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    What I wouldn’t do for love – (Chapter: I am not gay [Chapter 8])

    Spencer


    Ashley and I walked into the large auditorium and waved at Tim while looking at the girls who were sitting in front of him on a large navy blue couch.

    “Ladies, you finally made it” I get worried and look for my phone to check the time, it couldn’t have taken 5 minutes to walk from the door to the middle of the room.

    “No you’re not late, we were just waiting for you ladies” I just smile and nod at him, confused a little bit but forget it, today is a good day, actually a great day. Mr. Lynch points us to a love seat next to the couch. I look at Ashley and she wiggles her eyebrows and smiles as her cute little nose scrunches up, I swear I haven’t seen anything cuter than that.

    “First of all, you ladies should get up here and introduce yourselves, and I know none of you are shy because if you are, you wouldn’t be here.” Mr. Lynch starts and then the first girl starts, she is a redhead and her name is Teresa, and the next girl goes. She’s a brunette, her name is Anna, same color hair as Ashley’s actually, but not as cute. Next a Latina and her name is Madison I think I heard. And they go one by one, Linda, Jessica, Julie, Arlene. The girl right before Ashley and I have to go gets up and introduces herself, her name is Maggie, and she has black long hair and she won’t keep her eyes off of Ashley. For some strange reason I really want to punch this Maggie.

    I look over at Ashley who is just returning the stare, no expression on her face just looking at her. Then a smile creeps over her face and I just look at her with disgust, Maggie finally sits down and Ashley and her just look at each other until I get in the way of her view. She looks at me and can see that I’m angry right now and she was about to say something but I just get up and introduce myself. I look at all the girls and see Madison looks like she is really interested in what I’m saying. I lock eyes with her and just talk while looking at Madison hoping Ashley gets to feel what I just felt moments ago. I hope she gets jealous. I sit down and look at Ashley and I can see she’s a little bit mad in her eyes. But she deserves it.

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