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    Directionally Challenged – (Chapter: 1- Help…)

    “And I don’t want to see you in here until you graduate, Miss Davies.”  The principal sternly admonished the sexy brunette.  But instead showing contrition for whatever it was that she had done, she smirked and winked as she replied, “Gotcha”.

    Spencer was smiling as she turned back to the secretary.  Wearing an impatient expression, the woman had both hands on the desk as she leaned back.  “I don’t have anymore.”

    Spencer swallowed nervously, afraid to ask the sour woman anything else.  She almost turned to leave but until she thought about spending the rest of the period looking for her class.  She took a deep breath for courage.  “Can you tell where F-240 is?”

    “Ashley!” the woman shouted, causing Spencer to jump and look behind her.  The hottie stopped walking out of the door and turned back with more than a little attitude.

    “Yes?”

    "Help…” The woman waved her hand in Spencer’s direction.  “…her find Mr. Newton’s class.”

    Ashley raised her eyebrows at the command.  Spencer’s eyes went back and forth between the two of them, anxious to see how this power struggle would end.

    “Please.”

    Wow, point one for the hottie.

    “Fine.  Come on.”

    Spencer smiled as she rushed forward.

    “You’re welcome.”   The irritated voice said behind her, calling attention to Spencer’s lack of gratitude.

    “Oh, I’m sorry.  Thank you very much.” For hooking me up with Miss King High 2007.

     

    The door slammed shut behind the two girls, aided by a hardy shove from Ashley.

    “Don’t thank that mean bitch.  She gets her kicks out of making our lives hell.”  Ashley said, heading down the now empty hall.

    Spencer took a few running steps to catch up with her after a lingering glance at her legs in the jean mini.  She was walking fast and it took a second for Spencer to match her stride.  She had only left Ohio a couple of weeks ago and she still wasn’t comfortable with the fast pace of L.A.

    "That’s what all school administrators are for, right?” Spencer asked, looking over at her, hopefully, new friend.

    Ashley laughed and Spencer’s heart stuttered.  Ashley slowed down a little and started to walk like a normal person to Spencer’s relief.

    “Yeah, I guess.  So you’re new here, huh?”  Ashley turned her head and gave Spencer a quick sweep with her eyes.

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