I own nothing. All I own are the thoughts in my head and the words I write. Characters are all owned by Mr. Tom Lynch. Also, I've retuned and rewritten some things, just be aware of that. Enjoy. Oh, also; if you've already read this story and don't particularly care about the rewrites skip to the chapter: Good Ol' Gladys, it's where my original writing left off.
"So, why don't you tell me why two newly graduated high school students from Los Angeles; one being the valedictorian of her graduating class and the other the daughter of a famous rock star were doing instigating a violent bar fight? Not to mention being publicly intoxicated and underage?" the cliché mustache toting detective asked pulling up a chair at the all too familiar desk in a room with a two way mirror and padded walls.
"I was working on getting the love of my life back… sir. Plain and simple."
"I have rights, you know! I want to talk to my lawyer! I ain't telling you shiiiiiiiit."
The detective took a long breath and sighed as he got up to leave returning the last teenager to the holding area. This was going to be a looooooong one, he could feel it in his soon-to-be-retired-cop gut.
A week or so earlier….
"Hurry up Ash, we can not be late! This is our high school graduation. We don't get a do-over, and if you think for one second I'm going to let your little riot grrrl get up keep me from missi-" a rambling Spencer was suddenly thrown off her train of thought as Ashley tackled her against a nearby locker and pressed the blonde firmly against it.
"Spence, you and I both know that while I may not be the poster child for any sort of academic institution, I have worked my ass of to be able to graduate with you. So no way in hell will we miss it!
And believe me, after the 'early graduation' present you gave me last night, I've decided that maybe school isn't such a bad thing…" Ashley grinned leaning in to slowly brush her lips against her girlfriend's and deliver a passionate kiss leaving King's High Valedictorian a bit breathless.
"Wow and to think you're repaying me like this after all I did was give you a necklace? Geez, I wonder what you'll be willing to do after we finally do sleep together. Get a college degree in nuclear physics?" the blonde laughed kissing the brunette's cheek, calmly slipping out of the body lock hurrying off to get to the football field, fully expecting Ashley to follow.
Little did Ashley know that under a rather unaffected exterior Spencer was just about ready to take her girlfriend then and there. But, damn it, their first time would not be in a dingy hallway of their soon to be old high school.
"I already have a degree, baby! I am a certified, bonafide, all around sex genius!" Ashley shouted across the quad causing some family members of her fellow graduating seniors to look at her with ranging amounts of disapproval.
Ashley responded by crossing her arms and sticking her hip out while smirking, daring them to say anything.
"Kyla, this is so lame. You were only at this suck-fest known as high school for ONE year, meaning you don't know half these kids. Plus, what happened to the rebellious Davies' gene?
We could totally be on our way to Mexico by now. Graduation is so overrated. In ten years we won't even remember any of this." Aiden whined following Kyla onto the football field struggling to figure out how to tie his tie, that was only going to be hidden under his graduation gown anyway.
Aiden didn't understand that concept. You dress up, wear your best clothes to your high school graduation and no one ends up seeing it anyway.
If Kyla didn't have him so whipped he'd either have foregone clothes altogether or more likely wouldn't be at this stupid ceremony at all.
The only thought that kept him from going through with any of that was the thought of him and Kyla going on a one week trip to Mexico after this was over, just the two of them in Cabo
"I know babe. But, what kind of couple would we be if we ditched all our other friends on their big day?"
"A happy one." Aiden muttered looking for the rest of the gang.
"Wrong. We'd be one of those annoying clingy couples, that are holed up in their own world all the time. Not giving anyone else the time of day. We'd be… oh my God. We'd be Spencer and Ashley…" Kyla shuddered as she spotted the two girls, entering the football stadium, as if on cue.
Spencer came along strutting amazingly fast in her high heels looking over her index cards while, Kyla's half-sister began to unfold her hidden beach ball proceeding to blow it up only to have it quickly confiscated by a teacher. Aiden waved the two over as he spotted the Carlin Clan already arranging themselves on the football bleachers.
