So what happened after the prom? Well, Clay died… tragic. Chelsea decided to have the baby… in New York with her family. Aiden and Kyla are no more. Glen graduated and still lives at home with the Carlins' but he maintains a job at a sporting goods store, yay! Paula has become a bit more rational about her daughter; just a bit. Ashley and Kyla got their 25 million-dollar inheritance earlier than expected. This year is everyone's senior year.

Ashley and Spencer… are no more.

Paula took it upon herself to tell her Ohio neighbors that there was a house for sell next door. So, Paula's favorite housewife from Ohio has moved in next door with her family.

The family consists of two, twin girls and two boys. The two girls, Rachel and Roxy, are 18 and the boys: Hunter, 17, and the other, Jeremy, 16 are attending Kind High school. How will their year go with more Ohio natives?

I really do not want to go to school. I should just get my stupid GED and be done with everything. Especially my psycho mom but no I promised I'd stay with my siblings. I don't feel like getting up, argh.

I look at the clock, it is exactly 6:00, why do we have to wake up so freaking early if school starts at 8:00 am? Whatever. I stand up with my eyes closed and stretch my arms over my head. I open my eyes and stop stretching then, I walk over to my sister's bed, she's not even there. That little skank didn't even wake me up, what's up with that? I'm her ride to school.

I walk into the bathroom where, Hunter is brushing his pearly whites, "Morning." he says through a toothpaste filled mouth.

"Yeah." I mumble to him while picking up my toothbrush.

He rinses his mouth with water than grabs his blue rag and wipes his face, "You know, we've been going to this school for like a little bit more than a month."

I put toothpaste on my toothbrush then look at Hunter, "What's your point?"

Hunter tosses his rag on the towel rack, "You should be used to this by now."

I look at him and narrow my eyes, "And you know what?"

Hunter smiles, "What?"

I stick my tongue out at him, "That."

He laughs, "You're so mature, Rox." Hunter says walking out of the bathroom.

I nod my head then start to brush my teeth. I sing the birthday song in my head because that's pretty much the only way I remember to brush my teeth for… two minutes? I don't know. I finish brushing my teeth and washing my face then I go into my room and see my sister looking in my closet, "I don't think that's your closet."

Rachel looks at me, "I know it's not my closet. I just wanna borrow that blue shirt you have."

I look up at the ceiling then back at Rachel, "I have more than one."

"The one with the stars and stuff." she says still touching all my clothes.

I walk over to my dresser and pull out my underclothes, "And why should I let you borrow my shirt?"

She walks over to me and smiles, "Because I'll love you forever."

I roll my eyes, "Wow, you love me that much. I mean you love me for eternity because I give you rides to school and now you're gonna love me forever if I let you wear my shirt."

She nods and smiles, "Well, you got all my loving."

I walk over to my closet and pull out the blue shirt she was looking for, which was right in her face, "This shirt, right?"

She hops over to me, we're so not related, "I love you!" she hugs me.

I pry her off, "That's called incest." She walks out of the room, to the bathroom, I assume. I walk over to my dresser. I take off my pajamas and put on my underclothes then I walk over to my closet. And I definitely need to clean it out, my mom keeps telling me that it looks like I live in a barn. But isn't that usually what's in Ohio? Yee-haw.

My brother walks in then throws his arms over his eyes, "Oh, ew, ew. I'm totally scarred for life now."

"You're suppose to knock, ass." I say rolling my eyes and grabbing a jean mini skirt out of the closet.

He takes his hands down, "Keep the door closed."

I slide on the skirt then turn my body to him, "Was there something you wanted?" I raise my right eyebrow.

He snaps his finger, "Oh, yeah I wanted to borrow some gas money."

I roll my eyes then walk over to my dresser and I almost trip over the bed but I walk it off. I open my top left drawer and take out ten bucks then I walk to Hunter and hand him the ten bucks, "Here." I smile.

He snatches the money, "Put them away. I don't wanna see them." he walks away.

I smirk, "You love me!" I sounded so much like Rachel… I scare myself.

Before I even have a chance to turn around Glen comes in my room, "Well, hello there."

I place my arms over my chest, "No one in this place knocks anymore!" I scream.

Glen smirks, "If I knocked would you let me in?"

Either that was suppose to be dirty or he's a saint… he's just being dirty, "No, get out."

Glen frowns, "Fine, but you know you want me."

"Blah, blah, blah, Glen. You aren't moving fast enough." I say. He winks at me then walks out of my room. I make sure to close my door this time because apparently no one has any man--knock. Interrupted by knocking… how ironic. "Who the hell is it now?" I scream to the person on the other side of my door.

