Chap 1

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"Amy, can you please go buy some groceries for us?" Yelled my mother while cleaning the living room
"Sure, want do I get" I replied forgetting that I hate walking "there is a list on the fridge, be safe ok Amy" she said sternly i just nodded grabbed the list and headed outside.
I curiously looked at the list, after all, im buying the stuff
Bread
Milk
Coke
Tampons
Toilet paper
Oh this will be fun
I gathered all my stuff and headed towards the cash register when i felt a sudden craving for Vegemite? I don't know why vegemite but this is my story so don't judge
I went to the spreads aisle and to my surprise there was only one container of it. Good. I went to grab it blindlessly but I touched a hand, not a container. I instantly looked up met a pair of brown eyes. "This is mine, ma'am" He said. Australian. "Um no Its mine, shoo" I replied quickly. "My hand was here first, hence your hand on my mine" he stated "oh um s-sorry" i giggled and pulled my hand away, he chuckled "why dont you" and then he pulled the container away "cone to mine and we can share the beautiful taste of Vegemite?" "I dont even know you, you could be a pyhco rapist that will kill me " i said seriously he just laughed at that "i assure you-" he said but started again "i am 99.9% i wont do that to you, nit many pretty girls around anymore so i uh dont wanna kill, or traumatise the ones that are left" he said and winked gracefully, OMG hes so cuute-
wait, i just met him, no Amy no
"Well, im Ashton" Ashton, cite name for a cute guy No Amy
"Uh uh im A-Amy" I stuttered slowly "heres my number, call me when you want to eat some vegemite with me" he them came up close, slipped something into my pocket probably his number and whispered in my ear which made me shiver "I won't eat it all" he then waved and left whilst i jut stood there like a fool.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 09, 2015 ⏰

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