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    Loving With My Fingers Crossed – (Chapter: This Can’t Be Happening)

    Story written on April 9, 2007 by overdose.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=14160
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    Wiping out the battle lines.

    He ended up with a broken nose and his lunch bag scattered out all over his face. I never talked to him again after that incident. I didn’t even look at him. And he didn’t look at me. He was terrified. I hated him. I truly hated him. I still do.

    But the point is.. the matter of this is that hate and fury can result in a series of actions you’d never see coming. And I have experienced a lot of those. A lot.

    Friday night. Birthday night. Party night. Aiden and I decided it would be a good idea to throw a gigantic birthday party at my mansion to celebrate my 18:th birthday. So we did. And here we are. Or. Let me rephrase that. Here I am. Aiden has passed out on the couch after our tequila race and there’s a Jane Doe lying on the floor beside him. I’m pretty drunk. I’m pretty tired. It’s actually almost 3 AM now and people are starting to leave.

    I need to find Spencer. I need to show her my hat. This ridiculous cardboard hat made out of empty beer boxes that I won after playing beer bong with some guys in the kitchen earlier. I’m heading upstairs. I’m thinking she’s probably there. She’s probably waiting. She’s probably going to surprise me with a gift. I’m going to surprise her with this hat. If she’s nice enough, I might even give it to her. She might like it. I like it. I like her.

    I’m reaching the door. Turning the doorknob. Opening it. Humming vaguely on a song I picked up on the way here.

    “Baby, you in here? You have to see my h-“I’m standing in the doorway now. Looking straight ahead. Towards my bed. In my own room. Watching. Walking in on something I wasn’t supposed to see. Or maybe I was. But I’m taking it in. I’m taking it with me. Etching an unforgettable picture of what that stand before me into my memory.

    “What the fuck?!” That’s all I can say. That’s all I manage to spit out. To throw at her. Wishing I had a burning fireball to toss instead. Wishing I had something else. Something else than this.

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    1. Damn, you surprised the fuck out of me, SPENCER CHEATED! MAN!! With a dude, no less, on Ash’s birthday, in her bed. *shakes head*. And Ash is the one who is still fucked up by it, Spencer is all happy with a C copy of Ashley, it makes me hate Spencer in this fic. She should fuckin blow her world apart, she should definitely tell Natalie who she really is, and should inform her about Spencer. You sure took a long time to update. Update again soon.

    2. Damn, you surprised the fuck out of me, SPENCER CHEATED! MAN!! With a dude, no less, on Ash’s birthday, in her bed. *shakes head*. And Ash is the one who is still fucked up by it, Spencer is all happy with a C copy of Ashley, it makes me hate Spencer in this fic. She should fuckin blow her world apart, she should definitely tell Natalie who she really is, and should inform her about Spencer. You sure took a long time to update. Update again soon.

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