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Authors note: I'm sorry I had such bad grammatical errors in my last chapter. I uploaded the wrong doc on here plus my beta was out of state 4 a couple of days. So heres my next chapter I think its pretty funny. Please Comment!

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To Grow With Love

Chapter 2

"Sir my cousin works here, I'll call her to tell you to bring the money." Looking over, Spencer saw Kyla walking out of the building. "Oh! There she is!" Kyla continued walking towards a car parked in front of them scraping a long line of paint off with a key.

"Kyla!" A guy yelled, catching up to her. Kyla huffed and backslapped him. "Quiet, we are done!"

"Kyla, you already scratched my car, can't we at least talk about it?"

"Talk about it, your fiance was in there! If I knew you were like this, I wouldn't even have gone to lunch with you!" She yelled, as she slapped him again.

"Does this mean that I'm never going to see you again?"

"See me? Of course you can see me. Of course, if I do see you again you'll be slapped again. Do you have a phone? Call me!" she finished, walking away towards a confused and slightly scared Spencer.

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Walking into D-Day, a clothes store. they walk up to a employee. "Excuse me, is Carmen here?"

"Oh, she's off today Sorry. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"Yes, help me find some clothes!" Kyla exclaimed.

Browsing the store trying on a bunch of clothes. "Hey, I thought you said you still had a bunch of credit card bills you had to pay?" Spencer whispered.

"I do, but I'm really down. So... I need to buy a lot of clothes."

"Was he really important?" Spencer inquired.

"No." was the blunt reply. Suddenly Kyla's cell phone began to ring. She quickly grabbed a pink Razr out of her purse. "Hello, Rocky?...No, I really don't feel too good...Is that okay?...Okay, buh-bye."

"Oh, so you were cheating on him too!"

"Well, yeah. It's not the same thing though! I want to be married by 25 to someone rich so when I go shopping I don't even have to look at the price tag! I'll tell you one thing, when you find a guy it's best to not be over 125 pounds."

Looking over to her with an 'are you kidding me?' look, Spencer asked "Okay...so does that mean when I get over 250 I can find two guys?"

Rolling her eyes, Kyla held out a pair of shoes to Spencer. "Here, try these on."

Spencer gave her cousin a blank stare "Kyla, when you know that you can't wear something, you don't need to try it on."

"Oh, come on!Well, anyway the guys your dad picks can't be that bad."

"Well, I don't have any feeling towards them."

"Well.. You just want feeling, right? I'll find that for you tonight! Hey, have you ever tried speed dating?" She asked Spencer who had her eyes locked onto a pair of white leather boots. "No, I haven't tried it", Spencer replied, "Hey, I've never tried on boots before!"

"That's great then, since I'm going to give you a make over anyway," Turning to the employee, Kyla asked "Can I get a pair for her, please?"

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"Okay, we got one on!" Kyla said, out of breath. "Just... one... MORE!" Kyla finished practically being thrown to the ground by the force needed to put on a boot.

"Ahhh... Oh my god! My first time wearing boots! They look so good!" Spencer screamed in joy twirling around.

"See I told you they would fit! Even though they were a pain the ass to get on!"

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"Okay, I've already paid for the speed dating so-" Kyla stopped mid sentence. "Oh my god, now he is hot!" she said while taking off her shoes and running into the room.

Spencer looked up and saw a sign on the wall, "Please take off shoes before entering." she read, looking from the sign to her boots.

'Ok, half hour spent putting boots on. Hmm...' Peeking into the room, she came up with an idea. She got onto her knees, and slowly made her way into the room. Scuffling over to the table, she quickly sat down, looking at the guy in front of her.

"Hello, I'm Tiger."

"Hi, I'm Spencer. I hope you don't think I'm fat."

"No. You shouldn't think of yourself like that. It's not good for your self-confidence."

"Oh, well, I guess you're right." Spencer replied, lamely. An awkward silence ensued.

