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    Cruise Control – (Chapter: Four)

     

                Ashley shook her head. “Trust me, YOU have nothing to worry about.” She said, with emphasis on you.

     

                “Ok then.” Spencer said. “How do you want to make it up to me?”

     

                “We’re having a little get together tomorrow…” Ashley started before Spencer cut her off.

     

                “Now you want to invite me?” Spencer asked.

     

                “I didn’t say that.” Ashley replied, laughing at the confused look on Spencer’s face. “But yeah…we’re having a get together at my house. Nothing extreme, but you and your friends can come if you want.”

     

                “Hmm…” Spencer said, pretending to think about it. “It might not be as fun if we’re actually invited… I’ll have to think about it.” Ashley shrugged and began to walk off.

     

                “You do that.” She said as she reached the gym door.

     

                “Wait!” Spencer yelled, standing up. “I thought you were waiting for Kyla.”

     

                Ashley smirked as she looked back at Spencer.

     

                “Tell her she can walk…”

     

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                “I don’t wanna go!” Madison said as the three of them sat in gym after practice.

     

                “Why?” Spencer asked.

     

                “Because we’re invited?” Madison said, smiling. “If that makes sense…”

     

                Spencer looked at Chelsea for help. Chelsea cleared her throat and sat up.

     

                “I think we should go Mads.” Chelsea started. “I mean, we don’t have anything else to do tomorrow.” She shrugged.

     

                Madison sat in silence for a moment. She sighed deeply.

     

                “Ok, ok, ok. But on one condition.” She said, holding a finger up.

     

                “What?” Spencer and Chelsea asked at the same time.

     

                “I need a new outfit.” Madison said, smirking. Spencer and Chelsea both rolled their eyes. “Ok, I guess you guys won’t have a ride…”

     

                “Ok!” Spencer said as she stood up. Madison giggled and clapped her hands like a little kid. She stood up, twirling her keys around. Spencer grabbed her wrist as she began to walk away.

     

                “What do you think you’re doing?” She asked. Madison frowned as Spencer snapped her fingers. “Keys please.”

     

                Madison’s eyes widened as she remembered the promise she’d made last Friday.

     

                “Damn.” She said, handing Spencer the keys. “Don’t fuck my car up.” She said as they walked out of the gym.

     

                “Shotgun!” Chelsea yelled. Madison’s mouth dropped open.

     

                “It’s my car. I’m riding front seat.”

     

                Chelsea shook her head.

               

                “Uh uh uh. Spencer’s driving.” Chelsea said, laughing. Madison groaned.

     

                “I don’t like you guys…”

     

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                “You invited who?” Carmen asked as they sat in Ashley’s bedroom.

     

                “You heard me.” Ashley said.

     

                “Yeah I heard you…” Carmen started. “But I can’t believe it.”

     

                “Well you better…because they’ll be here tomorrow.”

     

                “Well I don’t think they should come.” Carmen said. Ashley shot her a sharp look.

     

                “Well this isn’t your house.” Ashley said. She looked up as Kyla came through the door.

     

                “Nope…but it’s ours.” Kyla said, running to jump on the bed. Ashley and Carmen both shot her death glares. “What are we talking about?”

     

                Carmen smirked.

     

                “Ashley here was talking about invited the three fucking stooges to the thing tomorrow night.” Carmen stated. Kyla frowned.

     

                “You mean…” Kyla started as Carmen nodded. Kyla shrugged. “I’m okay with it…”

     

                “What?” Carmen said, shooting Kyla a sharp look.

     

                “You didn’t let me finish.” Kyla said, holding her hand up. “I’m okay with it…as long as they party our style.”

     

                Carmen smirked as Ashley frowned.

     

                “I don’t think so.” Ashley said, shaking her head.

     

                “Come on Ash…” Carmen said, nudging her. “We agreed on one condition.” Ashley still looked unconvinced.

     

                “Take it Ash.” Kyla said. Ashley took a deep breath.

     

                “Okay…they party our style.”

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