I flung open the door to hear the last few words of his speech.  “And if you don’t start listening in class I will have to sign you up from summer school Ms. Carlin.”

“She won’t be here for the summer.”  Everybody’s eyes turned to the unknown brunette at the door.

“Who are you?”  The apparently very rude teacher demanded from her.

Ashley looked to Spencer, in a way to check for permission.  Spencer nodded, weeks spent apart they still understood each other with no words.

Ashley took a deep breath, and she could see Spencer tensing up and preparing herself.

“I’m her girlfriend, and I’m taking her home.”

It was dead silent in the classroom.  Everyone looked at Spencer expectantly as if she were supposed to have something to say about it.  Deny it maybe.  Spencer simply picked up her bag.  Walked through the mazes of desks and straight to the brunette.  She laid a kiss on Ashley’s lips.

“Let’s go home babe.”

Spencer didn’t care anymore.  Debbie and her “friends” whispered about her being a “dyke.”  She heard Pete, “whoa you passed me up for a girl?” she heard more immature boys wolf-whistling.  She didn’t care anymore.  Spencer smile only grew when she watched two tickets from Ohio back to Los Angeles appear in Ashley’s hands.  OH MY GOD.  FIRST CLASS!!!!  Debbie was still going on and on.  My god she reminds me so much of Madison… I think I actually miss Madison…

Spencer turned to her class, “I’m off to take a first class flight with my rich hot girlfriend out of this hellhole!  Oh and Mr. Murphey, its Ms. Carlin Davies, read the notebook.”  She gestured at her desk.  With that the blonde was gone.  All that was left of her mark in Ohio was a small notebook filled with doodles and sketches of the brunette that only seconds ago was standing at the door.  Spencer sprinted down the hallways with her girlfriend.  She had come for her.  She came to get her.  She was like the prince that saved the princess from the tower.  She was her friggin knight in freakishly shiny armor.  Spencer slowed down and dragged Ashley to a stop.  The brunette looked at the blonde questioningly.  Fear in her eyes as if she was afraid Spencer didn’t want to leave.  Taking advantage of the brunette momentary lapse Spencer crashed her lips into Ashley’s.  The two girls moaned into the kiss they had dreamt about for weeks.  Ashley’s hands tangled in Spencer’s hair, pulling the blonde’s face impossible close to her. The brunette’s hands slid down the blonde’s body slowly.  Resting at the blonde’s hip bone.  They two finally broke apart from the lack of oxygen.  They rested their foreheads against each others smiling widely at each other.  Spencer could feel the tears of joy coming up.