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    Project New Girl – (Chapter: Tastes Like Tap Water)

    Story written on January 2, 2007 by bannerman.
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    late night in the office leads to some suspicious behaviour and a heart to heart.

    As everyone left the office I looked over to Spencer’s desk and discovered that she wasn’t alone – Carrie was there, as usual.  Feeling somewhat left out and peeved by their continual chatting, laughing, bantering, eyelash fluttering and all round girly-ness I decided to leave the office in favour of boiling a kettle and getting a good old fashioned caffeine fix.  I told myself it was due more to me being exhausted and therefore needing a buzz, than me being jealous and desperately needing to be out of their combined company.  I made my way down the darkened corridor and switched on the light in the kitchen, grinning as my eyes found my favourite cup.

    I’d just finished washing up when I heard Carrie finally leave the Creative office and wander down the corridor… in the opposite direction to the lifts down to reception.  Poking my head around the kitchen door I watched as she let herself into Julian’s office, failing to turn the light on as she wandered over to his desk.  I was suspicious, the hairs on the beck of my neck standing up as I watched her through the glass walls, lit by the moonlight as she rifled through his desk drawers.  Without taking my eyes from her I flicked off the light in the kitchen, suddenly surrounded by darkness, and carefully made my way to her desk, before sitting at her chair and hiding behind her computer as I peeked around its edges to keep an eye on what she was doing.  She was just pulling some papers from a pile and putting them in her bag when –

    “Hey, what you doing?”

    Carrie froze, stock still, suddenly meeting my eyes through the glass for a second before I turned to find Spencer looking down at me.  Busted.  My heart began to pound.

    “Nothing,” I choked, my eyes flicking back to Julian’s office.  Carrie was out of sight.  Must be hiding behind the desk… smart move.

    “Okay, well, I’m just gonna grab a drink… and then we can start?” she asked me, watching me intently, suspiciously.

    “Sure,” I said, rising slowly from Carrie’s chair.  “I’ll be at my desk.”

    I laughed as though the moment was highly amusing, although deep down felt very unsettled, and watched Spencer disappear into the kitchen.  Walking back to the office, I glanced back at Julian’s, still unable to see Carrie.  The pile of papers were visible on his desk, though, which led me to assume she was still there, and she most likely knew that I too was still present.  Something was going on, and as much as I didn’t like Julian, I didn’t like the idea of him, or DJC for that matter, being screwed over.  Rather than sitting down at my desk, I grabbed the Coke files, launched myself into the sofa, relaxing as it swallowed me into its depths, and waited for Spencer to return.

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    2. seriously… you = a freaking legend!!!! this story is really really really great and i can’t wait until you write more! well, why we are on that topic…please write more now!!! seriously though – i just love this story and i keep checking all day long to see if you’ve posted more. keep it up!

    3. Haha. This was an awesome update and I’m glad we’re on the same page on the whole “Carrie is the Devil reincarnated” thing. :] I absolutely hate her, but just because she is a gold-digging, self-absorbed, man-eating, two-faced, no-good whore. If she was all those things and not out to ruin Spashely then I wouldn’t see the problem with her but that just isn’t the case. And btw I’m so unbelievably glad that they are talking again (and civilly). You have no idea. They’re on the track to recovery and that is hella good. All we need is for some more bonding and Ashley to get into Spencer’s pants and we’ve got a winner here. You’re the best; I wait all day to see if you update and sometimes I even check the computer at my school to see if you’ve updated. That is majorly against the rules for me and I could possibly get suspended but you (and this story) is so worth it. I love ya. Update soon so I can see Carrie get what she deserves (which is a round house kick to the face, or a black eye, or a broken nose, or just any kind of physical pain that Ashley makes her suffer). God… I’m so violent, but that WHORE deserves it. Never before have I felt so passionate about someone getting a beating (which she so rightly deserves). It’s kinda strange for me that I loathe her this much. Normally I’m all “La-dee-la-la” but now I’m like “kick that beeyotch’s face in”. So yeah… this is why I like your stufff, it brings out my inner rage that I don’t get to see that often. And this is one freaking huge ass comment. I send my love to you in hopes that it might just cause you to pms. :] Love.

