“Holy shit,” David muttered.

A yellow Lamborghini parked next to Spencer’s car, effectively making it look like a hunk of scrap metal. Sure, it was a good school in the middle of a wealthier district, but not many students drive flashy cars to school. A Mercedes Benz or a BMW was normal, but not Italian sport cars. The whole school seemed to have paused in the middle of what they were doing to gawk.

The car’s engine was still rumbling loudly, and only when it cut off suddenly did the student body come back to life. The topics of their conversations, however, have now turned to speculating about the driver of the car.

Spencer, Sara and David were not any different. Sara was trying to remember ever seeing the car around town, but living in LA, cars like that were pretty common. David was, typical male, too busy staring at the sleek lines of the car to even listen to his girlfriend’s ramblings. Spencer was intrigued as well.

The mystery came to a sudden halt as one of the car’s butterfly doors arched up gracefully, and a dark haired girl stepped out, seemingly oblivious to the racket she had caused. Of course, now everyone was muttering about the girl while pretending not to stare. Spencer, however, stared openly at the girl.

It was Ashley. She had one hand clutching a phone to her ear while gesturing angrily with the other hand. The girl leaned her head against her car, and Spencer could even make out her banging her head lightly against it. She couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out from her lips.

“Who is she?” Sara breathed.

“I don’t know, I’ve never seen her around before,” Spencer lied. “I think she’s new here.”

David checked his watch and groaned. “Sorry ladies, but I have to go. I don’t even have my schedule yet! See you later, baby,” he leaned in to kiss Sara softly on the cheek, but Sara was too busy looking at the new girl to pay attention to him. She carelessly waved him away.

Spencer realized that Ashley had ended her conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line and was leaning into her car, grabbing her bags. Spencer can’t help but to check her out, smirking as her eyes moved over the new girl’s ass.