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    Other Girl – (Chapter: Chapter 1 part 2)

    Story written on June 2, 2009 by sarrah1586.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=15118
    Author Notes:

    Spencer is a freshman in college where she meets new people including Ashley. Will they end up friends? enemies? lovers? Read it and find out!

    Carmen helped Spencer with her bag and showed her the room she would be staying at.

    “This is a great room,” Carmen said as they arrived at the top of the stairs and walked to the first door in the corridor. “I should know. I had it last year. Yep,” she added. “The same thing happened to me last year. Some senior dropped out at the last minute and I lucked into this room by myself. Just like you..”
    “You’re going to love it here!”

    “How do you know?” Spencer asked.

    “I just know these things. I’m like what’s the word? Like sensitive , but not pathetic?”

    “Empathetic?”

    “Yeah that’s it.”

    The charm of the room distracted Spencer from further questioning any weirdness she sensed, either in the coincidence or the tour guide.

    “See, this is the best part about this place. We have our own little stairway to the stars…” Carmen whispered, gesturing to a fire escape outside the window that led to the roof.

    Carmen could tell Spencer was wondering about the “we” part so she explained. “Me and Ashley. She’s a senior. Her real  name is Ashley Penelope Davies, but don’t tell anyone I told you that ok? She don’t like anyone knowing her middle name. We’re right below you.”

    *****
    Spencer spent the rest of the afternoon getting her room comfortable and put her things away.  From a cardboard box she removed the World’s Largest Ashtray and put it in the center of the floor so that she could flick her cigarette into it at an equal distance from any place in the room.  

    She retrieved a handful of photographs of her family and friends, mostly boyfriends, and stuck her favorites in the mirror frame above her dresses. She pushed the little dorm bed over to the window because it fit perfectly lengthwise into that space and would serve very nicely as a makeshift window seat where she could lounge on pillows propped up against the wall with an overview  of the back yard.  Having put everything in its place, she lay back on her bed just to muse for half hour or so, relishing the sensation of being alone.

    On her way downstairs sometime later, she had to pass what had once been the master bedroom on the second floor. The door was ajar. She recognized her Big Sister’s voice coming from within. Carmen sounded upset.

    “ I just wanted to surprise you,” she whined, “I thought you would be happy about this.”

    Spencer could move fairly close to the door without being noticed, and glimpsed Carmen. From Spencer’s perspective, Carmen appeared to be talking to her closet.

    “Are you even listening to me?”

    She heard a sigh from the closet followed by a voice. “There’s a difference between surprise and manipulation, Baby C.”

    Baby C?  A woman with curly brown hair came out of the closet carrying a foil — for fencing. Her unique entrance gave Spencer a start but had no effect on Carmen, who wasn’t afraid of trying the patience of a woman who was armed.

    Spencer had never seen anyone like her. She was very good looking. Her outfit matched Carmen’s more or less, from the satin-backed tailored vest in charcoal over a white T-shirt, to the very tight fitting levi’s jeans.  It look better on Ashley more than it look on Carmen.

    Ashley flicked the blade a couple of times and then positioned herself before a full-length Victorian mirror whose gilt frame was flaking draconically. With her back to Spencer, she executed an elegant fencer’s salute to herself.

    That was when she spotted Spencer, reflected in the mirror.

    “Hello.”

    “Hello.” Spencer replied, smiling cutely.

    “Hey, ‘little sister!’” Carmen said, straining for cheerfulness, “Come on in! So, how’s it going? You remember Ashley!”

    Ashley nodded and followed by silence which caused Spencer to revert to her nervous habit of biting her nails.

    Spencer glanced around the large master bedroom and noticed two regulation dorm beds, and that they had been pushed together.  She looked away too quickly.

    Carmen caught her eye and smiled, while Ashley just stared at her.

    Chapter 2

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