Hi! I'm sorry for such a long update! Major writer's block. I tried my best to try to overcome that writer's block so it might not be as good as usual but hey, its there. Lots of sisterly love for Jodylicious my first reviewer! Yay for Jodylicious! Just to say, in the last chapter I wrote that I didn't know Vince's first name, I meant that I didn't know if it was Vincent or just Vince. 'Kay?Disclaimer: I own nothing more then the five dollars in my back pocket. And I'm not even sure if that is my five dollars.
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They had started to leave when the door opened revealing…The Ashleys.
Both girls were actually surprised that those bimbos even made it too seventh grade. But hey, -- they'rerich. They figured that their fathers' just paid their way into the school.
The Ashley were giggling and whispering among themselves. Gretchen had learned along time ago that when that happens, you should avoid them at all costs.
Trying to be as quiet as possible, the two girls headed towards the door.
Now, Spinelli didn't believe in a higher god but if she had, -- then she was sure that he (or she) hated them. Why would Spinelli think this you ask? No one truly knows.
Though, it might have something to do with the fact that the Ashleys saw them just before they left.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." Stated Ashley…Ashley…well—one of the Ashleys. It didn't matter! She was just as annoying as the others were.
"What do you want you powder puffs?" Always Spinelli with a retort against the Ashleys.
"Nothing to do with you two geeks."
"Then why did you call us?"
The Ashleys faltered for a moment. "We didn't." They sneered.
"Whatever, we're leaving."
The two girls had fully intended on leaving. Well they had intended. But it's just a little too temping not to listen in when those five girls are plotting so quietly. It's just not like them.
Spinelli put her ear to the door concentrating hard on unscrambling the Ashleys' mumbles.
" And so…. going to the party….Vince…so going to like…me…."
Spinelli gasped. Loudly.
"What is it?" Gretchen asked worriedly. Spinelli usually didn't act like this. And frankly, it put her on edge.
"I think they're going to try to seduce Vince!"
"Seduce?"
"Well okay probably not that serious but they are plotting something and it has something to do with Vince."
"Let me hear!" Now, if Gretchen hadn't been so very worried for her friend she probably wouldn't have acted as rashly as she did. When I say rashly I mean Gretchen putting her ear against the door along with Spinelli's.
If there were two things that the two girls learned from that act of stupidity; it was that the doors' aren't meant to hold the weight of two high school girls and that the titled floor of the bathroom really hurts when you fall face flat onto it.
"Well I guess we have two little snoops in our midst."
Gretchen scrambled up before saying defiantly, " What are going to do with Vince!"
They scoffed simultaneously. A small part of Gretchen's mind that was detached from this whole situation found that incredibly creepy.
"Why should it matter to you. Vince is just your friend."
"That's not true!" In desperation, Gretchen's brain scrambled for anything that could possibly save her friend from a fate with these five girls. "It matters because — because, it matters because Vince is my boyfriend!"
If there was a one to ten scale of shock that registered on the Ashleys' faces it would probably be a twelve. Or higher.
One of the Ashleys sneered again. " I'll believe it when I see it." And with that, they walked out of the bathroom.
Spinelli turned to Gretchen; "You know your utterly screwed right?"
Gretchen groaned and banged her head against the wall. "Just kill me right now."
"Well, I can't exactly do that until you talk to Vince. Now come on, the bell has already rung."
And so they left tired, tense, and late for the next period.
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Sorry about clumping the Ashley's together like that. It's been awhile since I had seen Recess. Please bear with me.
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