A/N Hello everyone! This is my first story that i'm posting on here. This isn't my first fanfiction though. I've posted a couple back on the spashley website a long time ago. Well it's cold once again and usually the cold is my inspiration to write. I have an idea on where this story will go but it really depends on the demand of this story. Well Hope you guys enjoy! =] Please please! read and review. I love constructive criticism. I wanna know what my readers think.

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Love was always something I longed for. I had a kiss of it when I first started college. I worked so hard to keep that love, but in the end I ended up burned out and hurting. I was young and naïve and she was my first love. I thought that love would last forever. But just like anything sweet and budding, like a rose, it died. As I got a little older I knew my first love wasn't meant to be my last. I knew she wasn't the one. I just wish I could fast forward in time so I'd know exactly when and where I'd find the love of my life. Let's face it; she's out there waiting for me as I am for her.

Cold air kissed my cheeks as I sat outside a hole in the wall coffee shop. As I intake the cool smoke in my lungs my craving for nicotine satisfied. I stare off into the street while I watched people walk by without a care in the world. Mostly it's the couples I see. Feeling a pinch in my chest I close my eyes hoping that this loneliness that's starting at the pit of my stomach would dissipate.

I checked my phone and saw that it was almost time to go to school. I put out my cigarette; grab my coffee and head towards my car. Another week of school that I have to get through, and already I'm feeling as if I want to just crawl into my bed and lay there for hours on end.

"Ash! Wait up!" A tall dark haired guy yelled as he rode his skateboard towards me.

I stop at the parking lot and send him a smile. Adjusting my backpack from my shoulder I wait until he catches up to me.

Stopping right next to me, he wraps me in his arms and gives me a light squeeze. "You heading to class?" he asks as he leaves his arm around my shoulder.

"Unfortunately. Ugh I can't stand this class. I'm over it. Since I missed so much in my music class I had to drop. The teacher bases our class grade on our attendance." I sighed as I ran a hand through my unruly curls.

"Aww Ash that sucks. Well think about it, you're halfway through the semester." He gives me this goofy grin with a thumbs up.

I lightly smack him in the stomach and chuckle for a bit. "I know but now I have to petition for a late starting class so I can still be a full time student."

"Well I have a speech class at 6 o'clock at night if you want to try to get in."

"You think I can?" I respond with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah, why not? It's from 6-9 and a late starting class. I'm sure a lot of students won't show up and you'd probably get in." Grinning and opening the trunk to my car so he can put his skateboard in.

I start my car and soon we get into this comfortable silence. The radio is lightly playing, and the cold wind from the window rushing through our hair. Aiden was one of my closest friends. I always treated him like a younger brother. I remember when he was that annoying little kid from middle school. All I wanted to do was put a sock into his mouth so he could just shut up. But now he's grown into a great caring man that I've grown to love.

"Now remember class you have exam number one next class along with a skills test so be prepared." My teacher yells as students get up off their seats gathering their things.

I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn around to see a girl that's a head taller than me in an open flannel with a wife beater on and grey skinny jeans with black and white chucks. I shoot her a questioning smile and she says, " Are you ready for an exam next Wednesday?"

I shake my head and chuckle, "no I actually am not. I'm not really into this class I just want to finish this class without failure."

Her left hand is in her pocket and she extends her right hand "My name is Frannie, maybe we could exchange numbers and help each other out?"

Grabbing her hand, I pull out my cellphone and open up my contacts. "Sure, I'm Ashley by the way."

We exchange numbers and say our goodbyes.

'Hey, you at the cafeteria?' I text Aiden as I walk down the stairs.

'Yeah, come meet me! I'm with Kyla, Spencer, and Glen'

'For sure. Be there in a bit. I'm gonna smoke real quick.'

Exhaling, I release the smoke out of my lungs and relax a bit. I feel so high strung these past couple days. Mother nature is mocking me by matching my mood, gloomy and cold. If I get into the speech class Aiden is telling me about, I'll have a six hour gap in between classes. I can hang out with Aiden and my sister with their little friends or I could be stuck in LA traffic and go home only to stay for a an hour before I have to head back to school to tackle traffic and find a parking spot.

Making my decision, I throw my cigarette but into the ashtray provided and head to the cafeteria. As I enter, the smell of intoxicating food fill my nostrils and I'm greeted by the buzz of different student's conversations. I look around to spot my sister Kyla, and Aiden sitting next to each other being lovey dovey. I roll my eyes and shake my head. I'm happy for them but again, that pinching in my chest is present. I bury my loneliness deep down to the pit of my stomach and start walking towards them.

"Hey guys!" I say waving at them. Grabbing a seat next to pasty blonde guy giving him a one armed hug.

"Ash! Nice to see you, it's been a while." Glen says as he hugs me back.

"I know. I've been busy with all my classes and all."

Aiden gives me a hand shake and we bump knuckles as he nods at me. I nod at Kyla but she's so engulfed in her homework that she just gives me a quick smile. Turning to my right, I look at this blonde haired girl. She's wearing black framed glasses, her hair is in a messy bun. An oversized sweatshirt is hanging off her body and she's looking at my sister talking about chemistry.

"Kyla, if this were to happen then you'd need to divide this equation with this equation so you can exchange this for Oxygen."

I stare crazily at this blonde girl next to me. Her name is Spencer Carlin. She's a couple of years younger than me. I've known her since we were in high school. I actually had a little crush on her before but she always turned me down because she said she was straight. Never stopped me from dropping cute lines on her though.

"Hey I'm sorry to interrupt you two but I just can't help but over hearing your conversation about chemistry. I was just staring at Spence over here and I could not keep my eyes off her because she is a living breathing turn on of mine. She's wearing an oversized sweatshirt. HOT. Messy bun, and glasses. SUPER HOT, and a bonus is the fact that she's having an intelligent conversation and that is what's bringing me over the edge."

I put my arm around Spencer and bring my face closer to hers and say smirking, "What do you say we exchange oxygen somewhere?"

She looks me in the eye and there's a glint of mischief; she throws her head back and laughs as she pushes me away "Ashley you are so dumb! I thought you were gonna say something serious."

"Hey! Ash can actually spit game on a girl!" Says Aiden wrapping his arm around Kyla.

"Shut up Aid, I'm pretty good at spitting game. Unfortunately it's with straight girls that know I'm messing around with them right babe?" I grab Spencer again giving her a smirk.

"Yeah yeah it's fine. I'm so immune to people hitting on me. Plus you know I'm straight so you can spit all the game you'd like on me." She says as she puts her head on my shoulder.

And just like that my heart feels like it's walking on cloud 9. The loneliness is no longer at the pit of my stomach and I'm smiling like an idiot.

A/N: Hope you guys liked it! Thanks for reading! I'll TRY to update at least once a week or every other week. Thanks again!