"It took the Europeans 15 centuries, 15 centuries to create the first--"

"Turn that down, please."

"Shhhh," the blonde stuck her pen in her mouth as she leaned forward to fully soak in the program she was watching .

"And here too the Chinese proved to be especially clever."

"Spencer! Puh-lease, turn it down."

"SHHHHH."

Exasperatedly rolling her eyes, Ashley said, "Come on, I can barely hear my self think over here."

"Really?" the blonde countered, still engrossed in Where Did it Come From, "I can hear the gears turning loud and clear over here. Sounds like you need to oil them."

"Oh har har," Ashley said turning off the television.

"HEY!" Spencer turned to look, "I want to know what the most important thing of the ancient Chinese agriculture--" Two red lips crashed hard into hers causing her to loose her train of thought.

Slowly breaking the kiss, Ashley looked deeply in her girlfriends eyes, "you are such a nerd."

Spencer giggled then leaned into continue kissing the brunette, but met instead with the floor. She pouted looking up at the giggling Ashley who was now back in her chair at the table. "What'd you do that for?" She asked her.

"I was just trying to shut you up so that I can study in peace."

"Oh, please, it was not that loud."

"Any noise is too noisy when I'm studying you know that."

"Not my fault you can't multitask," Spencer said as she wrapped her arms around Ashley's waist, laying her head on her shoulder.

Growling, Ashley turned with passionate eyes, "Stop that or I will fail my midterm tomorrow."

Laughing, Spencer went back to the History Channel. "Shouldn't have left it to the last minute, Ash."

Rolling her eyes Ashley said, "Yes that's exactly what I did Spencer. Has nothing to do with not understanding why I need to know this shit."

"Past behavior is a great predictor of future behavior."

"You read to many books."

"Haha, not possible." She smiled turning the set back on, "Gee thanks, Ash, you made me miss the ending." Turning angrily she said, "Don't you dare laugh!"

"Stop pointing your finger at me. You know that turns me on."

"Everything turns you own."

"Nooooooooo," Ashley said, dramatically falling to the floor. "We've watched this show three times this week."

"Fiiiine, I'll turn it to the Discovery Channel." Spencer cracked a smile at the grumbling coming from behind her. "I like Josh Bernstein." Ashley mocked Spencer's nerdy lust, "I saw that," Spencer said pointing at the reflection in the television.

Exasperated, Ashley sighed, "ya got me. Will you please turn it off so I can study?"

"But they're talking about the half man half tree guy."

"Baaaaaabbbbyyyy, do you want me to not graduate?"

Laughing, Spencer turned off the program. "Stop being so dramatic."

"Seriously, Spence, I am not doing well in this class."

"If you paid attention to Mrs. Hagan in stead of smelling my hair all hour you'd be doing much better."

"I can't help it," she pouted. "Your shampoo intoxicates me."

Spencer shook a speechless head as she sat down beside the other girl. "Why are you reading about the Mughal empire? Ashley this is last years world history book. No wonder you're failing. Do you even know what the class is called?"

"Spencer's Lavender Vanilla Rocks?" Spencer smacked her on the head, "ow."

"I did not hit you that hard."

Poutily, Ashley said, "hurt my feelings though."

Spencer giggled opening up their U.S. history book. "So tell me who's the 1,2,3 Man?"

"The do what now?"

Spencer giggled.

"Stop laughing at me, its bad for my ego."

"Oh I'm sure your ego can take it."

"Not my intellectual ego," she pouted. "It's very fragile."

Spencer gave her a quick peck on the cheek, "For every right answer you give, you get a kiss closer and closer to your lips."

Perking up Ashley asked, "what happens when we hit full contact?"

"Intensity builds."

"Builds to..."

Eyes narrowed Spencer challenged, "You'll have to recite the Gettysburg Address verbatim to get that."

"Ooh, a challenge, I like it."

Shaking her head, Spencer asked again, "1,2,3 man who is he?"

