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She walked into the classroom and walked straight to the teacher's desk. She was shy, being that this was her first day at a new school, not to mention in a new city.

"Hi, I'm new here. My schedule indicates that this is my first period class," The pretty blonde said shyly. She handed the schedule to the teacher.

"Okay, Miss… Carlin, I'm your English teacher, Mr. Benson. You can sit behind Ashley, third row, fifth seat," The teacher instructed. He gave the young girl her schedule back.

"Okay. Thank you."

She walked over to her seat with her head bowed. She would probably be over this shyness in the next few weeks, but for now it was still there. She sat down at her desk. She looked up at the board and noticed that the projector was on. This must have meant that they were taking notes. The blue-eyed beauty pulled out her notebook and pencil, getting ready to start taking notes. In her oblivious state of mind, she had not noticed the gorgeous brunette staring at her. It wasn't until she put her head up to look at the notes, which were displayed on the board, that she saw the brown-eyed beauty staring at her intently.

"Umm… hi, I'm Spencer," The blonde said in a friendly manner. She put her hand out, offering it to the brunette to shake in a friendly greeting.

"Yeah, I know." The brunette said, not excepting Spencer's hand in a handshake.

"How do you know, if I just told you?" Spencer asked. She put her hand down.

"It says so, on your schedule."

"How do you know what--" Spencer stopped mid-sentence, when she noticed that her schedule was no longer on her desk.

The brunette held up the schedule, with a smirk on her face.

Spencer reached out and snatched the piece of paper from the beautiful brown-eyed girl.

"Wow, that's rude. Do you always steal people's information?" Spencer asked sarcastically, sounding annoyed.

"Only when it's information about hot, blue-eyed blondes, with pretty smiles, such as yourself."

Spencer blushed a deep shade of red and dropped her head. This rude chick was definitely charming; she had to give her that.

"I'm Ashley, by the way, but you can call me gorgeous, because everybody else does anyway," Ashley said arrogantly.

Spencer had to laugh to herself. Was this girl serious? It wasn't that she wasn't gorgeous, because she was. It's just that people in Ohio were not this brave and cocky. It was something new to her, and she had to admit she liked it.

"Hi Ashley, or rather, hi gorgeous," Spencer said in an amused tone.

"You see, you're already learning what it takes to make me happy. That's the key to survival around here," Ashley said cockily.

"Really…?" Spencer asked. The question came out sounding like she was challenging the previous stated statement, rather than really asking a question.

"Yes, really," Ashley said softly. Her tone sounded flirtatious, maybe because she was flirting with this new girl. She had to admit, this girl was a hottie.

"And what exactly does it take to make you happy, Miss Ashley?" Spencer asked somewhat seductively. Spencer was more than surprised by her own tone of voice. Was she actually sitting here flirting… with a girl, a hot girl, but a girl no less.

"Well, why don't you come over to my place after school, and I can, umm… give you a few lessons in what makes me happy," Ashley offered seductively. She wrote down her cell phone number and her address. Ashley looked up at a stunned Spencer and handed her the piece of paper, which contained the information.

Spencer was in shock. However, at the same time she was a little excited. She took the piece of paper from Ashley and looked down at it, still speechless.

"So, hopefully I will see you after school; say around 4:00pm. See you later, Spence," Ashley said adoringly. She picked up her bag and walked out of the classroom.

Spencer looked around the empty classroom, speechless. When the hell had the bell rang. Damn, this Ashley chick really had her reeling. Spencer got up from her seat, and blankly grabbed her things, and exited the classroom. She needed to get to her next class before she was late, and that would not be a good impression for her to set on her first day at her new school. However, her mind was still stuck on Ashley. The question that was consuming her mind was, would she go to Ashley's house after school or not?

Was Ashley gay? She flirted with her, yes, but that could have been out of fun. Where she came from girls did that type of thing all the time. She wasn't a lesbian; at least she didn't think she was. In her family, she would be disowned if she were in fact a lesbian. Oh man, her first day of school and her focus was already swayed away from her studies, and set on a hot brunette, in the form of Ashley.

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