Heyyy I'm back. I hope you guys like this sequel:)
Sadly I still own nothing.
Just to clear some things up, Ashley went back to New York leaving Spencer and everyone else in California. Kyla, Spencer and Zoey are heading into their last year of college at UCLA. Zoey and Spencer are majoring in law and Kyla's majoring in psychology.
Zoey's P.O.V-
Kyla's slender hands come in contact with my own, pulling them in front of her to rest on her abdomen as she lies in front of me. We're currently watching Kings of queens on the sofa in the living room. It's a relaxing Thursday afternoon, a day that I have very much come to cherish because I can spend my entire time with Ky without being bothered.
I recall the times back in high school when I thought those days had been torture. College is hard! But I enjoy it and having Kyla and Spence here with me has been a major plus, I have no clue what I could have done without them.
As preparation for our final year, we relax. Well the majority of us, Spence is most likely out working herself to death, I really have to talk to Ky about that. And Maggie, who knows, that girl can be gone for weeks. As long as she pays rent, I really don't mind her absence. That's less mess for us to clean up around the house too.
Just thinking about cleaning makes me tired, a nap will do me real good right about now.
"Are you mad at me?" Kyla asks as she sits up and stares at me, or not.
"How could I be mad when I have a beautiful woman lying beside me?" She swats me on the shoulder softly as she blushes a deep red. I love it.
"But this morning you were fuming." She says dragging out the last syllables to express her point.
I sit up resting my back against the arm rest so I can see her face better. I think she may be losing her marbles because I have no idea what she's talking about.
"What are you talking abo--ohhh for scheduling the worst class ever at 6 in the morning!!" I sort of shout out the last part, now that I'm remembering this terrible news.
"Ughh Ky why would you choose an early class if I could have had one later in the day?" I whine and she frowns.
Well it's her fault, how hard is it to schedule something over the phone. I know some people have trouble speaking over the telephone, but this is Kyla Woods we're talking about!
"Becauseeee, ummm truthfully it's your fault!!" she says groaning and poking me in the chest and then hiding her head in the crook of my neck.
Now she wants to play the guilt trip, no, no I'm standing my ground this time! She always gets me. But nope not this time, she has to man up to her mistakes!
"So your saying I'm the reason your mouth accidently told them I wanted to have class at 6 in the morning, I mean 6 in the freakin' morning!! Comme on!!" I really don't care if I sound like a big baby right now. I am annoyed beyond belief, I mean I'm not a morning person to begin with and to have to be up at an ungodly time on Monday's and Thursday's is not going to work, at all. Maybe they'll let me get a schedule change if I call them, well hopefully, they can be real douche bags.
I massage her hips to help calm myself down, but whatever excuse she has for messing up my schedule better be a darn good one!
She sits up quickly "No no noo! You had me very distracted!!." She pouts and then falls back into me. Oh no, I'm not giving in, I'm not giving in!
She then jumps up again "Dancing around very fucking sexy too!!!" She actually looks a bit frustrated with her cheeks flushed a deep red and her eyebrows drawn down in a scowl. So fucking sexy, but was it really my fault?
The only time I remember dancing was when I was dancing to If you Seek Amy, I don't remember seeing her on the phone though!
"You were on the phone!? Oh my gosh! Well you could have told me to stop! Or were you just too hypnotized by my smoking hot body?" I ask wiggling my eyebrows, I love teasing her!
I see a beginning of a blush before she hides her head in my neck again. "youmademehtnkyoiuibentedsecs"
I push her shoulders up "What?! Ky you know I can not understand your gibberish." No matter how many years we've been together she always does that mumbling thing that I just do not understand.
She huffs and then breaths out heavily, pushing on my shoulders to sit up again but she keeps her head down. "I said you made me think youinventedsex."
After a few seconds of silence and her squirming uncomfortably on top of me, it finally dawns on me of what she just said and a huge smile breaks out on my face.
And that's why I am madly in love with this girl, I seriously could not see myself without her in my life.
She stares at me for a long time but I can tell she's in deep thought. She then slides her body against mine leaning down so that her lips are dangerously close to my ear. "I really really want to have sex right now, but if you don't admit that it was your entire fault you will not be getting any for 2 weeks!"
