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    28 Days – (Chapter: Can’t stop the signal)

    Story written on September 20, 2006 by clomle44.
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    Words: 3610
    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=12331
    Author Notes:

    Revenge and Reprieve.

     

    “Go away Spencer” Ashley said, biting her lip.

     

    “No” the blonde exclaimed. “What the hell is up with you? You’re acting like a freak!”

     

    “Is that what you think I am” the brunette threw back bitterly, “A freak? That figures.”

     

    Ashley walked off, back towards the camp, beyond knowing what she was doing now and running on pure impulse. She was also running on pure irrationality and she knew it. Spencer apparently did too, and was not put off. She caught up with Ashley again outside their cabin.

     

    “Look, what the hell is going on? I thought we were friends and now you’re mad at me” Spencer said, obviously upset and confused. Ashley rounded on her, her face contorted in anger.

     

    “Yeah. Friends. Just like you’re friends with Aiden” she regretted it the minute it was out of her mouth, and comprehension dawned on Spencer’s face slowly. Ashley would have left, or at least said something, if it hadn’t been for Madison and her god awful timing.

     

    “My my, can’t we find somewhere else to have our domestic. We don’t need to see this kind of disgusting behaviour in public” the cheerleader interjected. Ashley turned to find Madison and a few of her friends standing nearby, and some random students straggling into camp suddenly very interested in what was happening.

     

    “Shut your mouth Duarte, it’s none of your fucking business” Ashley told her through gritted teeth.

     

    “Well she is my boyfriend’s sister, I guess he’d want to know the kind of scum she’s hanging around with.” Madison sneered, “and I really did think even you were beneath her, but apparently Spencer likes slumming it.”

     

    The wrath in Ashley burst, a curtain of red descending over her view. She grabbed Madison by the front of her shirt before she knew what was happening.

     

    “You take that back bitch” Ashley yelled, fist pulled back. “You apologise to her”, angry, not at Madison’s insults to her, which she was used to, but to her badmouthing Spencer. Madison struggled, yelling at her to get off. “Apologise NOW” Ashley screamed, incandescent with rage. As the cheerleader struggled, swearing and spitting, Ashley felt Spencer’s arm on her waist, pulling her backwards, but it was too late. Ashley’s fist descended, connecting with the cheerleader on the sharp edge of her jaw, knocking her to the ground. Staggering backwards with Spencer pulling her, Ashley’s vision cleared. A teacher was running in from the side, other students standing around agog at what had happened. Ashley was breathing hard, her fist still bunched, Madison stunned on the ground, her hand over her jaw where Ashley had slogged her.

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    1. Oh you think you’re so clever! And you’d be right. Congrats, homie! I am an enormously happy fan once more, and I’m also curious as to how I inspired your idea for a 3rd story!? I’m writing more of First To Break right now! :-P game on!

    3. P.s.. i dont think my other comment worked.. but i totally had a sex dream inolving Mandy Musgrave & a bath tub last night, (thanks to ur smut-filled stories! lol jks) and im straight! i suppose u know ur hot when..

    4. Dude?! Where are my comments? They’re not showing up. :::shakes fist in air::: Damn you evil fanfiction board! Maybe they banned me for offensive Jesus comments… Oh well. To the point: Does this fic rock my world? Like the Kool Aid man says – OHHHHHHH YEEEEEEAAAHHH!

    8. goober…you’re friggin’ hilarious. I love the Kool Aid man..jug ..guy! Clomle, you rock my socks. And i love your author’s note..always so funny. more more more!

    9. Oh you think you’re so clever! And you’d be right. Congrats, homie! I am an enormously happy fan once more, and I’m also curious as to how I inspired your idea for a 3rd story!? I’m writing more of First To Break right now! :-P game on!

    11. P.s.. i dont think my other comment worked.. but i totally had a sex dream inolving Mandy Musgrave & a bath tub last night, (thanks to ur smut-filled stories! lol jks) and im straight! i suppose u know ur hot when..

    12. Dude?! Where are my comments? They’re not showing up. :::shakes fist in air::: Damn you evil fanfiction board! Maybe they banned me for offensive Jesus comments… Oh well. To the point: Does this fic rock my world? Like the Kool Aid man says – OHHHHHHH YEEEEEEAAAHHH!

    16. goober…you’re friggin’ hilarious. I love the Kool Aid man..jug ..guy! Clomle, you rock my socks. And i love your author’s note..always so funny. more more more!

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