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    Broken Heart – (Chapter: Confessions of a Broken Heart)

    We exchanged cell phones and I held on to her hand a little longer than necessary and saw fire flash in those gorgeous blue eyes. Yep, she still cares. I don’t know why but she still cares. I like Michelle and only want her as a friend. But if being her friend is going to get under Spencer’s skin well then that’s just an added bonus. Right? Besides I’ve been so lonely. I can use a friend.

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    Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! She’s flirting with another girl. Flirting! This is not good. I can’t believe it. I mean I couldn’t be this off. I just couldn’t. I know that girl. Her name is Michelle Adams. I’m not sure if she bats for the same team or not but I don’t like her already. She’s making her smile. She’s talking to her. She’s at least being her friend. Friend. Something I can’t even be anymore.

    Time to put my stupid little plan into action. With any luck I may be able to get into her head. Find out how she feels. Tell her how I feel. But I have to hurry. Before I lose her or punch Michelle in a fit of jealousy. I know the poor girl won’t deserve it but I won’t be able to help it. This new emotion of jealousy is totally foreign to me and I don’t know if I’ll be able to control it.

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    Damn, school dragged on forever. I’ve been dying to get home to start my little plan. I checked her page and from what I could tell she does check it pretty regularly. So it gives me hope. I already created my page. It’s not very fancy. Just a black background, blue type. That’s it. I’m not very techy. What can I say. I’m nervous about filling in some of the fields because if I say too much she may figure out who I am so I’m just going to leave those blank. If she asks or whatever I’ll come up with something.

    So first things first. I want to finish reading her blogs. She only has one more. After that I’ll write her a private message and pray for a response.

    Here goes again.

    Letter to my father

    Comments

    1. wow both of them are all alone, i can see how spencer hurt ashley but didn’t mean it as her parents never showed her love so it’s hard to show someone else, i feel for ashley having her mom die and her dad never around, i get what spence was saying is it better for her or ash, on one hand spence has her parents in the house but they don’t care and ash has her dad who probably cares but is out of the house and to scared to go back in pms

    2. wow. Another great updat. I totally agree with every thing everyone else said. They are both alone and need each other. Mend the wounds and heal the pain only for them to do that is if they talk. So im happy that Spencer started it off. Now all she has to do is wait. I love it.

    3. Another great update again. I have to go to work and I am running late so this will be a quick comment. Wow. Ashley really has a strong need for love. No wonder it hurt even moreso when Spencer left her. I would imagine that it took a lot for her to even open up her heart to Spencer and then the result was crushing. I love the addition of Michelle and Spencer’s jealousy. I’m glad Ashley could see that Spencer still had feelings through her daggers in Michelle’s back (so funny). Liked what Spencer wrote to her. Can’t wait to see Ashley’s response. Loved it and you. Gotta go beautiful.

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