“It was my pleasure,” Ashley replied brushing a few strands of hair behind the blonde’s ear. “Ugh, I so don’t want to go to classes today…”

“And why not ‘miss queen bee’?  Everyone here loves you, it’s like they think you’re a goddess or something.” Spencer responded using ‘spirit fingers’ to accentuate her point.

“Who’s to say I’m not, huh?” The brunette questioned jumping on Spencer who squealed when Ashley started to tickle her. “Say it! Say ‘Ashley is a Goddess!’ and I’ll let you go!”

Right as Spencer was about to respond, both girls jumped hearing the slamming pf their door.  “What the hell Spencer!” Ashley, still straddling the blonde, grimaced seeing Lucy come closer to the bed.  “Excuse me? Do you mind getting off my girlfriend?”

“Oh, my bad,” Ashley replied sarcastically as she stretched her body to the full length of Spencer’s before crawling off ever so slowly.  “You actually walked in before I could get her off.” She murmured so that the other two couldn’t hear.

“Need to say something?” Lucy asked puffing out her chest and putting her hands on her hips.

“Ma’am no Ma’am,” Ashley mocked, saluting the dark haired girl before heading out of the room. “See you later Spence.”

Closing the door behind her Ashley could still hear Lucy’s heavy breathing, which made her laugh, then feeling some one’s hand grasp her arm her mouth instantly closed. “Miss Davies, where are you headed?” Miss Crawl asked.

“Uhh, showers? I wanted to get the day started fresh and clean.”  The curly haired girl replied with a plastered smile.

“I’m sure, well; I’ll be roaming the halls on this floor, keeping an eye out for anything, funny.  When it’s time to go to classes I will escort you and Miss Carlin, so I’ll see you then.”  The nun explained before taking off down the hall, causing a loud clacking noise from her shoes hitting the recently polished wood floor.

Classes went by, boring and uneventful.  Nothing could be more interesting to Ashley than the way Spencer would subtlety nod her head when noting something she thought important, or how she furrowed her brow and closed her eyes when learning the details of the Holocaust; she couldn’t help but adore the way Spencer answered every question with a verbal essay instead of one word, even if that was all that was needed.   Ashley waited at the usual booth for Spencer during lunchtime; she just couldn’t wait to talk to the blonde.  Soon she was joined by Sherri and her crew yet still no Spencer.  By half-lunch Ashley was still looking for her friend, having not eaten in the process, she just felt something was wrong. 

“Ashley? Helloo? Anyone home?” Sherri had to snap in the brunette’s ear before she got any attention.  “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, have you seen Spence?” Ashley questioned hoping the other had indeed seen the blonde, only to be answered by a no. *Where the hell is she?* Ashley knew that Spencer should’ve been there by now, they weren’t supposed to be anywhere else.

Spencer never showed up to lunch, and after looking around Ashley noticed that Lucy didn’t make it either. *How fucking convenient* the brunette felt ditched *I shouldn’t, it’s not like we had plans or anything* she just wanted to see the blue eyed blonde *getting a little obsessive are we? It was just lunch! You’ll see her later!* she wondered if Spencer was okay *she’s fine, she has her ‘girlfriend to take care of her* the thought of her with Lucy made her seethe *I don’t like that girl, I don’t like how she talks to Spencer*.  In the middle of Ashley’s self-argument she hadn’t realized her roommate slide in the booth with her. 

“Why are you making such a fugly face for?” Spencer questioned nudging the brunette with her shoulder snapping her from her daze.

The relief the swept through Ashley when she saw those blue eyes was so immense she couldn’t help but release the breath she didn’t know she was holding.  “oh, hey, where were you?”