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    (Rain Fall Down)

    Story written on May 28, 2014 by gabby4114.
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    “No but I wish,” she says with a little sigh. I smile and get as close as possible to her which isn’t that hard because the room is kind of small. “Well maybe I can teach you sometime?” I say reaching behind her to grab my guitar. I feel her take a sharp breath when

    “No but I wish,” she says with a little sigh. I smile and get as close as possible to her which isn’t that hard because the room is kind of small.

    “Well maybe I can teach you sometime?” I say reaching behind her to grab my guitar. I feel her take a sharp breath when our bodies touch and now I know I’m not the only one who feels the chemistry here.

    “So Spence, tell me about yourself?” I say sitting on one of the many stools in my studio tuning and strumming my guitar.

    “Well,” she takes a deep breath, “I’m 17, moved here from Ohio about 7 years ago. I have two older brothers; Clay, the genius, and Glen, the athlete. My mom is a doctor and my dad is a social worker and master chef,” she giggles at that, “I’m a senior over at King, with plans to go into the film or music industry by the time I get out of college,” I smile at her as she takes a deep breath.

    “Wow that was a mouth full,” we both giggle and she nods her head.

    “What about you? What’s your story?” she says as she looks at me. I look at her and think, I don’t really want to scare her off so I can’t really tell her everything.

    “Um I’m 18, moved here from New York,” I say with a sad sigh, “I miss it a lot. I have a younger sister Kyla. My mom lives off my dad and my dad well let’s just say that he makes a lot of money,” I shake my head and give her half a smile, “They’re divorced, mommy dearest got custody obviously. I enrolled for my senior year at King and I plan on taking on the family business after high school.” She gives me a questioning look…

    “Which is…?” she draws out. I just smile at her curiosity.

    “Let’s go with music,” I say shrugging my shoulders and getting off of my stool, “wanna go to my room?” she nods and heads out of the door. She doesn’t question much this one. I look behind me at the best part of every house I’ve ever lived in and then walk towards Spencer. She smiles at me and I can’t help the butterflies I get from her. There is something about this girl that I can’t pin point. I can’t wait to find out though.

    Present:

    “Ashley… Asshley?” I snap out of my little flashback and clear my throat.

    “Spence I’ll be there soon okay,” I say in a low voice. I hear a sigh on her end of the phone.

    “Okay Ash. I’ll see you soon,” she says sounding less annoyed at me.

    “Wait Spence!?” I say before she hangs up.

    “Yes Ashley?” I sigh and hold back a tear.

    “Are you sure?” I hear her let out a long sigh.

    “Ashley, just please get here,” she says. Before I can say anything else she hangs up the phone. I let out the tear that I was holding and grab the wine bottle on the glass table in front of my sofa and start to chug. I feel the liquor start to take effect as I get a little woozy again.

    I look out my window one last time as I see one single drop of water fall to the ground. Then I hear another crash of lighting against the hallow walls that have become my home. The walls that once were filled with life and happiness but now reek of despair and gloom, much like the rain that has started to fall.

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