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    looks can be deceiving – (Chapter: 2:A pencil? huh? )

     

    Okay it has been two days and Spencer hasn’t even looked at me okay only once I caught her glancing at me but as soon as I turned to look at her she turned the other direction like seriously what are we in 3rd grade? Ugh why can’t I talk to her why? Oh right I SUCK and when I talk I sound like a total bitch.

    Spencer: “hey sorry to bother you but can I borrow a pencil?” uhmmm what do I say……..oh right a pencil. I handed her my pencil, nice one Ashley now you don’t have a pencil.

    Ashley: “ pshh hey Aiden can I borrow a pencil?” Aiden is the only friend that I have had since everything happened. I have known him all my life he is like a big brother to me ha I remember all the trouble we use to get into freshmen year before…………

    Aiden: “ where’s your pencil?”

    Ashley: “ uhm I…I forgot it” I turn to see Spencer smiling looking down doing her work or at least pretending because I think she was ears dropping but she is still cute.

    Aiden: “what would you do without me?” handing me a pencil, I smacked him softly upside down the head “ hey what was that for? I did let you borrow a pencil”

    Ashley: “ I know thanks” Aiden is one of the most popular guys in this school but he is also the nicest kid ever ha let’s just say he is tall dark and handsome the total package let just say if I wasn’t gay he would so be my guy.

    Lunch

    Madison: “ hey Spencer you see that brown hair girl that thinks that she is so cool well check it she is the Queen of queer” for a minute I taught she had died or something because two straight days with no bashing on me but she is back yay lucky me. And she so did that because she knew I would be able to hear.

    Spencer: “ uhmm she’s gay?”

    Madison: “ si chica, so no talking to her. Got that?” oh did I mention she is Queen bee or at least she think she is and so does everybody else they tend to do whatever she wants because they seem to be afrai………

    Spencer: “ excuse me ?” ha dang Spencer has some balls to do that but again she looks kind of piss but in a cute way….

    Madison: “ ya heard me if you want to stay in the squad you got to follow the rules if not then you could turn in your uniform at any given second” she flipped her hair and walked away “ and Spencer” the blond was just looking down on her feet and turns her head up and looks at Madison “ practice today don’t be late” the blond just nods.

    And the silent treatment continued again, I guess she is not going to talk to me because of the cheer bitch. Because she hasn’t even said a word to me all day and this is our last class for today. Thank god it’s Friday. Last day of detention for me

    Hell yea they canceled detention, I couldn’t stop but smiling finally something good that happened to me all day. As I was walking back to my car I hear the guitar again and this time I could see who it was……it was……Spencer. No freaken way she plays guitar and dam she is hot with the guitar in hand…

    “I’m too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt too sexy that it hurts…..” oh shit my phone as I hit a button to silence it she turns around and smiles at me. I take that as a sign so I walk in.

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