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"Um… hi" Spencer said, solemnly as she crept into her room to grab clean clothes.
"Hi." Amber glared at her with fire in her eyes. "Have a good night? With HER?"
"Yeah… I did actually. And no, she did not rape me."
"Well, it looked like she did on the path…" Amber muttered, not intending for Spencer to hear.
"What?"
"Nothing… just thinking out loud… sorry… it's… good she didn't rape you…"
"Yeah… but that's not what you said."
"I fucking saw you on the path. Don't play innocent."
"Oh… well, then that saves one awkward conversation. I'm dating Ashley. Happy?"
"Wh- wh-… you're gay?" Amber knew it was coming, but was still startled.
"Yeah… didn't you know?"
"Obviously not!" Amber yelled and stormed out. She spotted Ashley coming down the hallway.
"Hi…" Ashley waved a little to her. Amber just glared at her and walked by.
"Sorry about her… she's… not in a good mood…" Spencer said, catching up to Ashley
"I take it she found out about us?"
"Yeah… she… sorta saw us on the path…"
"Woops." Ashley giggled, Spencer laugher as well.
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"I HAVE to fix this!" Amber yelled, pacing angrily.
"So, what's the plan?" Madison became interested as soon as the idea of revenge came up.
"If I knew, why the fuck would I be talking to you?"
"Hmmm…"
"I know!" With that she ran off, leaving Madison confused and waiting.
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"Hey… Spence… sorry I flipped. I just thought we were good friends and your not telling me that you were gay kinda hurt…" Amber calmly apologized to Spencer over lunch.
"It's fine… sorry I didn't tell you… just didn't think it was important I guess."
"Oh well. Hey, listen. I think it's great that you're going out with Ash and all…"
"…But?"
"Just hear me out, okay?"
"Fine." Spencer rolled her eyes.
"It's just that… she's not the most loyal of people… I just… I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I can worry about myself, thanks."
"Just be careful… that's all I'm saying. If she starts canceling on you for 'some stupid tutoring session,' that's a bad sign… that's what happened with me, at least."
"Okay… thanks? I can handle it. Don't worry."
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Ring… Ring… Ring…
Ashley's room phone kept ringing until she eventually got annoyed and answered. Only school people called her on that line, so she knew it couldn't be anyone important.
"Hello?" Ashley answered, annoyed.
"Hi… is this Ashley Davies?"
"Yeah… what do you want?"
"Your name was on the recommended tutoring list… and I know you will want the extra credit… can you tutor me for biology?"
"Who is this?"
"Am… Amelia… Smith"
"I don't know an Amelia Smith."
"Yeah… I'm new… so, what do you say?"
Ashley really needed those extra credit points to make up for all the days she ditched or was late. "Fine. When?"
"How about the library upstairs study room at 8 tonight?"
"I can't do that time… what about some other time?"
"I have a test tomorrow and that's the only time I can do it… I can always call someone else…"
"No… fine… I'll do 8. See you then." She had to agree because she knew no one would call her about tutoring, and she couldn't fail any classes or she would be kicked out. Ashley took out her cell and dialed Spencer's number.
"Hey babe." Spencer answered, sounding happy.
"Hey… listen… about tonight…"
"What about it?" Spencer sounded worried.
"I… I can't hang out… I have to tutor some kid… sorry…"
"It's fine… whatever…"
"Okay… see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah. Bye."
Spencer hung up feeling uneasy; Amber's words from the night before echoing in her hear.
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"Where the fuck is she?" Ashley wondered, annoyed at the girl's tardiness. She decided to read a magazine to pass the time. Her cell flashed telling her she had a new text. She looked at it.
HEY ASH CAN I GRAP MY HISTORY BOOK FROM UR ROOM? –S
She replied:
YA SURE
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Spencer walked into Ashley's room to borrow a book the history book (for Amber, who was too afraid to ask Ashley herself) and noticed a new message light flashing on Ashley's room phone. With Amber's words playing over and over again in her head, curiosity got the better of her and she went over and clicked play.
"Hey babe… can't wait for tonight… call me when you get this, thanks!"
Spencer played it over and over again and ran out, crying. She ran back to her room and pushed her face into her pillow. Amber, who had witnessed her running in into the room in distress, smiled at how brilliantly her plan had worked out.
"Aw, Spence honey, what's wrong?" Amber stroked the blonde's hair softly.