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My first Fic so be nice :)
The Lodger
"I'm going to be in so much shit once I get home." Spencer mumbled in the taxi on her way home. She was meant to be at camp for another week, but she decided to come back home earlier, well not so much as decided as she was kicked out of the place. If you had asked her at the time she would have said it was worth it. but as she approached her home, the home in which her parents would definitely be in and said parents, who will definitely be there, are sure to have received a certain phone call from a certain uptight bitch that runs a certain camp.
She could see it know, opening the door she would walk into the lounge, her mother, Paula Carlin, would be pacing with a hard expression of hidden disgust and disappointment. Her father, Arthur, being the more worrying type would be sitting on the couch fingers interlaced, wondering why this situation is occurring. Was it his fault? Should she be punished? Should we just laugh it off?
She played through the scenario and what she was going to say to defend herself as they were getting closer and closer, passing house by house, but getting no nearer to a plausible explanation for her actions other than the truth. Well she knew why she had done it but she didn't exactly plan on telling her parents that. By the time the car had pulled into the driveway the best game plan she's got is to play innocent and just blame something typically adolescent like peer pressure or crazy hormones, but even she is not naïve enough to believe they would fall for something that simple, twice…
She paid the driver, nearing the door she began to rummage through her bags looking for her house keys. Yeah! It all sounds like a good idea at the time! What's the worst that could happen? I get sent home? Damn. I'm so screwed. Leaving before they could call my parents probably hasn't helped much with the whole anger and punishment thing that is about to go on… I just didn't want them to pick me up… where the hell are my keys. Fuck I hope I don't have to knock… I was still kinda hoping for the avoidance tactic. This isn't even really my fault, I don't see why I got in trouble!
Spencer took a deep breath as she slid the key into the lock. Trying to calm her thoughts and think of an exuse.
She walked into her house, deciding that it would be best to confront her parents as soon as possible she made her way to the lounge. She burst open the door "She made me do it and I had cramps and there is no way it was my fault I had no clue what I was doing, well maybe some of it, but that lady was so mean, and I just wanted to be like…" Spencer trailed off. "There's no one here" she mumbled.
"HELLO?!" Spencer yelled through the house with no reply.
Oh this is great. I never thought about that they must be at work! Oh my luck they probably never got the call. I can just make up some lame excuse why I'm back and they will never have to know!
Spencer climbed the stairs with her luggage up to her room. She flopped down on her bed heavily with a sigh; she had missed her bed when she was at camp. You never seem to be able to get the same kind of sleep as what you do when you're in your own bed, with your own pillow, and sheets. She rolled of the bed and made her way to the door thinking she should probably have a shower before what was going to be the most amazing nap ever. She stripped down into her underwear and walked across the hallway to the bathroom.
She opened the door and took a step in, looked up, to be greeted with a completely naked 20 year old or so woman she had never seen before. Naturally the screaming began.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE….NAKED???"
"umm- I – who-wha" the woman still shocked was at a loss for words and still completely naked
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE IM CALLING THE POLICE!" Spencer was running back into her room to get her phone and some kind of defensive weapon. Although she probably didn't need a weapon as the woman was naked… and hadn't moved from her spot in the bathroom. Pretty much ruling out any possibility that she was there to do any intended harm. But Spencer wasn't exactly in the right frame of mind she was shocked, a little scared, very tired and still anxious about the whole "getting kicked out of camp thing".
She was running back out of her room basketball pump in one hand while trying to dial emergency with the other when she heard;
"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO…."
A still half naked running Spencer looked up and smacked straight into an also running. Naked. Stranger. In her house. Grasping her basketball pump she points it the woman;
"I'll use it you know, I can fuck you up, take what ever you want, just leave me alone, get out of my house!"Spencer was yelling she was working her self up into a state of hyperventilation. Seeing this as a moment of weakness in the girl the woman grabs Spencer's phone. At this exact moment they here the front door open and voices talking, the woman runs down the stairs phone in hand. Spencer was quick to follow still grasping her basketball pump and very ready to use it, she came to a screeching Holt at the bottom of the stairs to be greeted by her mother and father looking at her confusedly, her older brother glen slightly smirking at her and the naked woman now wrapped in her fathers coat staring at her a little apprehensively.
"Oh so Spencer I see you have met Ashley, she is renting out the guest room for a while." Arthur said cracking up with laughter along with Glen.
Spencer felt herself start to blush as she realisation of the situation began to set in. She had just chased her naked new housemate around the house wearing only black lacy underwear while trying to attack her with a basketball pump. Things are going well so far this week.
The laughter was interrupted once Paula spoke up;
"Spencer why aren't you at camp?"
Shit shit shit, mcfuckity shit fuck.. I totally forgot to think up an excuse why I'm home
"ohh yeah didn't they call you? They had to close down a week early 'cause all these kids got sick from the some crazy food there and had to go home, so they figured there was no point just running the camp for like the ten kids who didnt eat it…"
Yeah that worked.
"Ohhh your in trouble now Spence, this is going to be good." Glen said taking a seat
Wait what… ohh that better have not been a trick
"So it had nothing to do with the fact you got caught having sex with the ministers daughter in the chapel ?"
Hmmm yup shame we got caught too.
"Um well I'm not exactly sure it may have been a contributing factor…"
Spencer looked over to a now smirking Ashley and glared at her. She didn't know why but she had just pissed her off and now wasn't a time to be smirking.
"Would another contributing factor be that you told the minister go fuck him self when he asked you to leave?"
Actually I told him to do a lot more than go fuck himself…
"I'm not too sure my memory isn't as good as it used to be… but it sure does sound like something I would do."
"You are grounded for a month. Go to your room and put some clothes on… you should as well Ashley. Dinner will be ready in an hour. "
Fuck! A month… really? i thought it was gonna be alot worse than that! and i was worrying. pfft
"Mum! This is insane we can't just have this random person staying with us. She could be a heroine junkie. Or an axe murderer. Like seriously how much do you actually know about this girl?"
"I'm not a a heroine axe murderer junkie…" Ashley responses jokingly from the doorway leading to the kitchen where Paula and Spencer were having their conversation
"I didn't say heroine axe murderer junkie… I said heroine junkie or axe murderer…" Spencer mumbled under her breath while turning around giving a half glare to Ashley
"Oh sorry I didn't catch that, pardon?"
"Oh I said it's nice to see you in clothes" replied a smirking Spencer
No I lie it was better seeing you without them… arr no i'm meant to be in mean Spencer mode not sexy time Spencer mode!
Spencer began to walk towards the door where Ashley emerged from as Ashley made her way further into the room to help Paula with dinner. As they passed Ashley whispered in Spencer's ear "I wish I could say the same but I prefer you without the clothes." And with a wink Ashley left a stunned Spencer to set the table.
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