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    Time Travel – (Chapter: Drugs)

    “It’s fine.” He smiled warmly. “Would you like to tell me where you came from?”

    I narrow my eyes. “Why does everyone ask me that? I come from LA. Born and raised.”

    He chuckles. “ever been outside the city?”

    I nod. “been all over. Was a big traveler for some years.” I look out the window.

    “why was there a need to travel?” he asks curiously.

    I slowly bring my eyes and lock on him. “My fathers work.” There was silence for some time.

    “Look you seem nice. And I know they want you to say I’m crazy so they can just stick in a ward or jail. Go ahead. I will escape anyway. Its not like it’s a big deal for me.” I brush my finger my curls and smile sweetly. “I can jump around and scream to make it more real.”

    He shakes his head. “Is that what you want, to be locked up?”

    I laugh. “To tell you the truth. These prison’s are a joke. I will be able to escape in a matter of minutes. The faster you say I’m dangerous, the faster I can go on my way.”

    He smiles. “I don’t think so.” He clicks his pen and starts scribbleing something down.

    “What does that mean?” I ask curiously.

    “It means. That social services believe u are to dangerous to be placed in a foster home, or group home. You say you can escape from juvie. So I guess that leaves me.”

    “You?”

    “I am a registered foster home provider, and I like you.” He gets up and picks up his phone.

    I drown him out.

    Fuck me! if I sprint to the door now no one will be able to catch me. I can just go back to Nevada…. Somewhere. New york. I can get there.

    I jump up and rip open the door. a big hulky man in a police uniform stared at me. “Going somewhere?” he smirks. “Everything alright Mr. Carlin?”

    I look back and stare.

    “Ashley please sit down.”

     

    Bitch.

     

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    He shuts off his car in a driveway of a small house. “Look I get it. but maybe you should try this. Try me and my family. Give us a week and if not I will let you leave.”

    Comments

    1. great chapter i loved it altho i have a feeling spencer is gonna be pissed in the moring about ashley kissing her back….shes gonna blame being druged abd all that good stuff lol but i hope it brings them closer together and she doesnt say anything like that,anyways pms please good job! :D

    2. of course it was really awesome! spencer needs to lose aiden and ash needs to give me her invention ideas cause i need some dough. pms soon cause this story is really great

    3. im loving this story but ive got questions about AShley’s charcterqhat is she i think she’s to unrealistic she almost seems like she’s a cybrog helf robot half humanmaybe if you could clear that up better i would appreate keep posting this amzing story this is the second best story on this web site behind Marshall Daniel’s bording School for girls

    4. i gladly invidiually muted 21 advertisement videos to read this chapter! its worth it. im always skeptical of time travel themes but this is such a rad story, i love reading it. im interested in your characters, give us moooooooore :D

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