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    Painted By Numbers – (Chapter: Chapter Eight)

     

    “Fine. But you better get some good grades on that homework.” Spencer said pointing at the brunette.

     

    Ashley nodded her head and kissed Spencer’s forehead before standing up. She felt Spencer pull her back to her and nearly melted as Spencer’s lips met her own. ‘Come on Davies! Time is money!’

     

    “I have to go now…I’ll be here after your practice…I promise.” Ashley said with a hand on her heart and one in the air.

     

    “You better.” Spencer yelled out as Ashley slipped out of her room.

     

    Ashley closed the door and headed out of the building. She made her way over to the administration building and was in search of her new favorite person here at St. Catherine’s.

     

    *KNOCK KNOCK*

     

    “It’s open.” Sandy’s voice sang loudly.

     

    Ashley opened the door and found Sandy unpacking a few large boxes that had “School Uniform” written on the side.

     

    “Hideous aren’t they?” Sandy asked as he held one of the plaid skirts in the air.

     

    “Definitely hideous. Just imagine having to wear that day in and day out. I can just feel my coolness washing away every minute I have to be confined in that stupid thing.”

     

    Sandy laughed and nodded his head in understanding. “So what brings you by one of my many offices?”

     

    “Well…I was hoping I could get your help with something.”

     

    “Ok you have my attention. What is it exactly that I will be helping you with? And better question how much will I get paid?”

     

    “Well I really don’t have any money but…I could work something out I guess…I mean if that works for you.”

     

    “I guess I could use a hand around here.” He looked around the room and frowned. “My job is really pathetic isn’t it?” He shook his head and returned his attention back to Ashley. “Ok so spill…what is that you need ol’ Sandy here to help you with?”

     

    Ashley clapped her hands together and smiled. “It’s like this….”

     

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    “Where are we?” Spencer asked as she made her way down the hallway and stairs with a blindfold over her eyes.

     

    “Shh…I don’t want anyone to catch us…” Ashley whispered to the blonde.

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