“Ashley, hey!” Spencer ran up to me in her cute blue baby doll tee and nice fitting jeans. Her hair was up in a messing bun with curls falling loosely around her face. She looked gorgeous and it made what I had to do even harder. She stopped in front of me and bit her lip shyly. “Hey…” Spencer said a little quieter. Her beautiful eyes glanced from my hand to hers, like she was wondering if it was ok to hold mine. Those blue eyes kept glancing at me uncertainly. They’re not even blue. They’re like ocean blue. Not from like, I don’t know, California’s water, from the Caribbean. Changing from deeps and darks to bright blinding shades of blue, she’s so beautiful… damn. Suddenly, Spencer surprised me and decided. She took me hand and grinned at me.

”We need to talk.” Immediately, she dropped my hand. “Spence,”

“What now Ashley? I thought…”

“What? That we’re together?”

“… Yeah.” Her face changed from sadness to anger. “What the hell is your problem?!” People began to look over at us.

“Can we, like, talk not here?”

“No. Tell me what’s wrong?” I began to pull her down an empty hallway anyways. “We get a step farther, then you back up two and I have to try and catch up.” I looked away ashamed.

“I’m sorry.” Spencer snorts.

“Yeah, you seem to really mean it. Stay away from me.” I looked at her in shock. “I’ll do the project, put both our names on it and then we won’t need to talk. I’m tired of this. You treat me like a child, then you kiss me, and now you’re… I don’t even now… being a bitch. Yeah, that’s it. You’re a bitch.” I stood motionless watching her walk away when all I really wanted to do was hold her.

“Go to hell, Spencer! Go to hell!” I yelled then left. Fuck school. Fuck community service. Fuck her!

“Ashley, where are you going? I need to borrow your car after school.” I stormed past Kyla, opening the driver’s door violently. Pulling out of the parking space I started to move past her.

“Walk.” I mumbled angrily.

Spencer’s Pov

I didn’t understand this or her! I laid on my bed trying to comprehend what had happened. It was a good talk. We had fun. And that kiss… it was amazing. I thought, I don’t know, maybe we’d start dating… I’d finally come out, if I were really gay… Maybe it’s just with Ashley. Oh gosh. What if I was actually gay?! My mom would flip. Uhg, I thought Ashley would be here for me. I just wanted to get to know her… She never did tell me why she’d called. Ashley sounded so upset… the look on her face, that’s how she looked when I called her a… bitch… Why the heck did I say that? I should apologize… Maybe we can talk. We’ve both cooled down, hopefully, and then we can talk. I just want to understand her.