This a brand new story. I know I completely forgot about my other story, but I just could not figure out where to go with it. This one I though I already have the whole story planned out in my head and know the ending and how they get there. Don't get me wrong some might change on the way but for the most part its there. This is just the introduction so please let me know what you think.

Light and Dark

by Chewy

Rated R for sexual content

POV will switch between Spencer and Ashley only.

Strange people buzzing all around the airport terminal, oblivious to my utter confusion. This is the first time I have ever been away from my family, since I can remember. I just wonder where I am suppose to meet my new roommates at. The LA airport or LAX is huge, and I think it is double the size of the town I just left. My family is still there though.

We hugged and said our goodbyes to each other, knowing that we would not see each other for the next three years. I've always been very close to my family and the thought of leaving them killed me. They said it my mission and my duty to spread the word of God, so that is what I am doing now.

I volunteered to go a mission for my church six months ago. My mother and father have never been so proud of me. My father Arthur is the Bishop of our church, and my mother Paula is his perfect wife. They even bragged to all their friends about how perfect and spiritual I am.

They hugged me and left me to board the plane in Ohio. My father did give me is pocket watch before he left and told me to study and following the teaching of God. My mom had a stranger take a picture of us with her camera and promised to send me a picture of the family once it was developed.

Now here I stand waiting for three strangers to pick me up and take me to my new home for the next three years. At least they will not be hard to spot. They should be dressed similar to me at this very moment. It is the required dress code for Mormon Missionaries. I have a dress shirt with a skirt that comes just below my knees and a pair of dress shoes. I even have my name tag attached to my shirt. It says Elder Carlin. I only have two small bags with me too. They do not allow us to bring a lot personal items with us. The church wants us to be completely involved with only God and his words.

"Elder Carlin!" The girl with the same attire as me waves her hand at me.

Smiling politely, I walk over to her and her two friends carrying my bags. "Hi, I'm Elder Carlin or Spencer if you prefer."

"Silly, we don't use our first names. We always go by Elder." Tight lipped I smile back and reply "Sorry."

"It's okay" The same girl replies. The other two just sort of stand off and watch the interaction between us. I'm guessing she is in charge. "Anyway, my name is Elder Smith, and these two..." she points to the other girls who have been quite the entire time "are Elder Sanders and Black." They wave at me and smile.

Not wanting to stand in this airport any longer "so which way to the car?"

"Follow us." Elder Smith takes the lead.

We end up standing in front of a small red four door car. After placing my bags in the trunk and taking a seat in the back, I am off to my new home.

My eyes try to take in all pf my surrounds of this huge colorful city. I also make a mental note to come back in visit after my mission is over too. Watching all the shops pass by and people walk by amaze me to know end, I never knew places like this existed. We come to a red light, and the car stops next to a small but nice restaurant. They have a couple of outside tables where people can eat. The waitress is cleaning one, and I can't help but stare. She turns around and our eyes lock for the first time. I feel as though I am drawn to her and those dark chocolate eyes. Our spell is broken as the light changes, and we drive off. I will probably never see her again. I just wonder what sort of connection I just experienced with the stranger with those dark eyes.

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KNOCK! KNOCK!

Who the hell is knocking on my door now. I stumble through the apartment to the front door. All I can think about is that I'm going to kill Aiden for not being here to answer the door for his guest.

"Hello!" I shout at first but stop as soon as I see the the cute red head in front of me. Instead, I decide to turn on the Davies' charm. Giving her my best smile, I invite her in my home.

"I'm here to meet …" She says shyly and blushes as I check her out before I cut off the rest of her sentence.

"Now why would you want to be with him when he can't even be here and ready for such a beautiful woman?" I move closer to her. "I can do things to you and that body that you've never experienced before." Moving in closer, I lick my lips ready for the kiss. I know I have her cause her eyes keep flickering to them.

"um um .." without any more words, I silence her with a kiss. My hands move instantly to her waist working around to the buttons on her jeans.

Within minutes I have her top off followed by her bra and pants. She is putty in my hands, and I don't even know her name. Kissing down her neck, I make sure to leave marks. I know she likes it too by how tight she is squeezing me and crawling at my back. I smirk to myself at how easy it was this time to get laid before sucking her pert nipple into my mouth and making her moan out. Sliding my hand further down till I find her heated center. She is rip for the picking. Her swollen bud is ready to explode. The red head, who isn't natural, has turned to putty in my hands as I torture her slowly bringing her to the edge then letting her calm down before starting over. "GOD! PLEASE! I NEED ..." The panting girl beneath me begs before I jam two my fingers inside of her. She arches at the touch. I know she is ready, and she needs to come now. Curving my fingers up as I pump in and out, I press down on her clit causing her orgasm to rock through her body.

I pull out not waiting for her to calm down. "So Aiden should be here shortly, you might want to get cleaned up?" The red head with JBF hair just stares at me.

"Who's Aiden?" She asks. Now I am the one who is confused, so I clarify.

"The guy you came to meet?"

"This is apartment 3b. Right?" I can't help but to burst out laughing. The girl went to the wrong apartment. Man I am good.

"3b is on the other side of the complex." I state.

The mortified girl leaves shortly after collecting her clothes.

After shutting the door, I whistle to my room to take a shower for work. I'm a waitress at this small restaurant called La Caravelle. We offer fine food and drinks seven nights a week. Don't get me wrong my real passion is music which is why I moved to this city three years ago. However, I do enjoy working there with all the rest of the "wanna make it big" hopefuls. Plus it pays the bills. Even my best friend and roommate Aiden works there too. He wants to be an actor though. I guess that is why most people move here too.

By five o'clock, I'm in my uniform and taking orders. All of my friends are in the back drying off the silverware to keep spots away. I proceed to tell them all the details of my encounter earlier today with the red head who's name I still do not know. I'm proud of the fact that I am a playgirl. I enjoy sleeping around and not having to worry about feelings or any of that other crap that goes along with relationships.

"So chica, I had this audition today with another dance company. I hope I hear back from them." Madison states after polishing another knife. She wants to be a dancer.

"Good luck Mads." Aiden pops in.

"You know girl we are all trying to make it in this crazy city with our given talents." Chelsea states. She is also the bartender here.

"I believe there is this thing called waiting on tables or is the food going to magically float to the tables?" Our boss and owner of the restaurant walks in. Her name is Kyla Woods. She is great boss, and we are her family.

"Alright we are going." I state and grab a tray before heading out on the floor. I have a couple of customer who sat outside today, and I need to check on them soon.

Filled there drinks and ensured everything is good. I clean my other table from my previous customers. I got a hefted tip too. It really does pay to flirt.

Eyes burning into my back cause me to turn around. A girl in the backseat of a red car is staring at me. Her eyes are blue like the ocean, and I am drawn to her instantly. I must have her. Before I can make my move and throw on the charm, she is gone with the changing of the light. I am left to wonder if I will ever see her again.