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Ever the Same – (Chapter: Ch. 27: Notebooks Are For Notes)
Besides, Spencer would probably never tell anyone about that. No one needed to know that she lost her cool. Not even Ashley. She’d find a different way to tell the brunette that she didn’t approve of her former friends’ behavior. Besides, she sort of liked that Ashley thought she was basically helpless.
Spencer made her way down the narrow hallway to the den – at least she could throw some darts and blow off some steam, before she ran into the other girl, again. Right before she reached the door, she tripped, but caught herself before she stumbled into the door.
Damn floor boards, she thought bitterly as she lightly stomped her foot. They get me every time.
She opened the door and walked into the den, freezing once she saw Ashley on the couch.
The brunette had her arm ready in the position to throw, but she paused and lowered her arm as she saw the other girl standing in the doorway wide eyed.
“Ash…” Spencer started quietly.
“Don’t,” the smaller girl cut her off. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Spencer was actually slightly relieved that Ashley had spoken at all…even though it was only to tell her to shove it.
She took a step forward, “Ashley—”
The blonde was cut off, once more, by something whizzing passed her head. Turning to look beside her, she caught sight of a d`rt sticking in the door frame, right at her eye level. She turned back to Ashley with her mouth hanging wide open.
“I said don’t speak to me,” Ashley said in a monotonous tone, filled with venom. It was hard to stifle her smirk as she noted the look of pure horror on her girlfriend’s face.
“What is wrong with you?!” Spencer yelled out in shock. “That could have stuck me right in the eye!”
“Then leave before I try it again,” the brunette said simply.
“But—”
“OUT!”
The blonde jumped from the volume of the other girl&rsquo$3Bs voice. She wanted to cry. Wanted to, but didn’t dare. If she cried, now, Ashley would feel that she had won, and Spencer was too determined to lose so early in the game. Her actions, as of late, were quite justified. Or, at least, she hoped her reasoning would be good enough.
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and you end it there…why oh why did you end it there…you want darts to be launched at you…i have 12 of them….pms
Great UPdate. Keep up the good work. I can’t wait for the next chapter. PMS real soon.
and you end it there…why oh why did you end it there…you want darts to be launched at you…i have 12 of them….pms
Great UPdate. Keep up the good work. I can’t wait for the next chapter. PMS real soon.
After being absent for so long you end this with a cliffhanger…I’m with snowdrop hand me a dart! LOL!!! Seriously, this is one of my favorite stories and I’ve missed reading about Spashley in Ohio. Sooooo please I beg of you post NOW!!! Incredibly entertaining story especially with the added pineapple jokes… ;)
After being absent for so long you end this with a cliffhanger…I’m with snowdrop hand me a dart! LOL!!! Seriously, this is one of my favorite stories and I’ve missed reading about Spashley in Ohio. Sooooo please I beg of you post NOW!!! Incredibly entertaining story especially with the added pineapple jokes… ;)
omfg y did ya stop…u officialy suck..jk..keep up tje wonderful work..PMS!!!now wulf b gr8 haha ha
omfg y did ya stop…u officialy suck..jk..keep up tje wonderful work..PMS!!!now wulf b gr8 haha ha
this is an awesome story and i cant wait to read more!
this is an awesome story and i cant wait to read more!
I love this story to the moon and back lol the whole pineapple thing is priceless. Can’t wait for more PMS
I love this story to the moon and back lol the whole pineapple thing is priceless. Can’t wait for more PMS
that whole notebook arguing was so cute but i’m glad that now they can talk….ps
that whole notebook arguing was so cute but i’m glad that now they can talk….ps