Fan Fiction
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(Rain Fall Down)
“I guess so,” I say laughing a little. I finally get my balance and look into those beautiful blue eyes.
“You know you are easily scared,” she says with a smile and a chuckle. My face turns a bright red realizing that this is the second time she’s scared me so easily.
“Um yeah,” I just look down and rub the back of my neck.
“Aw don’t be embarrassed, it’s kind of cute,” she says. I don’t think my face could get any redder then it is right now.
“Um yeah anyway, what’s up? What you doing here?” I say changing the subject.
“Well you never called…,” she says, “and I didn’t have your number,” she looks at me with a small smile, “so I decided to just come here.” I smile back at her and I can’t help but think this girl has some serious confidence.
“Well welcome to le mansion de Davies,” I say swaying my arm towards the stairs. She laughs and begins to walk towards them.
“Well thank you. What floor am I going up to?” she says looking up but climbing each step.
“All the way to the top,” I say absent mindedly because I’m currently staring at her ass. Suddenly I collide into her not realizing she had even stopped.
“Oh my bad I didn’t realize…,” she just giggles and looks at me.
“Oh it’s okay, but are you serious?” I give her a questioning look.
“About what?” she shakes her head and I’m still a little confused.
“You where really in LaLa land huh?” she just smiles and continues to walk up the stairs. I just shrug thinking if her ass is LaLa land I wanna be there all the time. I start to giggle at how perverted I am and don’t even realize we’ve made it up stairs. Spencer is bracing herself against one of the doors and my giggle turns into a hard laugh. I feel a sharp pain on my arm and I stop laughing.
“Owahhh!!” I say rubbing away the pain.
“Oh please that didn’t…” she stops when she sees the little mini studio I have in the house. “Oh my God this is amazing,” she runs in and starts to look around.
“Yeah this is my little safe haven. You play?” I ask looking at her and how amazing cute she looks. The studio isn’t much. I have a little sound booth set up with some mic equipment and guitars laid around for whenever I get the urge to record something to show to my dad.
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Good chapter. I’m liking the transitions in and out of the flashbacks. That element adds to the story nicely.