Tiger broke the silence with the oh-so-original inquiry of,"So... what do you like to do?"

"Umm... I really like going to the zoo. Last month I just went to the zoo in Washington. I saw some monkeys and pandas. Really cute! They looked kinda... like you too!

"Oh really?"

"I took some pictures, I'll show you."

"You like photography? How about art?"

"Umm...art. I should say I like it."

"Hey, is Tiger your real name?"

This was apparently a sore spot for Tiger. "Yes, yes it is my real name. Is there some sort of problem with what my parents decided to name me?"

Spencer got flustered. "Oh no, not at all. It's a... lovely name. It's very... original."

Yet another awkward silence followed. Blushing, Spencer noticed the foot prints that she had left when she came in. Looking around, she reached into her bag and tried to clean it off with a napkin.

Ding Ding!

"Times up. Ladies, please switch places."

Spencer looked over to the next person. "I wonder... will he be my soul mate?"

"Hey, we're switching now!" Kyla said trying to take her spot.

Not wanting to leave anymore foot prints. Spencer put her clipboard in her mouth and scooted her way to the next spot.

Setting the clipboard on the table she sits up. "Hi, I'm Spencer."

"I'm Jerry, call me Dr. Carson if you want."

"Doctor? Oh, In who field may, I ask?"

"I'm an orthopedist. Study of bones, If you didn't know. I hope you don't find my asking rude or anything, but do you have something wrong with you leg?"

A woman suddenly walked up. "Spencer, your not allowed to wear shoes in here! No wonder there's foot prints everywhere!"

Slightly embarrassed, Kyla started asking,"Why didn't you take off you shoes? Let me help you then!"

"No! Kyla don't!" Spencer exclaimed, pulling on her boot to keep Kyla from removing it.

"Take it off!" Kyla insisted, pulling the boot as hard as she could.

Spencer continued pulling on her boot to keep it on, but after a minute or two Kyla pulled it off, ripping Spencer's pantyhose with her leg still up in the air.

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"Here!" Kyla she said, putting a bag of frozen peas on Spencer's leg.

"Ow! You don't even have any ice?" Spencer sighed. Shaking her head, she said,"The boots are nice, but they hurt like hell!"

"Wearing high heels is just the same, but the point is wearing them! In this world there aren't any ugly women just lazy ones. Understand?"

"That was very embarrassing, though!"

"Things happen, but with me leading you. You could definitely find someone to bring home to your dad! To get a guy's attention, the most important thing is to be pretty. Come with me!"

Kyla walked to her room and opened the door. There were clothes everywhere, on her bed, on her desk, and a huge pile on the floor. Walking into the room, Spencer slipped on a folder and fell face first into a pile of clothes.

"Woah! Are you okay?" Kyla asked, oblivious of merely used to the extreme disarray of the room.

Pinking her head up, Spencer groaned,"Ahh... Your clothes stink, don't you wash them?"

"Get up first!"

"I really can't understand you."

"That's why I want to be married by 25; to find someone to take care of me!"

"Let me help you clean up."

"Hey! No, if you clean it up I won't be able to find anything! I told you women need to be pretty and dress nice, why would I waste my time cleaning? Oh this one looks great on you!"

"Is this a lingerie? I think I would need to sew two together for it to fit me!"

"Sexy is not you, high heels don't do it... Ugh. Everything guys like, you don't do. Fine then. Stop looking."

"At least wait until after the wedding to give up on me! I might find some body there."

"Whatever. All right, now, how long were you planning on staying here?"

"You want to kick me out?"

"NO, it's just I don't think the landlords going to let you. She's coming back in a couple of days! Oh yeah I don't think you gave me back the entry fee."

"Uugghh! Kyla! You know I gave all my credit cards back to my dad!" Kyla glared at Spencer and handed the phone to Spencer, who blanched.

"I'm not going to call him!"

"Come on, just a couple of thousand dollars would be great! Pay some rent? Come on!"

Spencer sighed. "Okay, fine."