My phone starts to ring, Speak of the devil.

Ohhhh Baby do you know what that’s worth, Ooh heaven is a
place on earth

I sing into my microphone on the stage in front of millions
of fans. Okay so it’s a hair brush and I’m on my bed,
and when I say fans I really mean my stuffed bear that my
dad gave me when I was four. Same thing. Snuggles the bear
is my biggest fan anyway, he’s accustomed to my rockin’
out. His favorite is my performance of “Kiss the Girl”
from the one and only Little Mermaid. My personal favorite
is “Leader of the Pack”. I bet Spencer would enjoy my
rendition of “This is why I’m hott”.

Where is that
girl anyway? I haven’t heard from her in like a few days,
I glance at the clock. Okay an hour but still way to long to
be away from her. What was it that she asked me to do? Oh
right make a list of things to today. I look around the room
and spot a piece of paper and I grab a sharpie and start
writing down ideas. I look at the page when I’m done.

“Do body shots off of each other, get tattoos and lastly
become carnies at a circus” I laugh out loud at my ideas
and cross out the three suggestions.

Okay seriously this girl needs to come back like right now
or I’m going to go crazy.

Spencer’s POV

These stairs leading up to his apartment have definitely
gotten smaller, it took me only like a few seconds to get
upstairs no matter how hard I tried to go at a snail’s
pace. The past hour I spent in my room debating whether or
not I should even come here. I don’t want to face him, I
can’t face him. I’m a coward, call it what it is, I can
accept that. But I can’t let this go on any longer, I owe
it to both Ashley and him to end it, and try to give him at
least some dignity.

He’s most likely in the bathroom, that’s wear he
spends most of his time. In front of the mirror, such a
pretty boy that one. I round the corner in his apartment and
sure enough I can see his reflection in the mirror.

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