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In The Mix – (Chapter: Pushing Buttons)
She is in front of me now. There is something about her. Seriously. I think she is more trouble than I. “So do you regret me meeting you? I mean… I can make myself scarce. Its not like you know me. This town is new to me. So is this school and the people I’m meeting.” I say looking directly in her eyes trying to find some emotion. It was sort of a stand down old school western style.
Then she surprises me. “NO” Danielle says at almost a scream. It caught the attention of the whole room. I think she noticed. “No…” she repeats herself this time it was more timidly. “Anyone who stands up to her is brave. Ashley is not a person whose bad side you ever want to be on. You did it in a day.” She laughs.
“Oh. Well I’m good like that.”
She grins. “Would you like me to show you to your first class?”
“I would be delighted” I tell her. Spencer two points. Ashley ZERO. If I keep this up maybe something good will come out of it other than this little competition. This will be an epic like David & Goliath, Superman & Luthor, The Sweetie (me) & The Meanie (Ashley Davies). This will go down in history.
Danielle walked me to my first period class. She is really nice. I really don’t she how a smart girl like her would take shit from Ms. Meanie. Hell, she is so smart that she is a grade ahead. She is hot that should be enough to kick ass. She plays rugby, a sport I know nothing about. Anyway she said she’d meet me for lunch since that is her free period and who better to spend it with than me. That’s what period I am in now.
Lunch. One of my favorite parts of the day. Other favorite parts are breakfast, after breakfast, after lunch snack, before dinner snack and dinner. As you can see my favorite parts in the day involve food. Food. Food. Food. Food. Food. Why do you think I live with the chef’s of the family? Just kidding I had no choice in that matter.
As I begin to walk to the table where Chelsea is I see her. Ms. Meanie, the Magneto to my X-Men. I practically see the whole quad bow down and kiss ass as she walks by. Next thing I see is a disaster waiting to happen. This poor boy is not paying attention and I can tell because he is not looking in her direction. The collision made the whole area gasp. He lands on the floor but not before his lunch decorated her shirt with a variety of colors.
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So. for all of my Break Away lovers. I’m sorry i’m not posting tonight. but I figured that you’d want to read a coherent story… meaning rest is best for my condition. trust me. but I promise tomorrow(sunday) something will be up! Love you guys!
man spence is just trying to get under ashley’s skin but i think she’s already succeeded pms
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forwards are the best!!!! lol. I’m my teams favorite rookie. I have many pleasing talents rucking, drinking, being me and my awesomeness. lol.