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    You and Me – (Chapter: I love you, I hate her, and what the hell is she doing here?)

    Yet, there she was. Clean for nearly a month (as it will be her one month sobriety day on her and Spencer’s one month Anniversary) and head over heals in love with a girl who she cares about with every fiber of her being and feels the same way towards her.

    The only problem was… would Spencer Carlin still feel the same way about her if she knew certain things she had done? Would she realize the horrible person that still lingered menacingly in her essence and turn away disgusted. She could only hope not. ‘Burn that bridge when you get there.‘ she thought as she raised Spencer’s hand in her own and kissed the back of it. “Okay.”

    She steered her way out of the Carlin’s driveway, her hand still gripping her Spencer’s possessively.

    It was already lunch and the students were either fanning themselves with homework assignments or seeking shade under various places. Ashley and Spencer had managed to grab a tree of their own after fighting off some freshman’s with big mouths. The aggravated older girl merely had to point towards where Sean, Clay, Chelsea, Boz, and a rather enormous Dallas were sitting to get her point across before the younger kids left to look for shade elsewhere.

    Still, even being sheltered from direct sunlight didn’t do much to ease the wall of heat that plagued the city that day. Ashley had put her hair up into a ponytail so that the back of her neck could have a little air while Spencer continually brushed sweat dampened blond locks from her face.

    “Stupid kids, made me hotter than I already was.” Ashley muttered.

    “Yeah, you angry is pretty hot.”

    “Har har. Seriously though, I thought they were gonna shit themselves when I pointed at Dallas.”

    “Well he’s the size of all five of those kids put together with some room for a pro-wrestler to fit in.”

    “True. He’s probably always on the bottom otherwise he’d crush any girl he got with.”

    Spencer gagged and slapped Ashley on the thigh, “Ew! Those are images I don’t need. Is your mind always in the gutter?”

    “What?! I’m a hormonal teenager. My mind is either filled with sex or boredom.”

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