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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 11)

     

    The music cut out as Madison glared at me, “This is a private practice.”

     

    Ah the demon speaks, “Sorry…” that’s right Davies play it cool, my brown eyes flicker over to Spencer whose watching the scene closely, “Just stopping by to give my main girl over there,” I pointed to Spencer with a wink, “some encouragement.”

     

    I have never seen Spencer’s smile that huge before, I think I died and went to heaven because I can’t get this cheesy smile off my face to, aw she just turned bright red and looked away so cute.

     

    “Yeah well you did it so bugger off now!” Madison flicked her thumb toward the gym doors where I could see my friends peeking in to make sure nothing happened to me.

     

    Walking down the bleachers I stood in front of the group, “Like I said my bad…can I talk to you for a minute?” the last part directed at my favorite blond.

     

    She nodded and began to walk over to me only Madison stopped her, “We are in the middle of practice, where do you think your going?”

     

    “I…um…with….” she was stumbling over her words, come on Spence tell her off, “With Ashley.” She pointed at me.

     

    Madison glared at me for a second but my cool exterior never faltered, realizing what I was doing the Latina relaxed, “You know what fine…practice is over,” she yelled out to the rest of the girls who gave a few shouts of happiness while heading for the locker room to shower and change before class, Madison turned back to Spencer, “Be here after school we have another practice.”

     

    “Sure,” Spencer nodded; I saw a twinkle in her eye at being included in the team practices, fuck this is getting harder and harder. We walked to the bleachers and sat down, “So?”

     

    “So…” shifting I made sure she was looking at me but damn still not in the eye, “Look I want to apologize for the way I acted yesterday. It was wrong and I did say you could go over to Madison’s house.”

     

    “Yea you did so why did you say no once my dad left?”

     

    Scratching the back of my neck feeling the sweat trickle down, “I can’t explain…”

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