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    Why Can’t I? – (Chapter: Chapter Eleven)

     

     

     

     

    Ashley walked back into the dining room to find Spencer putting all of the toys away. She took a moment to survey the room, shocked at the amount of mess the two had made in only an hour. Spencer looked up and smiled at her, motioning for her to help clean up too.

     

    “Uh yeah, about that whole cleaning up thing, hell no!” Ashley said as she pulled up a chair and sat down watching Spencer do the work.

     

    “What? Are you kidding? I am not cleaning up all of this by myself!” Spencer said exasperatedly as she looked around at the room.

     

    “Maybe there wouldn’t be as much to clean up if you hadn’t fallen asleep and left me to do all the work!” Ashley said with a smirk as she stood up and started to walk out of the room heading for Spencer’s room.

     

    “Yeah about that, thanks…” Spencer said shyly looking anywhere but Ashley. “You uh, you did a good job. Except for this huge mess of course…and throwing my cousin over your shoulder and all…”

     

    Ashley smiled and heading out the door and called over her should, “I think there was a compliment in there somewhere, so thank you. I’ll be upstairs when you’re done.”

     

    Ashley had turned on Spencer’s stereo and flopped down on the bed on her stomach grabbing the remote for the TV. She turned it on absentmindedly flipping through the channels. She finally settled on an old Without a Trace episode that she had seen a million times, and after watching about 15 minutes of it, she felt her eye lids droop down, and decided to change her position hoping it would keep her more awake. She wanted to wait up for Spencer because she was NOT giving up an empty house alone with her. Okay, its empty minus the half demon child…but you locked him up anyways, so forget it… She ended up lying back against a pillow at the head of the bed with her legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. She peered at the television again and was significantly woken up when she saw the part of the episode where a guy starts to cut some little girl’s wrists came on. Uhm…EW! Why am I watching this again? Poppy Montgomery came on the screen. Oh yeah…

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    1. i was about to freak if they didnt kiss. i was like COME ON JUST KISS HER. GAH… i love this story, i dont think i can say it enough. i love this story. :]

    2. i was about to freak if they didnt kiss. i was like COME ON JUST KISS HER. GAH… i love this story, i dont think i can say it enough. i love this story. :]

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