“Kyla, stop, this is not the time…”

“Fine, I’ll wait for you in the car”

“You do that” Ashley said seriously annoyed.

Kyla left with a huff, leaving Ashley alone with a still very much passed out Spencer. Ashley snapped a picture of Spencer’s face, and folded the drawing, in her pocket.

Finally she slowly bent and laid a kiss on her cheek.

“I hope you have a nice life, Ms. Wonderland”

Ashley opened the door to the van, and hurriedly threw her bag to the back.

“Took you long enough Ash; Look the sun is coming already coming out, we never leave this late…someone could see us…”

“Kyla, Relax, we’re leaving…”

“If it wasn’t for your stupid infatuation with blonde-engaged-STRAIGHT girl…”

“Go to sleep Kyla, I’ll wake you when I’m too tired to drive…”

“Fine Ash, but we ARE having this conversation later…”

“Yeah, yeah sweet dreams kid…”

“Put your music on so you won’t fall asleep”

After Kyla went to the back of the van, a song began through Ashley’s iPod, a song that brought her mind to the probably still sleeping blonde that she left moments ago, the blonde she couldn’t help staring at, Ms. Wonderland as she called her, the one who now had handcuffs over Ashley’s ‘a stripper’ heart.

‘FCK’

Sweetness, sweetness never suits me, when I get up to take you home
Maybe it’s love, love at first slightly drunk
Now I’m walking with the sun in my mouth

Worry, worry is a well, going to let it fall tonight, from where we stand

What can’t be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can see what’s coming, but I’m not saying it

Sickness, weakness at the thought, of how you’re going to play
How long should I stay?
Promises, promises never cease to assist it, now I’m back on my back
Please bite your words
Hurry, hurry to believe, I can always trust, as much as you deceive

Ashley heard the song, as she kept driving, her thoughts intently on a blonde she’d probably never see again.

What’s your middle name? How do you play the game?
I’ll be the first to leave

THE NEXT MORNING…AROUND NOON

Spencer slowly scrunched her eyes, as she felt the sun hit her square in the face. She opened them slowly, and stared at the ceiling, she smacked her dry lips and raise to sit on her bed.