Chapter 6…

It’s funny how things work out…I was so happy the day I met Ashley…sure she was some one I had never even know before…and yes is was one of the shittiest days of my 9 year old life…but I liked the feeling Ashley gave me when she’d brush it off…like what was happening the very moment we met, all the craziness around us, wasn’t nearly as important to her as how I felt. Now it’s my turn though…Just like back then, I know I’m not the only one who has been dealt a crappy hand, and I owe it to Ashley now…

“Ash what…” She’s unable to continue her question before Ashley is tugging her arm. Ashley’s face is panicked. “seriously Ash-“  “uhhmmmm…do you like…mind hiding in my closet?” it was obviously a retoricle question because Spencer is suddenly shoved into the tiny closet…hidden in the dark and some where between, what seems to be an endless collection of shoes, and an under ware drowr.

Okay c’mon…seriously? And then the door swings open again. Some thing or someone rather, is sqeezing in between Spencer and the shoes.

“haha you mind explaining?” her voice is just above a whisper.

“uhhm…if you don’t mind I’d rather not.” She seemed to be out of breathe and obviously frantic from what ever had just happened beyond the closet door, so Spencer just sliped her hand into Ashley’s and they sat.

After a good 45 minutes Ashley’s head had found a way to Spencer’s shoulder. It was getting late and even with the lack of sensory detail as to how much light was out side they both knew it.

“I gotta go home.” They stayed in the same resting position.

“yeah I figured…do you…do you think you could stay with me tonight?” Spencer was surprised. Ashley’s voice had become shakey with in seconds and She began to worry.

“Yeah…yeah sure no problem but I still have to go home…is that okay? I just gotta check in…well more like grab some stuff and book it.” Ashley laughed at the playfull banter, then rose to her feet, or as much as she could and helped Spencer up before opening the door.

“Hey, Spence?”

“yeah?”

“Thank you.”

No time was wasted before Spencer felt a light brush against her lips.

“Strawberry…” she managed to mumbled with out any intent to share her feelings.

Too late…

“Haha Spencer?” she hadn’t realized that the closet door was open yet until she opened her eyes witch had seemed to close on their own. Her cheeks were bright red as she half sprinted for the hall way.

“uhhm….we…we should…”

“yeah, I’ll get my keys.” Ashley had the biggest, most uncontrollable, grin on her face.

you have nooo i dea how sorry i am that this post is so short…but i was honestly on my feet for like an hour trying to go between writing and what ever my mom was yelling abut lmao (;

but tell me how im doing so far (3(;