Hola to anyone reading this. Um, if anyone's read anything else of mine, its kinda crappy, but I have become a better writer XD. So it should be a helluva lot better...hopefully. Anyway, enjoy. R&R if you want to, of course, it would make me happy =).

Disclaimer: No, I obviously don't own SON or else it would still be on TV ='(. At least I'm not alone in my pit of depression lol.

"Would you chill out?!" My sister, Kyla, yells as she turns on the radio in my car. Obviously, my shaking knee is more noticeable than I thought.

"I am chill!" I yelled back over the now blasting song she's playing. God knows what it is; some new Britney Spears crap for all I know. All those bitches sound the same to me.

"No you're not," she smirked at me. I was never one to get nervous, so now that I am, she's deciding to fuck with me to get the sadistic pleasure of torturing me.

"I am. I'm so chill, I'm practically a fucking ice cube, Kyla." Yes, I know what you're thinking; smooth Davies, real fucking smooth. Like a baby's ass.

"Whatever you say, sis," she says and diverts her attention to the road in front of us. Always the catious one. I'm driving, and yet she's the one staring at the road. Maybe when I dropped her on her head when we were six it had more damaging effects than I thought...

But while I comtemplated that thought, we finally pulled up in the parking lot of King High. A.K.A the real hell I'm stuck enduring.

"FINALLY!" Kyla sighs over-dramatically and slams the passanger door shut as she gets out. Honestly, this car is worth more than her entire closet, and she acts like its some rag-doll. Okay, give me a break, its seven in the morning, I'm not on my A-game when it comes to sarcastic remarks yet. Trust me, it'll all come with time.

Holy shit, speaking of coming...

"Hey Kyla," she says as she gives my sister a hug and they share a girly-scream that I should've expected since its the first day of school. Sometimes they're worse than an entire pack of 13 year olds at a Jonas Brother's concert.

"Ashley," she grins seductively at me once Kyla is off flirting with her "guy of the week" as I like to call them.

"Spencer," I return the grin but it turns into a full out nose crinkling smile when she rushes forward and kisses me. God I love this girl.

"Riding with my mom was complete and total hell," she sighs and pouts. Jesus, her and Kyla are best friends, but its creepy that they do the exact same shit. One, because Kyla is my sister and Spencer is my girlfriend. And two...its not exactly a big turn on when me and her are together after doin' the nasty and she pulls a face like that asking for more. Honestly, it makes me go from like Niagra Falls down there to like the fucking Sahara Desert in two seconds flat.

"Does she miss me?" I asked and laughed when Spence giggled. She's so fucking cute!

"Of course," she smiled and rolled her eyes. Let's just make this simple; me and her mom aren't exactly on the best of terms. I guess since the bible child had her daughter walkin' on the other side of the rainbow- thanks to me- we're not exactly tight.

"I'm gonna wrap myself up for Christmas, get under your tree, and pop out when she finally opens me up."

"Ash, I'll pretend that last part didn't sound extremly dirty," she said while trying to hold in a laugh, but failed. For a straight (haha) A student, she really fails alot with that.

"What a perv." I lightly push her arm and she playfully slaps mine back. That's us, the most adorable fucking couple on this Earth. But she's the only reason for the adorableness, cause Ashley Davies doesn't do adorable. Ashey Davis does drop dead fucking sexy. You can all thank Spence for the cuteness and all that crap...not that I mind it.

"Well aren't you two adorable." See, I told you!

"Shut your face, Aiden." I roll my eyes and I push him to the side and start walking into school with Spence...and him attempting not to fall and now running to catch up with us.

"Someone's in a good mood," he says, and smiles like only a dumb-jock would. "I guess you two had a good weekend." I look over at Spencer and she's bright-red. And when I look over at Aiden...I feel the need to tell him to close his mouth and stop drooling. Stupid boy.

Just like every other day, school sucked. Well...it does so far at least. I've figured out that I have absolutely NO classes with Spencer before lunch. ZERO! ZILCH! NADA! ZIP!

"Someone looks pissed," Aiden said casually as he started walking with me to the quad.

"Do you start of every sentence with someone? Its obvious its about me, so why don't you just say 'you look pissed' instead of someone." See? Look what this does to me. When I don't see her I have like...Spencer withdrawals. Can you say, pathetic mess?

"Som-," I glared at him and he cut that word short. "Why are your panties all in a bunch?" I hardened my glare even more at him. "Not that I'm thinking about your underwear or anything...cause...um...well..." he paused and looked around the quad in desperate need of something to soften the death glare I was giving him. "KYLA!" He yelled happily and put his overly-muscular arm around her shoulders.

"Hey Aiden," she laughed and pushed his arm off. When will he learn he has abosolutely no chance with either of the Davies sisters.

"Well, if it isn't the three amigos," Spencer sarcastically said and gave me a quick kiss as we all sat down at our usual lunch table.

"Just had spanish?" Kyla asked through a mouthful of sandwhich. Instead of being disgusted by the small bits of food going everywhere, Aiden was dead on staring at her with the dumbest expression on his stupid face. It kinda reminds me of the way I look at..."Spencer?"

"Yeah, sorry..." she stated, her mind obviously on something else.

I look over at her; my brown eyes connecting with her blue ones. I never really get why she always says she likes my eyes when her's are pretty much beyond amazing. Her blue eyes like the damn ocean and mine...they look like shit. Literally. I hate having brown eyes, and everytime I look at her it just adds to that hate. Damn it. I need some of those color contacts.

"Well, I guess we'll leave you two alone," Kyla said in a mockingly suggestive tone and walked away arm-in-arm with Aiden. Besides the fact that she's a douchebag, I'm happy she left me alone with Spence. She actually looks like something's bothering her...and that look never ends up being good.