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"Dink weed" I called Ashlie, as she finished her stupid title. "It's a work in progress," She replied surely. "Progress that will never be finished."
"For all eternity." I assured.
"What were we talking about?"
"Something about Nick...and battling...and us.."
"Ahh! Yes!" Ashlie says as she jolts up her head in remembrance. "We were about to fight for Nick's affection, right?"
"You're going down green team," I told Ashlie. "Bury you right in the ground, you worm."
"Vright, vright." Ashlie replied in doubt.
But the fact that you can't fight girls changes this, right dink weed?  That hit me hard. We had to find another to fight. I love Nick and all, but I don't wanna go to jail for him.
My boots will get messed up.
"Tom, are you okay? Tom?" Ashlie questioned my thinking process.
"Yep. Just thinking about boots." I lied, well kinda.
"You and your boots, man." Ashlie lead me in Nick's direction.
"Where are we going?" I asked, I wasn't ready to go first.
"Since you're such a 'lover boy', you go first, Kay?" She replied, making up an excuse not to go first.
"O-okay. I guess." Why me?

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