ASHLEY'S POV:

I close my eyes and

Dream about you, dream about you

Sun so bright

You're just a shadow fading out, and

It feels like summer

But it's earthquake

It's earthquake weather

I groaned as my ringtone brought me out of the best dream. I was hooking up with a groupie in my dressing room and God was she sexy. Ugh, what could Kyla want this damn early? Against all better judgment, I pick up.

"City Morgue. You kill 'em, we chill 'em. How can I help you?"

"Very funny, Ash!"

"I thought so too if I would say so myself," I smirk knowing she'll be annoyed any second now.

"You do say so," Kyla deadpans. I snicker at her fallen spirits.

"And to what do I owe the pleasure of your call bright and early this fine Saturday morning?" I ask sarcastically into the receiver.

"Hot yoga starts in 45 minutes and I really think you should come," she quips. I can hear the pleading in her voice.

"Ahh, hot yoga. Now that sounds like some good ole torture that I don't have scheduled this morning." There's no way I'm giving in that easily. She did wake me up after all.

"Ash, please it'd really mean a lot to me if you came. Today is the first day we're open to the public and don't get me wrong I'm excited but I'm so so so so nervous, Ash!" I can almost hear her pouting and if I squeeze my eyes a little tighter and I'll be able to actually see it too.

I groaned again as my sisters rambling continued and checked the time. It was 10 am, way too early for this but my sister did have a good reason to want me there. Today was her big day.

"Ky, I'll be there in 30. Save me a mat, ok?" I interrupt as she's catching her breath.

"Thank you so much, Ashley! You don't know how much this means to me!" she squeals and I accidentally drop my phone. I bury my face into my pillow fighting the urge to scream as I reach around the floor on the side of the bed for my iPhone. I pick up the phone only to hear more incessant chatter coming from Kyla and I roll my eyes before hanging up.

"Mmhm, Ash baby, who was that?" I tense up realizing for the first time that I'm not alone.

Waking up next to strangers has never been my strong suit. I mumble out something that closely resembeles "my sister" while I quickly search my phone for any indication of the woman who's currently co-occupying my bed's name.

"Alexa," I breathe out as I read my texts from last night where I'd told Madison which girl I was taking home from Vice. Vice is a gay club on South Beach, as a matter of fact it's my club, my pride and joy. Today, Kyla is opening her baby, Vibe, a fitness center a few blocks down from the club. I told her the name sounded way too similar to mine but the girl is as stubborn as they come.

The woman beside me giggled at the sound of her name and propped her naked self up on her elbows to look at me. She was as beautiful this morning as she was last night, with unruly bleach blonde hair and piercing green eyes. Her body, though now under the covers, spoke for itself as she danced for me all night. But seriously, who giggles anymore? I took a moment to closely examine her features and reminded myself I deserved a pat on the back later. She's a perfect 10.

"Alexa, I really enjoyed myself last night but here's the thing, my sister really needs me this morning so I'm gonna have to ask you to leave," I tell her slowly and give her my best smile. I hope she doesn't give me a hard time, then I'm going to have to call someone to escort her out and ugh, I just really hate the awkwardness of a clingy random.

"That's okay, I've overstayed my welcome enough as it is," she gets up and begins to sort through the bedroom to find her scattered clothing. As she slips on her dress, we lock eyes and she turns away shyly, almost embarrassed she'd woken up here in the first place.

"Ash, if I could bother you for just one more thing?" Alex or Alexa, I can't remember which asks almost too sweetly.

"Yeah sure, what's up?" I ask nervously as I pull my curls back into a messy bun.

"Well..can I still get your autograph?" She's even more embarrassed than when she was picking off her underwear from the lamp shade and I can't help but laugh at her cuteness.

"Of course, that's no problem. Anything for a fan, right?" I reassure her with a wink. She blushes and within the next couple of minutes she's leaving my apartment with one of my guitar picks, a signed record, and a signed poster.