"Uh, Americas first comic book super hero?"

"Wrong. Thomas Jefferson."

"That was my next guess."

"Riiight. Well then, what does it stand for?"

"I'm sorry what?"

"One, two and three?"

Ashley stared dumbly at Spencer for many agonizing minutes.

"He was the first Secretary of State, the second Vice President, and the third President."

"I knew that."

"What else did he do?"

"Sport a fashionable wig?"

Spencer scratched her head in frustration, "Joke all you want, I don't have to help you." She turned on her heels back in the direction of the living room.

"Baby wait! Please, help me, please?"

Spencer sat back down and asked again, "What is he chiefly known for?" She waited. And waited. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Be nice," Ashley said smacking the blonde's arm.

"I'm helping you study aren't I?"

"He was the principal author of the Declaration of Independence."

Smiling Spencer leaned over to kiss the girl on the cheek.

"I thought you said they'd get closer to my lips."

"Yes and they will now that we've actually started studying."

"Cheater."

"Name two big events during his presidency?"

"I have no idea."

"ASHLEY!" Spencer exclaimed. "You have got to be kidding me!"

"You were wearing that skimpy pink top during the first five presidents lecture."

"You are unbelievable." Spencer said as she walked to the kitchen. "Louisiana Purchase and the Lewis and Clark Expeditions, not to mention co-founder of the democratic party. Quite possibly the greatest U.S. President and you don't know anything about him?"

"He liked to wear ascots."

Setting the glasses in her hand a little hard than she meant to Spencer spat, "They were not called ascots."

"Whoa easy there Pocahontas."

"You know what, study on your own. I've got chemistry to do."

"No Spence, wait. Please help me."

Rummaging though her backpack she tossed a notebook on the table. "If you lose my notes I will kill you. I'll be back in an hour to quiz you. If you're gonna use the book remember we're only up to 1865."

"What?"

Growling Spencer said, "don't read anything post Civil War," and with that she traipsed upstairs.

A quiet hour passed as Spencer drilled herself over her chemistry notes. It was the one midterm she was concerned about so she planed on giving it extra time. So she was less than happy when Ashley burst through the bedroom door, "Alright, Spence I've got this thing."

"Ash, I'm in the middle of of the periodic table here," she groaned.

"Come on you said if I said this thing, we'd, ya know."

Spencer rolled her eyes unamused. "Go on then, give it a shot."

Ashley cleared her throat, "Four score and a long time ago some smart people set up America, and said we should all be equal. Now we're fighting this war thing to keep that freedom stuff. And this is where they fought a battle, and we're gonna put a monument up for them or a grave or whatever. Cause its the right thing to do. But we can't or something. The guys who died did a lot more than us with our words and party and whatever. And people won't remember what we say and do today, but they can't forget why these guys died. So us not dead people gotta keep their memory alive. And some really long sentence that doesn't make a lot of sense but basically says we've gotta new freedom for people by people and won't end...or something."

Ashley beamed at Spencer who was staring long and mightily unamused. "Get out of my bedroom."

"What?"

"Get out or I'll throw you out."

"What is it Spencer? That's what it is."

"That's what it means, that's not what it is. Get out."

"But Spencer come on I worked really hard to just get that much."

"The deal was verbatim, not in your own lousy words. No go away. I want to get this memorized before every one shows up for our study group."

"Awe, man, you mean there are more nerds coming over?"

Spencer rolled her eyes at Ashley.

"No no wait I got this. Four score and seven years a go our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure," she beamed proudly at her girlfriend, who looked on waiting. "I did it."

Spencer rolled her eyes, "That's the first two lines of it, Ash. The deal is the whole thing."

Ashley pouted.

Spencer gave her a kiss, which she continued as she walked Ashley back toward the bed. She pushed the girl down as she broke the kiss, "you stay up here and keep trying, I'm gonna study down stairs." Spencer giggled at the exasperated sigh coming from behind her, but continued on her way.