"Can I come in?" a voice says from on the other side of the door.

"Hold on." I don't know who that is, I better put on a shirt. I walk over to my closet and put on a black shirt. I look down at the graphic. Oh, this is the 'Famous' shirt, I love it. Someone knocks again, "Coming!" I run over to my door and open it.

"Hey."

I smile, "Hey." It's Spencer. She looks really good today in her tight pair of blue jeans. Oh, and what a nice choice in a tank top: gray with pink stripes. She looks good in anything really. Back in Ohio we borrowed each other's clothes. Well, here let me rephrase that, she borrowed my clothes when she wanted to impress some jockstrap and I borrowed her clothes when the parentals took us out to dinner. Basically, she was good and I was bad but maybe that's all changed… nah. I'm worse and she's better.

Before she moved I meant to tell her that I was in the business of liking the girlies but, Ms. Carlin is psycho and I was totally afraid that it rubbed off on Spencer. Like, I was afraid she was either gonna hate my guts or stay at least ten feet away from me at all times. So, when that little broad--uh--I forget her name, well she's not too important anyways. Oh, Debbie! Well, when she came back she decided to be the town gossiper and tell everyone Spencer's business. I always hated her, I don't know why Spencer even hung out with her. But I guess a part of me is glad that I know about Spencer because maybe I've always had a little crush on--

She waves her arm slowly because I guess I'm staring, "Anybody home?"

I look in her eyes, "Is there ever really anyone home?"

She laughs, "Nope."

I smile, "So I'm taking you to school today?"

She nods, "Yeah, I think you are."

I wrinkle my forehead, "I don't think I want to."

She hits me lightly on the arm, "Yea, you do."

I smile and rub my arm, "Fine, jerk." I walk into my room and get together all my school stuff. Spencer tosses her bag on the floor then lays down on my bed, on her stomach. "So how are things with you and Ashley?"

She blows air out of her mouth, "Things? There is nothing between me and Ashley, we're friends."

I sit in front of my mirror and start to put on my make-up, "You really need to tell her that. She gives me a fucking death glare every time I'm walking in the hall with you."

Spencer smiles, "She does not."

I look at her through the mirror, "Oh yes she does." I turn around to look at her, "She told me to stay away from you, too." I go back to doing my make-up in the mirror.

Spencer props herself up on her elbows, "When did she say that?"

"Um, like two week ago." I say remembering that lovely moment, there should have been some violin in the background.

"What did she say?" Spencer sounds a little pissed off. Is she pissed at Ashley or me for not telling her?

"Are you mad?" I ask applying eyeliner.

Spencer shakes her head, "No. well, yeah at Ashley."

"Why?"

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"Stay away from Spencer." Ashley said narrowing her eyes at me while I grabbed, or tried to grab, the heavy ass chemistry book out of my locker.

I smile and chuckle, "Why, because you told me to?" I say still fighting with the stupid book.

"Yeah, if you know what's good for you." I think she says trying to threaten me.

I get a little bit annoyed and angry, between Ashley and this book I feel like this isn't gonna end well. I finally pull the book out then look right at Ashley, "I don't think you're a doctor so with all respect, you can't tell me what's good for me. And plus I'm pretty damn hard headed." I smirk and think that was extremely clever.

She pushes my locker closed, which nearly clocks me in the head, with her right hand, "Well, we'll see how hard headed you are."

I clench my teeth together, "I guess so, huh, Ms. Davies?"

"I guess so, Rowe." She takes her hand away from the locker and begins to walk away from me. She stops before getting too far then turns around and gives me the finger.

"Real mature, Ashley." I say with a smile.

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"She has no right to tell you to stay away from me. That's none of her business."

"That's what I was thinking but I didn't want to kick her ass." I smile.

Spencer stills rants on, "I mean we weren't going out, it's just so…"

I walk over to Spencer and kneel in front of her, "Hey. It's fine, I don't take commands anyway."

She stops and smiles, "I know. It's just--she can't mess with my life."

I nod, "Yeah, she shouldn't but, I understand her."

Spencer looks confused, "You never agree with Ashley or even claim to understand her."

I walk over to my mirror but still look at Spencer, "Well, I would never tell anyone that I do understand her… sometimes."

"Well, why do you understand her this time?"

I smile then turn around to the mirror, "I understand her loving you," she smiles and blushes, "It's so hard to love you."

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I already have, at least, 70 pages of the story typed… still not finished. Lol.

Tell me if you enjoy so I can post more… only if you like. I know there's not much Spashley action but when I get tired of typing one story I like to type another one and so here we are.

Lol, well until next time xoxo