    4. Oh Josh, Josh, Josh. Father my babies will you? I… oh.. that came out aloud… whoops. Um.. JOSH! I loves you! And your amazing fic. Actually scratch that, I’ll just have babies with your fic. Less messy, less awkward silences between us when we realise we’re both lesbians… and you just have added bits. Besides, goober is trying to cozy up to Kozmic’s fic, I don’t see why I can’t do it to yours. I mean, it is the most addictive thing since Kraft brought out fake cheese. And I ain’t talking in a can man (woo hoo rhyme), I mean the good block of plastic yumminess. YOU my friend, are better than Guiness. That’s right. Better. Than. Guiness. And I like Guiness. YOU ARE A LEDGE!!!! And any other type of awesomeness your brain throws up. Now excuse me while I schmooze on up to your fic.

    6. I really like this fic, its unique. Talk about complicated, thats what their past is. Ash needs to keep her eye on Carrie, and I wonder what she was doing in Julian’s office. I hope you update again soon.

    10. seriously… you = a freaking legend!!!! this story is really really really great and i can’t wait until you write more! well, why we are on that topic…please write more now!!! seriously though – i just love this story and i keep checking all day long to see if you’ve posted more. keep it up!

    11. Haha. This was an awesome update and I’m glad we’re on the same page on the whole “Carrie is the Devil reincarnated” thing. :] I absolutely hate her, but just because she is a gold-digging, self-absorbed, man-eating, two-faced, no-good whore. If she was all those things and not out to ruin Spashely then I wouldn’t see the problem with her but that just isn’t the case. And btw I’m so unbelievably glad that they are talking again (and civilly). You have no idea. They’re on the track to recovery and that is hella good. All we need is for some more bonding and Ashley to get into Spencer’s pants and we’ve got a winner here. You’re the best; I wait all day to see if you update and sometimes I even check the computer at my school to see if you’ve updated. That is majorly against the rules for me and I could possibly get suspended but you (and this story) is so worth it. I love ya. Update soon so I can see Carrie get what she deserves (which is a round house kick to the face, or a black eye, or a broken nose, or just any kind of physical pain that Ashley makes her suffer). God… I’m so violent, but that WHORE deserves it. Never before have I felt so passionate about someone getting a beating (which she so rightly deserves). It’s kinda strange for me that I loathe her this much. Normally I’m all “La-dee-la-la” but now I’m like “kick that beeyotch’s face in”. So yeah… this is why I like your stufff, it brings out my inner rage that I don’t get to see that often. And this is one freaking huge ass comment. I send my love to you in hopes that it might just cause you to pms. :] Love.

    12. Oh Josh, Josh, Josh. Father my babies will you? I… oh.. that came out aloud… whoops. Um.. JOSH! I loves you! And your amazing fic. Actually scratch that, I’ll just have babies with your fic. Less messy, less awkward silences between us when we realise we’re both lesbians… and you just have added bits. Besides, goober is trying to cozy up to Kozmic’s fic, I don’t see why I can’t do it to yours. I mean, it is the most addictive thing since Kraft brought out fake cheese. And I ain’t talking in a can man (woo hoo rhyme), I mean the good block of plastic yumminess. YOU my friend, are better than Guiness. That’s right. Better. Than. Guiness. And I like Guiness. YOU ARE A LEDGE!!!! And any other type of awesomeness your brain throws up. Now excuse me while I schmooze on up to your fic.

    14. I really like this fic, its unique. Talk about complicated, thats what their past is. Ash needs to keep her eye on Carrie, and I wonder what she was doing in Julian’s office. I hope you update again soon.

    19. I am just getting a chance to read your update. Another great one. I’m glad that they come to a point where they could talk. And what was that Carrie doing?! Is she stealing information for the other company?! No! And she’s possibly in on the bet too! This story is so interesting. Love it…PMS!

    20. I am just getting a chance to read your update. Another great one. I’m glad that they come to a point where they could talk. And what was that Carrie doing?! Is she stealing information for the other company?! No! And she’s possibly in on the bet too! This story is so interesting. Love it…PMS!

    23. this carrie chick is seriously disrupting the feelings i have going on here, especially now that they’re able to talk to each other… spence actually LIKES carrie? i’m as stumped as ashley. ‘someone i can actually talk to’ made me want to kick spencer in the face (im sorry). you don’t speak like this to someone who cared so much for you! agh. they’ll get over this, i know… excellent update. thank you!

    24. this carrie chick is seriously disrupting the feelings i have going on here, especially now that they’re able to talk to each other… spence actually LIKES carrie? i’m as stumped as ashley. ‘someone i can actually talk to’ made me want to kick spencer in the face (im sorry). you don’t speak like this to someone who cared so much for you! agh. they’ll get over this, i know… excellent update. thank you!

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