2 WHAT!? My goodness!! She's crazy!! There's no way I could last that long, but if I couldn't last that long of course she couldn't last that long-
"Oh baby trust me, I could last longer than you." She says with determination. She raises up and teasingly slides her tee shirt up showing her toned tanned abs. Aw fuck "And besides, I have toys that'll satisfy me for awhile, if needed" she says smirking at me. I cannot believe this! Toys? When did she get toys?!
"Bring your fine ass along and I'll introduce you to them." She purrs as she gets up off the couch and walks towards our bedroom.
Later that night with a full moon shining through their window, Zoey sleeps peacefully with a dozing Kyla in her arms. But just before Kyla falls fast asleep, she smiles victoriously to herself as a thought runs through her mind. "I get her every time."
Spencer's P.O.V.-
How do I say goodbye to what we had?
The good times that made us laugh
Outweigh the bad.
I thought we'd get to see forever
But forever's gone away
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
Why do they insist on playing these sad ass songs all the damn time?! Jesus, like people aren't depressed enough.
Spencer Carlin, you have a message.
Oh I love the robot voice, it never gets old! As I pull up to a red light I search for my cell phone which is hidden somewhere in my junk yard of a car. I really need to take the time out to clean it.
Life has just been so hectic, but no excuses, I should be able to handle a part time job and summer classes like any other person. Maybe I'm just a little slow, my parents always treated me extra special.
Hmm a text from Angela, there's not much she could want from me.
'Heya Spence, sorry for the late notice...but umm do u thnk u can cover for me tomoro? Dereks flying down to visit n I wanna pick him up at the airport. Plz plz plzzz. I owe u big time!'
Terrific! I bet I was the first person she contacted too, because of course Spencer Carlin will cover for you! She has no life!
Ugh, she's lucky she's a cool person, or I would so be uncool about this whole thing.
I mean, I don't mind covering for someone once in awhile, but lately it has come to my attention that they've become a little too comfortable with asking me to work for their lazy asses. By all the extra work I've been doing, I should be receiving a damn raise right now.
But enough about work, I'm almost home, what do I have to do? Let's see, pay rent, grocery shopping for next week, clean my disgusting room and if I feel up to it, my car.
Slowly entering the place I have called home for the past few years, I walk slowly over to the kitchen table and toss my keys down and let out a long yawn. Oh boy, I hope I don't become too exhausted, I need my energy to clean.
Sitting down at the kitchen table, I rest my head down to try and regain some energy, because I'll need it as I will be attacking my bedroom in a few. Maybe a coffee will do me good.
As I get up to make a delicious cup of coffee I hear faint noises, but I soon realize they're moans.
Jesus, knowing them they'll keep that up all night. Maybe I'll start with my laundry therefore I don't have to stay here. I'd rather do my laundry else where anyways. Kyla says I'm weird for doing laundry at a laundry mat when I can just do it at home. She's just a hater!
I write a quick note out, but they probably won't even get it. Hmm whatever. After collecting all of my dirty clothes from my room I drag it out to my car, boy I didn't realize all the dirty laundry I had!
Walking back to the front door, I lock it because you'll never know what kind of crazy nuts could be walking around.
As I put my keys into the ignition I think about how my life became such a bore. Am I really that much of a boring person? I mean all I do is work and go to school. Aren't I supposed to be having the time of my life, I mean I am in college. I'm supposed to be partying my ass off right about now. Whatever, maybe things will change for the better. Or maybe it's me that needs to change.
I miss the way things used to be back in highschool when everything was so care free, well not really carefree, but Ashley had a way of making me feel as if nothing mattered. I miss that, I miss her. I wonder what she's been up to,
What consumes her mind at night?
Has she moved on?
Does she regret leaving?
I need her, but I'd be crazy to think she would come back for me. I mean she left before without even saying goodbye, why should I ever give her a second chance? She really has messed with my head, I can't even hook up with a girl without thinking about her, It's just that bad. Almost 7 years and I can't release her hold on me.
I need to get a life or get back the life I once had. But right now, I really need to tackle my dirty laundry, it's just that bad. As I walk into the laundry mat, I shake my head at how my life is so pathetic.
I need to fix this, pronto.
