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    Chopped and Screwed – (Chapter: 22: Hit The Fan)

     

    “It seems like I live at your now. I might as well move in,” I joke as we pull into the school parking lot.

     

    “You do live at my house,” she corrects. “At least on the weekends.”

     

    She parks the car farther away from the building.

     

    “Let me out here so you can park farther up.”

     

    She always parks in Timbuktu whenever she drives me to school.

     

    “No, it’s fine. This way I can walk with you,” she explains.

     

    “Suit yourself.”

     

    As we near the front of the building, I see a familiar face.

     

    “Ashley, don’t look. Just put your head down to the right and walk faster,” I command under my breath.

     

    “Why?” she questions, but follows the instructions.

     

    When we are safely away from “danger”, I turn to her.

     

    “That was the crazy drama kid from the drive-in back there!” I explain.

     

    “Oh shit,” she sighs into her palm. “He’s going to find out. He’s going to know,” she mumbles over and over again.

     

    “No, he won’t. But so what if he does? He has no proof,” I reason.

     

    “Right,” she says, taking a deep breath.

     

    “Ash, it’s fine. I promise.”

     

    “You’re right. You’re right,” she says.

     

     

     

     

    I head to my locker to grab my Biology book. I slam my locker shut, only to be greeted by red eyes and pale skin, making me nearly jump out of my skin.

     

    “Holy…”

     

    The boy flashes a smile at me. “Sorry for scaring you. I guess that’s my shtick, huh? I didn’t know you went to King High. Small world, right? What’s your name? My name is Vance, but people call me Vlad and Vladmir because, you know, look at me. You can call me V, if it’s easier.” He’s bursting with energy and is bouncing in place.

     

    I try to respond to all the questions hurled at me. “It’s okay, I do, it is, I’ll call you Vance, and I’m Spencer,” I chuckle.

     

    “Well, Spencer, now that I know you go to King, I’d like to invite you to Monster Mayhem! It’s the school play. I’m starring in it and I want you to come,” he says excitedly.

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    Comments

    1. wtf? a rape charge…i don’t like this at all…not at all you have to come back and post like now cuz i need to know ashley is going to be alright pms

    2. WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! You cant just end it like that!Uh, I swear if you dont post in the next 10 minutes I’m gunna come find you! Lol, so like Post more! ;D

    3. dude WTF?! how could you possibly do that! ok so is she being arrested because of spencer? and if so who the hell turned them in?!? grrr you so had better be posting right now or else!

    4. Firstly, great to see you back. I’ve been missing this story. Secondly WTF?!?! I thought Spence was legal in the state? Unless Ash had a previous affair? You have got to tell us soon!

    5. glad ur back! love your story! its official you know how to incite panic amongst your readers. That is a very good trait to have as a writer! however, i do hate cliffhangers. at the same time i understand the reasoning behind them. therefore i don’t fault you for it like others might. keep it up. awesome job!iofi

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