A/N: That's right, I've started another one… because I had another dream that inspired it. Silly dreams… sighhh… Is anyone else getting slammed with snow and completely tired of it? I closed shop at 1:15 today (that's PM. We usually close at 9.) and almost ended up in my ditch when I tried to pull into my driveway. Awesome. Anyway…
Cabin Fever
Prologue
Spencer Carlin was on her cell, talking with her bigoted, over-protective mother. "Mom, we just pulled into her driveway!"
"Spencer, I want you home right now!" It wasn't going well. Ashley, who was sitting next to Spencer, could hear Paula shouting through the phone.
"I haven't even gotten my stuff out of the car yet!"
"Don't you talk back to me!"
"I wa-"
"I want you home now. I'm sure Chelsea would be more than happy to pick up your bags and bring them over."
"Mother, you can't just volunteer my best friend to run errands for us."
"Now, Spencer."
"Fine." Spencer sighed as she hung up the phone. She turned to Ashley. "I have to go, Ash."
"What the hell is her problem?" asked an irritated Ashley.
"Idk. My bff Ashley?"
Ashley stared at Spencer for a second. They burst into simultaneous laughter. When they'd calmed down, Ashley asked, "did you really just say that?"
Spencer nodded, wiping a tear from her eye. "I believe I did."
Ashley shook her head. "You're such a dork, Spence."
Spencer cocked her head to the side. "Yeah, but I'm your dork." She pecked Ashley's cheek.
Ashley grinned. "Damn right you are!"
Spencer's cell buzzed in her hand. "Ugh, it's a text from my mother."
"What's it say?"
"Where are you?" Spencer said in a mocking tone.
"Man, I'm totally rubbing off on you!"
"Mm and I enjoy every second of it." She went of in a daydream for a moment, then sighed. "Guess I should get going, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess so." Ashley grabbed Spencer's hand. "I had fun… lots of fun…" She smirked and winked at a now blushing Spencer.
She smiled shyly. "Me too. I'll see you later, Ash."
"Not if your mother can help it," Ashley said under her breath. Spencer heard her anyway. She squeezed Ashley's hand and pecked her on the mouth. Ashley pouted. "That's all I get?"
Spencer giggled and kissed her softly. "Better?"
Ashley smiled. "Much." She kissed Spencer again. Then, they got out of the car, and after a few more kisses and a long hug, Spencer climbed into her car and headed home.
It all started two weeks ago. Ashley and Spencer were hanging out in Ashley's room, sitting cross-legged on her bed, and chattering away like girls tend to do. They hadn't yet defined their relationship as anything but a close friendship. Ashley was explaining to Spencer that her family was going on vacation to the mountains for a little skiing and snowboarding fun, and Spencer was invited.
"So do you want to go? We have our own cabin out there, so it won't cost you anything. Pleeeeease? I can't stand to be stranded on a mountain with Ego Man and his indifferent-about-everything wife all by myself!"
Spencer smiled and nodded as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Of course! It sounds like fun… I'll just have to ask my parents."
"I was afraid you'd say that."
"Say what? That I want to go?"
Ashley chuckled. "No. That you have to ask your parents." Spencer swatted at Ashley's arm, mock-glare on her face. "Just… can you ask your dad first? Then it'll be you and him versus the president of the "I Hate Ashley" fan club, and you can do your little pout at her, and you'll win!"
Spencer laughed. "She's not the president! Though she is designing a new t-shirt…" Ashley gasped and stuck her tongue out at Spencer. "Kidding! Jeez… Yes, I'll ask dad first."
"Good. And make sure you practice your pout, too."
Spencer pouted. "You think I need practice?"
Ashley stared for a couple seconds, then said, "Okay fine so just make sure you ask him first."
And she did.
And he said yes…
As long as it was okay with Paula…
That night during dinner, Spencer decided to get the begging underway. "Mom," She said oh-so-sweetly, "can I please go to Ashley's cabin this weekend with her and her parents? They're going skiing and stuff, and dad said it was okay!" Then, she added on the pout she'd secretly been practicing since she got home.
Paula looked from Spencer to Arthur and back to Spencer again. "Her parents will be there?"
She nodded frantically. "Yes, the entire time!"
Paula sighed. "Then… I guess… it's okay if you go," She struggled to get the words out. "But! You have to have your room clean and all your homework done before you step foot out of this house."
"…Mom, I always have that stuff done." The realization that Paula had said yes seemed to hit her right then because Spencer jumped up, hugged and thanked her mother, and ran upstairs to her room to call Ashley and tell her the good news.
Downstairs, at the table, Paula put her fingers to her temples, sighed, and shook her head. She looked to Arthur who bore a reassuring smile. "It'll be fine, Paula."
She sighed again. "It makes me nervous, Arthur. Ashley's a year older than Spencer. She's a lot more… experienced, and she's a… a… lesbian."
"Spencer is 17, Paula. She's probably done a lot more than we think she has." The look on Paula's horrified face showed Arthur that wasn't the greatest thing he could've said. "What I mean is, if Spencer wants or doesn't want to do something, she's not going to let Ashley influence her decision. She's a smart girl… and stubborn just like her mother… er… grandmother. I meant grandmother."
Paula smirked at him. "Yeah, I guess you're right." She was still unsure.
Meanwhile, upstairs in Spencer's room, Spencer was blabbering on her cell to her best friend about what had gone down at dinner.
"Did you practice your pout?" She asked teasingly, knowing Spencer probably had.
"Uhm… of course not! I don't need practice, remember?"
"Hey!"
"What?"
"You get to come!"
"Mhmm… well probably, anyway."
Ashley squealed, yes squealed into the phone.
After putting her phone back to her ear, Spencer said, "Really, Ash? Right in my ear? Someone's excited…"
She laughed. "Sorry, Spence. I er… just saw a huge spider run across the floor."
Spencer giggled. "Oh really?"
"Yeah! It was weird. Blonde fur and blue eyes… I think it wants to be my friend. Maybe I should invite it to go on the trip with me."
"Ash?"
"Yes?"
"You are such a dork!" Spencer laughed. "Seriously though, a spider? Couldn't have been something cute like a kitten?"
Ashley scoffed. "Spence, kittens don't make me squeal."
"Neither do spiders, usually."
Ashley ignored that comment. "Anyway, who said I was talking about you? Maybe I really did see a spider… a really big spider."
"Right… with blonde fur and blue eyes."
"Er… yeah!"
"Ha. Whatever, Ash. Anyway, what do you think I should bring?"
"Uhm… stuff?"
"Thanks, Ash. That helps a lot, really."
"Yeah well I try."
"Oh shit!"
"What's wrong?"
"I just realized I ran off in the middle of dinner to come call you. I'll call you back later, okay?"
Ashley chuckled. "Alright. Later, Spence"
"Bye!"
A/N: I hope you like this so far… It is def going to get better, and the rating is gonna go up… winkwink nudgenudge Why is underway a word but not overway? Just wondering… Review? Please?Oh and I haven't decided whether or not Clay and Glen exist in this story yet, which is why they weren't at dinner... :D
