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    The King High Killer – (Chapter: Chapter 8 Eight, You're at the Gate)

    Story written on March 12, 2010 by stix04.
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    Things heat up for Spashley and the Killer attacks

    When she didn’t answer, Spencer tried to move her out of the way, but Ashley stood firm. “Spencer, forget about it.” But the blonde wouldn’t have it. Spencer pushed hard against Ashley and eventually the brunette gave up and moved aside as she allowed Spencer to open the locker and appraise the doctored picture of her deceased father.

    “Oh my, God.” Spencer whispered, horrified. She yanked the picture down and stared at it, mouth and eyes wide in shock and disgust. Ashley’s eyes slid shut in pain and embarrassment. She didn’t want her ex best friend to know that she was targeted again. “Ashley.” The blonde breathed out as her eyes raced over the blood-like smears of ink and the cryptic message of SOON.

    Ashley suddenly plucked the picture from the blonde’s hands and quickly tore it up with the anger that she felt boiling over inside of her. She ripped hard and fast until tiny bits of paper were flying through the air.

    “Ashley! That was evidence!” Spencer screamed, appalled.

    “Evidence of what, Spencer?! That there are some truly sick people out there?!” She screamed back, still trying to tear the tiny pieces. “That people love to fuck with me?! That my father is dead and he’s never coming back?! What, Spencer?! Evidence of what?!” Her screams turned into sobs and she collapsed onto the pavement, shaking hard. All around her were minuscule scraps of the picture and Ashley wrapped her arms around herself as she stared at each of them.

    Spencer was holding her in no time, collecting the girl in her arms as they both sat on the cold ground. “I don’t think that was just a sick joke, Ash.” Spencer whispered as she held her ex best friend closer to her. The blonde rolled her eyes ruefully as she realized that only minutes before she was being held by Ashley, seeking comfort herself. The blonde silently wondered why the two of them always seemed to be in the midst of life-altering drama and wondered when they could just be. When death would stop finding them and she could try to live a normal life. To be happy.

    Not long after, both Spencer and Ashley were inside Ashley’s car silently passing the bottle of Jack back and forth still parked at King High while listening to the softly playing songs of Silversun Pickups. The bottle was half way gone and through their drunken haze and bleary eyes they both wished that their lives could be different.

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    2. You brought back sassy pants! And yay for making out while intoxicated (hehe)! Those two girls are such experts at avoiding the issue, they take one step forward and two steps back! Spencer was right, it’s almost worse than when they “hated” each other! Go talk to her Spencer! Well, after you save your dad and run away from the killer, that is. Why does the killer keep going back to the diner? Oh right, Carmen was supposed to be working that night. What’s up with Marie saving Ashley? And why was she so mad? Is that not part of the grand plan? Why did Sherry take money from her bank account? Why isn’t Aiden answering his phone (not that I care)? Who called to warn them? What happened to Arthur? Why is he always so tired? Why does the killer hate kids so much? There’s more than one person in the basement? Why did the killer say “You’d want that, wouldn’t you?” after the accomplice suggested checking up on the hostages? Huh … curiouser and curiouser (I just watched Alice in Wonderland). The plot thickens … now please write more and don’t take too long! I want to know what happens next!!! I’m so demanding, I know. But it’s your fault! Thanks for the update!

    3. well I honestly think keepXmeXawake said just about everything I was going to say! I just want to jump into the story so I can slap ash and spence upside their heads.. good grief.. someone just start talking! ugh! how frustrating. anyway, another fantastic update. I’m also demanding more! and yes it is your fault! you’re just too damn good at what you do so start writing!!!!

    5. I would say be like 911 and save me from this need to read but 911 is slow so just be fast haha. Nah take as long as you need because its an awesome story. I miss you though big sis. Well love ya. Keep on posting.

    7. SoNFANFOREVER – I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to steal your thoughts! I seem to do that a lot, huh? How rude! haha But let’s blame Stix, I like that plan a lot! Btw Stix, I came back to say that YES, this definitely didn’t disappoint! Ok, I’m still demanding an update! Start writing! Drink more redbull!!!!!

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