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    Masked Identity – (Chapter: (these feelings are normal, right?))

       "hey, spence." I smiled. "how was class?"
       "Spence…?" she pondered over it a moment. "i like it. and class was, well class. How was sitting in the hallway, ash?"
       "Ehh, same old same old. haha." I linked my arm through hers. "Shall we get to class?"
       She gave me that beautiful smile and i thought i could pass out.
       "Lets go" she said while glancing at our arms. We started walking in the direction of our next class. We’d been quiet for a while, so i decided to make small talk
       "How do you like it so far here in la la land?"
       "Its…different from Ohio. but it seems pretty cool."
       "How was like in Ohio?" I asked wanting to know everything bout this girl.
       "It was small. I mean everyone knew everyone. Thats one of the good things about it. But the bad thing is, well everyone knew everyone. It was hard to be who you wanted to be without getting jumped all over by everyone. People were very close minded and were scared of things different."
       "That mustve sucked. I mean, people jump all over you here  but there is usually someone who doesnt care who or wat you are. And they love you anyways. But if there isnt. L.A. is so big there is always some place to run to."
       "Yeah, but so far everyone seems pretty cool here." We finally arrived at the class, which i was dreading to go to. Ugh, biology, sucks!
       "Well, we’re here. the wonderful world of biology!" I said being totally sarcastic.
       "Wow, I jus love your enthusiasm, ash." She replied with jus as much sarcasm. Biology class was as boring as ever. But today it was tolerable. Prolly because I get lucky and Spencer was sitting right next to me. She was giving full attention to the class but i was trying to memorize every detail of her face. The way her hair sheilding part of it from the world. The way she squinted her eyes in order to try and read the board. Shoot even the way she wrote was beautiful.

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    Spencers POV

    All during biology class I felt a pair of eyes on me. I never looked to see who it was. I only know who I hope it was. Ashley. This walk to biology has been the best conversation I’ve had in a long time. I really feel as if I can be myself around her. Which is crazy cause this is the first time I’ve met her. I’ve got to be crazy, right? You cant trust someone this soon, can you? All my life everyone who I’ve half-trusted always had something negative to say about something I did, said, or believed in. I was never good enough for them. I’ll never be good enough for them. Crap, i better focus on biology. I have to get good grades, better grades than I had in Ohio. What is that word on the board? Peptodoglycan? WTF? Oh well who cares. its the first day, Ive got plenty of time to study. So, What was I saying? Oh yeah. Never good enough for them. Yeah especially my mother. I tried everything to get her approvable, never once did it happen. NEVER. Not even a simple ‘good job spence’ She couldnt even give me that! I cant believe…

    **BELL**

    sorry to cut short, but i gotta go..ill post more later tonight! tell me wat u think!

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