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Nowheresville – (Chapter: Sands of Time: Chapter 29 Part 2)
Story written on March 2, 2008 by blakrose13.
Ashley’s POV
Monday-
I wake up to my cell phone ringing. The clock says 5:30. Who the hell has the nerve to wake me up an hour early.
"Talk to me." I say grumpily. It’s Max.
"Ok, that’s good to know. How much more? NO WAY!! Seriously, interest? 25 years? Wow! It’s really mine though, right? Just making sure. Ok, bye." I hang up then run upstairs and burst into Spencer’s room. I get on her bed and pull off the covers.
"Gimme my covers back!" she whines.
"Nope, get up." I say rolling her over. She starts randomly swatting the air around her.
"That’s no way to treat your girlfriend Spence." I say straddling her.
"Go way." she says squiggling, trying to push me off the bed.
"Please wake up babe. There’s somethign we need to talk about." I say pretending to be upset. She stops squirming and rubs her eyes.
"What time is it?" she says glancing at the clock. it’s 5:45 I take her hands in mine. She looks up at me.
"What’s wrong?"
"It’s about my inheritance… it’s not what we thought it was going to be… it’s… WAY MORE!!!!" I yell pulling her up on the bed.
"it’s $65 million!!!!!" I say starting to jump. Spencer’s just staring at me, her eyes are huge.
"Are you shitting me?!?!?!?!" she says.
"No Spencer, I woke up early and started to jump on your bed for nothing. Of course I’m serious. I just got off the phone with Max like 2 minutes ago." We stop jumping and sit down.
"Oh." she says looking away from me.
"*OH*… what do you mean *oh*?" I ask.
"Nothing, you just talk to Max a lot."
"She’s my social worker. I have to talk to her."
"Yea sure, everyone has secret conversations with their social workers at dawn." she says anger tainting her voice.
"What the hell Spencer! Why are you being such a bitch all of a sudden? Are you jealous?"
"Well, it’s not like I don’t have the right to be."
"How can you even think that I could even think about being involved with someone else. We’ve been together for 4 years! In some states we’d be technically married. I’m not interested in Max or the bag girl at the supermarket or the secretary behind the desk at my doctor’s office or anyone else. I love you, only you. You’re my better half, my everything. What’s wrong Snickerdoodle?"
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I loved it. I missed your writing. Its good to see you back. PMS!
those two keep each other grounded nice chapter, stupid homophobes and i’m just like ash in this one…lol wonder how spence is going to react to the motocycle