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    Chances – (Chapter: Keep Moving)

    The weekend is over and I only saw my mom once. I hope she’s home today so I can tell her my ne found information. I pull into the school and sit on a table in the courtyard.

    "Skyler please?" I look up and see Spencer pulling on Skylers arm. He brushes her off and walks up to me.

    "Davies I don’t know what your problem is but don’t drag Spencer into it." What do you think I’m doing. Pushing her away to get involved with me? "Did you hear me?" Who ever said this gay boy is intimidating is completely wrong. He’s standing with one hand on his hip while the other is waving his finger at me.

    "Yes I heard you." I hopped off the table and to my first period which also happens to be Skylers too. Great.

    First and second period went farely quickly. they consisted of Skyler ignoring and glaring at me. Now I have PE with Spencer. I approached my locker to see Spencer bent over retrieving something with only her bra and panties on. I racked my eyes up her tan musculer legs, to her perfect ass, and over her toned back. Oh god. I quickly turn to my locker as she stands back up. I chance a glance as I lift my shirt over my head. She scans my body then quickly changes and leaves the room. What the hell am I doing? This isn’t part of the keep distance plan. I slam my locker and walk out to the gym.

    "All right, today we are going to pair off into teams of two! We are going to be playing racketball!" I hear a few groans and some cheers. "I will be asigning teams by last name! Andrews and Azeal! Baker and Barentos! Brendon and Bremer! Carlin and Davies!" I zoned out after my name was called. Now I can’t avoid her. I look over to Spencer and see she’s looking down scuffing her show on the floor. I walk over.

    "So I guess we’re on a team." I say lightly.

    "Don’t worry I wont get in your way or try to get to know you at all." She ansers coldly.

    "Spencer."

    "Don’t." She walks to grabs two rackets and a ball.

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