Dear Ashley, I love you. Break up with your boyfriend and be with me? Sincerely, Spencer.
Chapter one: The new girl and her duchebag.
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Love.
What is love? It's the one question everyone is asking, and no one can really give you an exact answer. Yeah, sure we all can tell someone else how feel's to be in love with someone, but never what love is. When you're in love, you can't remember what you were about to say when you're around that one person. Nothing else matters in the world, just you and that other person. You can love tons of people and not actually be in love with any of them.
Love is like a weapon. You can build someone up with it, or rip them to shreds. You can practically destroy someone's life by breaking their heart and sometimes, you can't help falling in love, or falling out of it. Sometimes, you fall in love with someone who is seeing someone else, or someone else falls in love with you and the feeling is mutual, or sometimes, you're dating someone and suddenly they develop feelings for another person and decide that they don't want to date you anymore. That's the hard truth, and it sucks, but it's the way it is, and there is nothing you can do to change that part of life.
"Hey, you remember-" I stop in mid sentence, while talking to my best friend Kyla. I am amazed at how pretty the girl is who just walked into the room. Sure, I notice that some guy is standing behind her, probably her boyfriend. She has auburn hair, to her shoulders. She is wearing skinny jeans and a shirt that really shows off her cleavage. She turns and smiles and my friend Moriah, they share a short embrace and then she continues talking to other people.
"Remember what?" Kyla punches me in the arm, taking me out of my daze.
"Oh, um, what were we talking about?" I smile apologetically at her, and glance back over to the anonymous girl.
This girls smile is beautiful and I start to wonder who she is. I've never seen her before. But chances are she's not a lesbian. No one in this small town is, it's just me. Around campus I'm known as 'the lesbian' when differentiating me from other Spencer's. I'm not really sure how many other Spencer's there are in this town, but apparently there are quite a few, I've only met one other, who's a dude.
I turn back around to Kyla, and she is in some deep conversation with a guy I don't know, complete with crazy hand gestures and bouncing on the seat. I sigh and take another drink of the sprite and cherry vodka we made. I watch the new girl sit on the one other couch in the room. Her boyfriend, or whoever he is, begins playing beer pong. She looks bored, a look covers her face that says she didn't really want to come but her boyfriend needed a designated driver, so she had to come.
I stand up and walk into the bathroom. I fix my hair and stare at the door, gathering my confidence to go and talk to the new girl. I've never been much of a go-getter but, I figure since I'm in college now, I should start getting the hang of hitting on girls, and making sure they know I'm hitting on them. And even if they don't so what, hitting on straight girls is such good practice for the real deal. And so what if I kind of have a girl back home, she's off making out with everyone in her school, so why can't I? I make sure one last time that my hair looks okay and then I head back to the party. I see that the new girl is still sitting by herself and take a seat next to her. "Bored?" I ask, flashing her a smile.
"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess" She says, but doesn't really look at me.
"I'm Spencer" I hold out my hand.
"I'm Ashley" She replies, giving me a smile.
"So you know Moriah?" I ask, trying to create some kind of conversation with this girl, so I don't look like a complete idiot.
"Yeah, our boyfriends are friends." She points to the brown haired boy she walked in with.
He looks like a duchebag with his skinny jeans, up-turned bill on his skate hat and flannel shirt.
"Oh nice" I say awkwardly. I was really hoping she was a lesbian and that dude wasn't someone she was dating.
But of course, no such luck. The only lesbian action I've seen since I've been here was in the back of my friend's sister's minivan with some girl who was convinced by guy to kiss me. And who was I to say no? I mean, making out with people is a blast, especially straight girls. They like to really get into because they've never done it before, or that's what they always say.
"Yeah. How do you know her?" She asks.
"Oh, uh, we live in the dorms together and she befriended me the first day of school, and we hit it off right then." I respond with a smile.
"Cool" She says back, and checks her cell phone.
"Yep" I look around and wave Kyla over to us.
"Kyla, this is Ashley, we are befriending her so that she won't look so bored at another party" I say playfully and pull out my phone. "So, you live around here?"
"Yeah, I live with my boyfriend Aiden"
"Oh cool" There is an awkward silence. "I don't mean to sound weird or anything, especially since we just met, but can I get your number?" I stammer over my words.
She stares at me for about two seconds.
"You know, if you ever want to go to a party and want someone to hang out with while your boyfriend is drinking" I say nervously.
"Oh yeah, totally!" She Smiles at me, sensing that I am nervous.
"Sweet" I get her number and then abruptly Kyla wants to leave so I go with her, to take care of her drunken ass.
When I get back to my dorm, all I can think about is the gorgeous girl I just met and I dream about her that night.
Maybe in this stupid town, I will find someone. Just maybe.
