer stormed up the stairs and slammed her door shut, “Guess not.” Ashley then smiled to herself and went into the kitchen, opened the freezer and pulled out a carton of ice cream and placed that on the counter. Then she opened the refrigerator and pulled out two beers, Screw what Randi said that girl needs a drink…besides if she’s drunk she’ll talk…grabbing two spoons from the silverware drawer Ashley placed everything on a tray and rushed up the stairs.

     

    Knock…knock… “Go away!”

     

    Sighing Ashley leaned forward so the tray was smashed between the wall and her gut. Slightly moving forward she reached her hand out for the door knob, careful not to lean to far forward Ashley turned the handle and the door opened up.

     

    “What the fuck I said go away!” Spencer got up from the bed and shot into her closet before Ashley could see her clearly.

     

    “I brought ice cream and beer,” Ashley said in a sing song voice trying to lighten the mood. Spencer came out in her sweater and sat on the bed staring at the older girl.

     

    “Fine,” Ashley smiled and set the tray down and joined Spencer on the bed.

     

    tbc

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    1. I hope Spence will open up soon. I want to know what she keeps to her self. Great update. Keep up the good work. Cant wait for the next update. PMS real Soon.

    2. I hope Spence will open up soon. I want to know what she keeps to her self. Great update. Keep up the good work. Cant wait for the next update. PMS real Soon.

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