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    Super duper crime fighting good two shoes and her badass master criminal. – (Chapter: Chapter Four)

    I stared into her blue eyes and had to catch my breath.

    “Oh shit, a DEB.”

    “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be…”

    Spencer chuckled, “You’re reading me my rights?”

    “Well, you’re Spencer Carlin.”

    “And? Leave it to the DEBS to ruin my night….”

    “Put your gun down.”

    “…I didn’t even want to come on this stupid blind date. I’m going to kill Glen.”

    “Wait… “Did she just say date?

    “What?”

    “I didn’t know you were.” She interrupted me rudely.

    “Why would you?” She lowered her gun, “Unless, you’re interested.”

    I looked up and saw a huge grin on her face. “Huh?”

    “Wow, you really are innocent. Then why do you care so much?”

    “This totally torpedoes my thesis.”

    “Thesis?”

    “I have to write one to graduate and I chose to do it on the infamous, well, you.”

    “Oh, wait, why am I talking to you? You’re trying to kill me!”

    “Then what are you doing with the gun?”

    “Self defense….”

    “Self defense?!?!” I can’t believe this shit is happening to me. I’m going to die. My days are at an end. Fuck me.

    “You’re the one that bumped into me.”

    “What is wrong with you?”

    “Wouldn’t you care to find out?”

    “Ashley!” Oh thank god for Madison. I look around the room and when I turn back around, poof, she’s gone.

    Madison, Chelsea, and Kyla ran up to me, “Are you okay?” Chelsea asked me.

    I took a deep breath, “She was here.” I had to sit down on the floor against a crate.

    “Who?” Kyla asked clueless.

    “Who do you think dip shit?” Madison has a real way with words, “It makes no sense, how can you still be alive?”

    “Thanks, that makes me feel so much better.” I look down in front of me and I see a sea of mini hairbrushes.

    I blankly stared at the floor in front of me. I’ll never get the hairbrush thing.

    “You know what this means right Ash?” Chelsea took a couple steps closer to me, “You’re the only one to fight Spencer Carlin and live to tell about it.”

    ******

    Spencer ran out of the warehouse and into Glen’s car.”

    “I’m so sorry; leave it to those girls to ruin an evening.”

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    1. Kyla is such a twit, it’s hilarious. Can’t wait for Spencer and Ashley to get to know one another better. Excellent update. PMASAP!!!

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