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    If U Seek Amy – (Chapter: If U Seek Ashley)


    All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to IF U SEEK AMY.


    Ashleys POV


    "Spencer, Where are you?!"

    "Hey baby, come back! You aint finished with me!? I NEED YOU INSIDE ME! FUCK!" the redhead stranger screams behind me as I run pantically trying to find my life, Spencer.

    I should of never treated her like this. How the fuck did I screw up like this? Why couldn’t I just listen to her? Why do I have to chopp and screw everything great in my life. I feel the need to go find Spencer, my angel, and save her, even though she needs to save me.

    "HEY! Have you seen Spencer?", I yell to the jumper infront of the club. He just shakes his head no.

    Is she in the bathroom?

    Is she smokin’ right outside? Wait, she doesn’t smoke?, I think to myself.

    UGH! I just feel so, OH!! I can’t get her off of my brain! I just wanna be with her, thats all. I’d do anything to be with her again. But I can’t get out of this club since all of the boys and all of the girls are beggin to F.U.C.K ME! Damn. I try to exit but the slutty red head I was bangin to get Spencer off my mind tries to grab my arm back and pull me back into the lounge. My resistance is too strong and I pull away and run as fast as I can. Thank God I wasn’t drinking earlier or I’d pass out by….blackout.


    5 months earlier..


    And there she was. Gentle blue eyes of pure magic. Head of perfect dirty blonde streaks. Hmm.. dirty. She walks down these halls of chaios with grace and poise. Her polo’s always wrapping around her very fit upper body. Her skirt runs to the top of my palace. Well, its not mine yet. Key word: yet. Spencer Carlin was your typical blonde cheerleader/jock/activist/geek. She was part of every club known to man at this school. I’m surprised she’s not on the boys sports teams! Trust me, she should. That’d be hot watching my girl kicking ass on the football field. Okay, don’t get the wrong idea. She’s not mine. I doubt she even knows I exist.Well, no actually, she does know me because I slept with one of the cheerleaders on her squad and for some reason that became the top story at King High. I was there when she found out about me and the cheerleader. She wasn’t as shocked and scared as the other chicks. She was probably wet.

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    1. haha….great story! im really liking it…and im actually a little obsessed with britney spears so yeah… if you seek amy is the best song of her new cd :)

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