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    We Were Just Meant To Be – (Chapter: 1 – It all started with a smile.)


    "Ashley are you gonna come with us too then?"

    "Huh? Come where?"

    "Out. Tonight. It’s Friday."

    "Uh yeah sure Spencer, I’ll come out."  Truth is I don’t really know Spencer, she’s a casual friend from my Chemistry class who I talk to occasionally, I actually talk to and prefer her friends more so I guess I’ll go out just to hang out with them. I found out one of my good friends Wendy is also going so she’ll make it worth my while.

     

     

    [That night]

    "Ashley come on, you have to at least be sociable to towards them, you can’t just come and chill with me, it’s totally rude considering Spencer is the one who invited you out with them lot."

    "Err whatever Wendy, I totally can. Do I know her well? No. She’s really in your face and smiley all the time. She just needs to calm down. You know I hate people like that."

    "Okay yeah I know, but at least go and dance with everyone. We are at a club afterall, and you do love to dance."

    "Alright, come on then. But if they get in my face I’m out." So Wendy drags me towards the dancefloor as I’m finishing my drink. Don’t even ask how we managed to get in this club since most of us are 15 and the rest are 16, I do turn 16 a week from now, but I still don’t look legal by a long shot, I guess being a babe pays off at times like these. At least we only have to wait until we’re 18 to get into clubs and drink legally in London, sometimes I love this place. Anyway we got onto the dancefloor and all start dancing together and after a few drinks I’m actually starting to enjoy myself, imagine that. The guys there loved it too seeing as I had a lot of them trying to dance with me and one full on kissed me, I went for it too…I was drunk.

    As the club closed we all decided to go back and stay at Stacey’s house as it was the closest to the club, I can’t remember getting to her house or going to sleep but I woke up fully clothed sharing a couch with Spencer, I would love to know how that worked out seeing as I don’t particuarly like the girl. "Goodmorning Ashley" she said in a far too cheery tone for this hour. "Yeah hi, why are you next to me?" I said back. "Well you came in and lay down on the couch and it was either I sleep in with you or I sleep in the bathtub, so guess which I chose." She did have a point. "Fair enough." Everyone else started to wake up just about then because of our chat so we all started getting ready and then left because most of us didn’t bother to tell our parents that we were staying out for the whole night.

    We all had to catch the same bus home but my stop was one of the last ones so I was left on it alone, or so I thought, turns out Spencer doesn’t get off until the last stop. She turns to me and says "I had a good time last night, did you?" "Yeah it was cool," I say back sincerely "this is my stop coming up." "You’re a lot of fun Ashley, here take my number and call me or text me whenever you want, I’d love to talk to you outside of Chem class." She handed me her number written on an old recipt from her bag, flashed me a quick smile and I got off the bus. I’m so not getting in touch with her over the weekend, if she wants us to be friends she can wait until the weekend’s over and we’re back at school, I’m not reaching out to be friends with someone who probably won’t be around for too long anyway. I guess we’ll just see what happens at school, not that I care or anything, but god…that smile.

    Comments

    1. thanx 4 responding to my original post. it was the one where i asked if there was a point to me wring a story. i didn’t know if a lot of people still read these. well, thanx 2 u ,and a few others, i was inspired to write a story!also, as i promised in my original post i have now read one of your stories. i hope i have the time to read more of your stuff soon. good ending really makes the reader want more.good luck,iofi

    2. it´s good! and hi5 to you for choosing London. Great place, I love it!! looks like it´s about to become great for stories, too ehehe ^^please continue!just one thing: where was Spencer going? shouldn´t she have stayed home sleeping some more?

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