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    You Saw Me – (Chapter: Chapter 5)

    I walk into the room, clearing my throat. I see her freeze and her face looks like she’s a four year old, caught with her hand in a cookie jar. I laugh in my head.

    “Uh. Um. I should go.” The blond says in a hurry. My eyes follow her as she quickly walks past me but stops suddenly, turning to face me.

    “Um….Last night was…” She starts off.

    “Last night? What happened last night?” I fake innocence just to spare her, hoping she’d get the clue.

    “You know… with the touching” her voice goes quiet towards the end and I roll my eyes, thinking about what an idiot she is.

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about? I would never sleep with a straight girl." I continue the façade and hint again, hoping she’d get it and leave.

    “But that’s the thing. I am straight, and last night was…”

    ‘Oh God’ I really can’t believe her stupidity. I can’t take it anymore.

    “Okay look, ‘nothing’ happened last night, so get your ass outta here before I kick you out!”

    She stares at me wide eyed and she finally gets it. She scurries off and hurriedly closes the door behind her. I see Aiden looking at me incredulously. I’m not really a morning person, but screaming was never my thing.

    “Whoa Ash, what was that? She not perform good enough for you or something?”

    I scoff at his way of thinking ‘Ugh men’

    “No Aid, it has nothing to do with that.” I say in annoyance as I walk on over to the fridge.

    “Oh. So she is good.” He stands there grinning with a far off gaze in his eyes.

    I throw an empty carton at him.

    “Hey! C’mon Ash, what’s up with you?!” He’s irritated now as small drops of chocolate milk stain his suit.

    “Nothing. Now let’s just go!” If he’s annoyed, I’m even more annoyed. I know what the hell’s wrong, but I don’t know why, and it’s pissing the hell outta me.

    Luckily, by the time we get to the studio my hangover is almost gone. Turns out that the director wasn’t there yet, so it didn’t really matter that we were late.

    ‘What a waste of time.’

    I’m seriously pissed now. I just spent my entire morning bent over a toilet, nursing my hangover, arguing with some retarded chick and to top it off, when I finally arrive, they tell me that I don’ even have to be here yet!

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    1. fantastic! I also want to know why it is ash can’t remember but I’m sure when she does all hell is gonna break loose! and I can’t wait for that to happen. this is fabulous so please pms!

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