I glance at the clock and it's already 10:15. Kyla is definitely going to kill me. I got dressed and hopped into my Ashmobile, really just my black porche, but it needed a cool name and I couldn't think of anything better.

I walked into Vibe at 10:34 to a surprsingly happy Kyla just sitting back taking in her new business. The lobby area was crowded with people signing up for memberships, personal trainers, and fitness classes.

"And you said you needed me to be here! This looks like it's going swell without me," I joke as I wrap her in a hug. I let go and she smiles brightly in my arms and I can't help but be exceptionally proud of my younger sister. She's come a long way from dropping out of high school and getting hooked on drugs. She looks healthy now. Her small frame no longer seems fragile, but strong from her recent working out addiction. Her long brown hair is pulled back and her bangs fall right above her dark eyes. For the first time in a long time, she looks geniunely happy. Miami has done her well.

"Well I did think having the famous Ashley Davies at my opening might attract more attention," she teases. "And why are you looking at me like that?"

"Ah Kyla, I'm just so proud. You're finally becoming a woman!" I answer probably a little too loudly. She slaps me playfully and I start to laugh. I love bringing out this side of Kyla.

"Ash, I'm opening a gym. Not getting my period for the first time," she says seriously but I can hear the humor in her voice.

"I know baby sis and it's nice to know you want me around for all the right reasons," I joke.

Kyla takes off to do her owner/manager thing and I'm left with a yoga mat and a bottle of water. I figure I might as well do the class now that I'm here anyways.

I place my mat on the floor and take a seat, waiting for the instructor to start. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a flash of blonde and it takes me back to the sight in my bed this morning. Alex? Alexa? What was she doing here?

Upon a little closer look, which of course meant staring intently at this chicks body, I realize it isn't the woman from my bed. This girl is actually hotter and the way she's stretching in preparation for the class is really starting to turn me on.

"Wow," I breathe out slowly. As if it wasn't already hot enough in here, I'm a few feet away from one of the most drop dead gorgeous girls I've ever seen. I spent the entire class studying this girl. Watching her every movement as she switches positions, breathes deeply, and finds her zen. I can't help but wonder what her name is, what's her story, where's she from. I know that I have to meet her.

"Hey, wait up!" I half-yell as I jog up beside the mystery woman. She turns swiftly and for the first time I'm captivated by her eyes. Blue. Probably the bluest blue I have ever seen.

"Hi, what's up?" she asks with a friendly smile.

She's a little taller than I am and suddenly I'm intimidated. I can see the thin layer of sweat coating her forehead and I start to feel my own sweat forming. She's wearing black yoga pants that grab her curves in all the right places and a thin white v-neck that I can almost see through. Her eyebrows scrunch together and I realize I've spent way too long admiring her.

"I just wanted to um..introduce myself to you. I'm Ashley Davies and well my sister owns the gym and I wanted to say thanks for coming for the grand opening and I hope you liked the class and stuff," I ramble and then stick my hands deep into the pockets of my sweat pants and shut my mouth before I mess anymore of this up. I begin to chew on my bottom lip nervously as I wait for her response.

"Oh wow, yeah I loved it. I'll definitely be coming back. It's an awesome gym, tell your sister congratulations and I hope today continues to be a success for her," she replies thoughtfully as she still holds my stare.

"That's great. I'm so glad to hear that! I'll be sure to let her know she's got at least one client," I smile brightly.

"Awesome. Well I'll see you around, Ashley Davies," she says my name teasingly and it has never sounded better. She turns around and heads towards what I'm assuming is her car.

"Wait, what's your name?" I question as I take a few steps forward. It may have come out a bit desperate, especially for me, but I absolutely needed to know this girl.

"It's Spencer," she calls out over her shoulder.

"Spencer," I repeat to myself slowly, letting the new name become familiar as the red mustang backs out of the space and turns onto the main road.