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    Everybody's got their something – (Chapter: face the gun)

     

    “well let’s start with the basics. We will need a room, a pole and some mirrors. We will work our way up to the lapdances later.”

     

    “ha right, sorry hun but I doubt that anything in that letter would be deserving of this.”

     

    She points to her body and my mouth drops again. This girl was the definition of sexy from her face down to her legs. She had great boobs and that white cami she had on only helped to show it off. I’m not really a fan of skinny jeans but this girl seriously had a great ass and thighs to match. I was now a believer. Skinny jeans 2012!

     

     

    I must have been looking for a little too long because I caught a punch to the arm, I look up to see her laughing her ass off and I was now a new shade of red.

     

    “sorry I just um…like your jeans…”

     

    “yeah I bet haha. Let’s get going before they send one of the officers out for us. And since you didn’t ask yet, my name is Jessie. Tsk tsk. If you are going to make my body and object of your lust, at least ask my name first.”

     

    I blush even harder. I guess I was kind of rude.

     

    “sorry Jessie. Maybe you shouldn’t be so sexy, then I’d have enough brain cells to do simple things such as speak.”

     

    She just shakes her head and starts to walk out the door. We hop in the van and she starts driving, I’m guessing we are going to Lincolnwood academy now. I was hoping to make a break for it but she looks like she could take me and I really don’t want judge wilkins coming after my ass.

     

    I just put on my ipod and let my mind wonder

     

    Everything is so beautiful but it really doesn’t mean shit, I’m not leaving in the wilderness, I’m going to rehab for two years. I already miss glen, and Ashley…I can’t complain though…I killed someone and I’m just lucky I’m not sitting in jail.

     

    I wonder if that’s really where I should be though.

     

    I close my eyes and choke back the tears building up, trying to stop the flashbacks from happening. Luckily Jessie shakes me to ask if I’m ok. I tell her I’m fine and just close my eyes again. This is going to be a long two years.

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    1. i can totally see why spencer wouldn’t want to open the letter from ashley since she did just jump into a relationship with aiden i wouldn’t want to read the letter either

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