Arthur had clearly taken the beginning of summer to heart as he was decked out in his Jimmy Buffet look a-like shirt and shorts and flip flops. Paula, not exactly matching her husbands casual wear was trying to smooth out her dress quickly fanning herself with her program.
Clay and Glen were smiling incessantly as they harmlessly checked out the up and coming girls of legal age who were to be graduating with their younger sister. Actually, Glen did the former while Clay sat reading the program trying to see which seniors got into ivy league schools waving off his brother's remarks.
"Okay, so the plan is after the ceremony we immediately all proceed to by pass any hovering family members and make a run for my car that has all the pre-packed beach gear. Then, we'll party at the beach for exactly an hour and a half and go back to my house for the BBQ, right?" Spencer said as she twisted her worn out index cards in her already sweating palms.
"Because you know if we don't make a quick break for it my family, WILL corner us and keep us here for an hour's worth of picture taking…"
"Wait! What? I thought we were going to be able to go back to our houses to change! I didn't bring my beach stuff. What am I s'pose swim in?" Ashley pouted realizing that perhaps there was something to be said for listening to her girlfriend when she said things, as opposed to watching her lip gloss coated lips moving back and forth; in slow motion, no less.
Stopping to think of it, it was actually Spencer's fault. Yeah, who in the hell is able to look that damn kissable so effortlessly, all the freakin' time? A menacing stress-ridden glare from Spencer quickly shut the brunette up as she threw hands up in mock surrender. "Screw it I'll swim naked."
"EW!" Madison and Kyla cried out covering their eyes while, Chelsea and Aiden simply chuckled. The thought of a naked Ashley wasn't really anything new.
Growing up with a party animal like Ashley, there was bound to be nudity somewhere. Especially after the last two years in which they had all been introduced to a little not-so-forgiving friend by the name of Jose Cuervo.
"I brought yours because I KNEW you weren't listening when I told you last night." Spencer laughed, not being able to be mad at her all too forgetful girlfriend. She realized this was the stuff of romantic comedies.
Two opposites finding themselves pulled together like magnets. Two halves making a complete whole. Of course, there were bumps along the way.
But, in the end things made sense for whatever period of time, because two contradicting forces were brought together in loving harmony. Spencer felt a calming feeling drape over her as the huddle of friends dispersed and they all sat in their alphabetical seating order.
"Oh shit. This mean, it's time…" Spencer thought all feelings of tranquility and serenity quickly shriveling up and dying. She was a terrible public speaker and had been able to avoid the spot light at all costs in high school.
She was able to lay low and study her way to academic success. What she didn't account for was that in her work to get good grades, the best grades, that one day the dreadful time would come when she would be expected to address her fellow classmates and say something meaningful and inspirational at graduation.
"Ms. Carlin, are you ready? If you'll follow me up to the stage I'll lead you to the special chair reserved for this year's Valedictorian! Ms. Carlin…?" Mr. Wyatt asked noticing Spencer's face turn a slight shade green. Spencer slowly trudged behind her soon-to-be-former principal and made her way to her chair.
She nervously moved around in her chair as the band played the beginning ceremony music. She nearly vomited twice as everyone was welcomed to graduation by someone important, saying something about something… she lost all focus as she felt herself begin to hyperventilate.
Barely able to feel her phone vibrate in her vest pocket she slowly slipped it out to see a text from Ashley that read.
Don't faint on me now, Goldilocks. That shade of green does nuthin fr those gorgeous features of urs & srsly if u pass out on me now I'll b royally pissed. It means I will have graduated 4 nuthin' .; ) U GOT DISS! Iloveyou -Ash
Spencer slowly felt some color flood back into her cheeks and with a new found vengeance she ripped her cue cards to shreds. "What the hell, if I've learned one thing from Ash it's that plans are for pussys."
As King's High Valedictorian of 2010 slowly began to rise and walk to the podium and was about to give her speech she couldn't help but repeat the following mantra in her head: "ohshitohshitohshitohshit"
Clearing her throat Spencer stood before the podium and began to talk immediately hearing her voice echo across the field and into the bleachers.
"Oh, well, uhm. Nice weather we're having, huh? *awkward chuckle*… oh what the fuuu-"