“Good,” Ashley said with a smirk, “glad you think so.”

“But not too many people are going to believe you’re a badass when I tell them you got beat up by a kitten.” Spencer teased. “Oh, right, sorry, it started it.” She mocked further.

The brunette pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes at Spencer. “Oh, shut up and eat your muffin.” she mumbled as she threw an empty cream cheese packet at the blonde.

“Hey, watch it!” Spencer warned.

“Whoops, it slipped.” Ashley said, putting her hands together and shrugging her shoulders, feigning innocence.

“Jerk,” Spencer shot back with a chuckle.

“Aww, look, the dykes out on an early morning date.” chirped a voice, causing both Ashley and Spencer to whip their heads to the side, looking upon their intruder. “So glad, we caught it, eh Sherry?” Much to their dismay, Madison and her lapdog, Sherry, were there to destroy a perfectly good morning. Ashley quickly went into ass-kicking mode, while Spencer hung her head trying not to show that she was slightly hurt by the insult.

“Why up so early, Madison?” Ashley shot back, scowling. “Some guy get sick of you and actually throw you out, for a change?” she sneered.

Madison chuckled, menacingly. “Funny, I was about to ask you the same question, but I see your fuck-buddy is right here with you. Aren’t you polite? I would never bother to take them out to breakfast.”

The brunette shot up from her chair and got into the cheerleader’s personal space. “Don’t talk about her that way,” she warned through gritted teeth.

“Or what?” Madison stood her ground, even though the fire in Ashley’s eyes was warning her not to try her patience.

“Look, Madison, I’m not I the mood to kick your ass, right now.”

“Oh, like you could.” The cheerleader seemed amused by Ashley’s threats. She noticed the band-aid under the brunette’s eye, and thought she’d use it as another way to get inside her head. “Oh, what’s this?” she asked pointing to the bandage, getting her hand slapped away, by a very not pleased Ashley. Madison crossed her arms over her chest. “It get a little too rough in the bedroom?” she asked pointing with her eyes towards Spencer, who was still sitting, staring in astonishment.