Spencer: “May I be excused?”
Arthur: “Go right ahead, sweetheart.”

I ran up to my room and called Ashley’s cell. Crap. I got her voicemail. I laid down on my bed and let out a long sigh. Ashley and I need to stop jumping to conclusions when we see each other with our siblings. Even if we didn’t know about the siblings before hand. I was anxious to talk to Ashley, but at the same time I was so relieved she wasn’t cheating on me.

Ashley’s pov

We went into the kitchen and picked out our choice of poison. I grabbed a bottle of vodka, my favorite and Kyla chose a bottle of spiced rum. We ended up in my room and decided to see who could out drink the other.

Ashley: “You are just as much a Davies as I am, so you should be able to hold your liquor.
Kyla: “Probably better than you can big sister.”
Ashley: “Oh, please. I bet you’ll pass out halfway through the bottle and I’LL have to finish it off after finishing my own.”
Kyla: “We’ll see how well you can hold up against me.”
Ashley: “But we have all night to ourselves so no need to rush the drinking. I don’t wanna end up taking care of a puking Kyla tonight.”
Kyla: “Oh, please. If anything I’ll be the one dragging you to the bathroom and holding back your hair.”
Ashley: “Ok, ok. Enough trash talk. Lets get to drinking.”

I poured us both a shot and we tapped them together.

Ashley & Kyla: “Cheers!”

Kyla’s pov

We were both halfway through with our bottles and we were pretty drunk. We played just about every drinking game we could think of. It was a fun night I must say. We both seemed to be holding up pretty well. The night will probably result in a tie.
We finally sat on Ashley’s couch and started talking. I looked down in the floor and I saw her purse. It was open and on the inside I saw her phone.

Kyla: “Hey, do you mind if I look through your pictures? I mean, unless you have dirty ones you want to hide.”
Ashley: “Oh no, go ahead. I don’t keep THOSE kind of pictures on my phone. If I ever lost the phone those pics would be in the wrong hands for sure.”
Kyle: “I know. Wouldn’t that be awful?”