My First and Only Love

Chapter Eight

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Spencer:
As I walked back to school, I realized what an amazing day I had with Cassandra. Her home kinda felt like my home too. Maybe if we got married it would be like that. I smiled at the thought.
When I reached my car I saw a familiar person there. It was Jimena, Cassandra's neighbor and ex best friend. Even though she was leaning against the trunk of my car, I walked past her and got into my car. She got into the passenger seat. "Hey there." "What are you doing in my car? Please get out." "Well, I would like to know why Cassandra likes you. Are you so good in bed that she keeps you around?" I glared at her," She's still virgen." "And are you?" "Yea, I am." "Hm I see. Well I'm not. I could show you a few tricks," she said winking at me. "Get out of my car," I snarled. "Not a chance." "Oh come on. Don't be such a buzzkill like Cassandra." "Look Jimena, I don't want to be rude but please leave." "Well then if you don't want to be rude, drive me home. You are going there anyways. Aren't you?" "No I'm not going there. I'm going home." "Oh really? So you aren't doing that film project with Cassandra?"
I stayed quiet. "Yea I thought so. Let's go." "Fine." During the drive to her and Cassandra's apartment building, Jimena didn't move her hand from my thigh.

Cassandra:
I tossed and turned, tossed and turned. I looked at the time, it was 1:30 A.M. already. So, I did what I always do when I can't sleep.
I went to the kitchen and drank some warm milk, did a little bit of meditation, and went out to the balcony to look at the stars. I smiled; the stars were brighter than ever. At that moment, I saw Spencer's car pulling in. 'Well he's finally here.' I gasped when I saw him carrying Jimena out of his car. I hid behind a post and waited for them to come and see what they did. Spencer had keys in his hands, but I knew those weren't his. They were Jimena's.
He unlocked her apartment and walked in. The last thing I saw of them was Jimena smiling her wicked smile at me.
I ran into my house and counted how long he took to come back here.
After 30 minutes, he walked into my room. "Hey, you're still awake," he said normally. "Yea, yea I am."