A/N: I do not own any of the South of Nowhere characters. I do drift from the story line, but this IS a Spashley story. I promise that they do get together, eventually. Patience will be rewarded. I hope you enjoy

CHAPTER 1

Ashley

Have you ever found yourself wondering, of all the people in the world, why do all these awful things keep happening to me? Yeah, well, that seems to be the recurring theme in my life the past 4 months. I've been left hurt, damaged beyond repair. I don't know if I'll ever be okay, and that's terrifying.

At every therapy session, my psychiatrist asks me what I remember from the accident. I lie. I tell her that I don't remember anything. Sometimes, I just talk about the hospital, so she shuts up. But, the truth is, I remember everything. I remember the excruciating pain in my legs. I remember seeing all the blood, but what I saw next… that's something I'll never forget. I screamed, but I'm not sure if I actually made a sound. Even though all is woe is me, life goes on, and so must I.

I walk to the cabinet, take my vitamins, and eat my breakfast, and prepare for my first day of senior year. It's supposed to be the time of my life right?

I eat the last of my banana and bagel. I grab my favorite Starbucks to-go mug and take a deep breath.

"Come on Levi! We are going to be late!" I yell.

I get a muffled response from upstairs. I roll my eyes taking a sip of my coffee. It is way to early for this.

Finally, I see my blue-eyed twin flumping down the stairs, with his belt in hand. "Seriously, you take longer then a girl to get ready." I hand him his coffee, "Cream and one spoon of sugar."

He smiles, "Hey, I have to look fly for the honeys. And only one spoon of sugar?"

"If you keep trying to say words like fly, I don't think I can let you live to see any honeys. And yes, dad was diabetic and so is grandma. One scoop."

"Whatever you say Doctor Davies," Levi mocked.

"Fine, have your sugar, but you won't be mocking me once I'm old and healthy and you're not."

"Wait, I'm going to get old!"

I rolled my eyes, "Come on, out the door we are going to be late. Grab the keys."

Levi runs over to the side door, but pauses in front of the key rack, "Can we take the…"

"No," I interrupt, "Grab the keys to the Mustang and lets go."

"But, Leigh dad always…"

"I don't care," I interrupt again, getting annoyed. "Grab the other keys and let's go." I hear Levi mumble something under his breath, but I ignore it and just roll my eyes. Brothers can be so immature.

I grab my backpack and close the door to lock it. I look over to the left and see my soccer cleats, still dirty, sitting next to the mat.

Cheering erupts… and the Lady Tigers win the Championship!

I smile remembering the goal, all the way from midfield, top right corner. I look down at zipper like scar on my leg.

Dear Leigh,

We regret to inform you that your athletic offer for the UCLA soccer team has been withdrawn due to your recent injury...

A tear falls down my cheek before I quickly wipe it away. I hear Levi yell from the car, so I quickly lock the door and leave. So much for the time of my life…

Spencer

Spencer we have some very exciting news to tell you. We are moving out of LA!

This is complete and utter bullshit! No one ever asks me what I want. They just do it! They never asked me if I wanted to leave Ohio, but we did. Granted I was like five and could barely tie my shoes the right way, but it doesn't mean my opinions didn't matter.

And maybe I do hate LA. I hate not having seasons, and I hate all the stuck up rich kids. But, I was finally somebody. I was captain of the soccer team, I was making good grades, I had a ton of friends.

But now… now I'm stuck in small town Washington. Okay, Maple Valley isn't that small, its got like 22,000 people are something, but that is small! Los Angeles has like what? Almost 4 million?

And it's all outdoorsy. There are mountains and lakes and I heard it gets really cold. No, thank you! Why cant we be like a normal family and live in, I don't know, Nashville. What's in Nashville? I don't know, but it has to be better then this place.

"Spencer, sweet heart, it's time to get up. You have school today. It's not good to be late on your first day." My mother practically sings.

I groaned and roll over, "Spencer isn't here, leave a message after the tone."

My mom shakes me, "Don't make your father get the cold water."

I jump up, "He wouldn't!"

As the words leave my mouth, my dad enters my room with a big pot, "Oh he would!"

"I'm up, I'm up!" I jump out of bed and run into my bathroom and close the door making sure to lock it.

I hear their stifled laughs from the other end, "When you're done showering we have bacon and chocolate chip pancakes waiting for you downstairs."

My stomach growls, my parents always know the way to my heart.

I hurry up in the shower, blow-dry and curl my hair, apply my make up, damn I look good, and then rush down stairs. Waiting for me is a stack of delicious pancakes, bacon, and of course, coffee.

I hurry up and dig in. Chocolate, coffee, and bacon equals best morning combination.

"Ya know, I'm all for pancakes and bacon, but do I have to go to school today? I mean it is only the first day. Soccer conditioning isn't till tomorrow, so I really don't have a reason to go."

"Spence," My dad gets stern," You're not allowed to have the pancakes and bacon if you don't go to school."

I chuckle and look down at my plate, "One more piece of bacon and I'll go."

"That's my girl."

Ashley

Finally art. The one class I like and actually care about… You have got to be fucking kidding me. Why the fuck is he in the class? He transfers out of all of my classes except for this one. Art is my thing.

Once Aiden sees me, he nervously walks over, "Hey, Ashley can we talk?"

"No, why couldn't you transfer out just like every other fucking class?"

Aiden lowers his voice, " Ashley, calm down."

"Calm down? Given me a good reason to calm down."

Aiden lower his hands, trying to keep calm, "Ashley, people are staring."

"Fuck everyone else. Oh wait you already do that! Get the fuck out of this class Aiden or I'm leaving."

"Ashley, I've seen the counselor four times, there aren't any other available slots. Will you just let me explain myself?"

"Why don't you just go to hell! I have nothing to say to you, and you don't deserve my time."

I bumped my shoulder into Aiden before storming out of the class. Fuck this class. Fuck this school. And fuck my life.

Spencer

"Why don't you just go to hell! I have nothing to say to you, and you don't deserve my time." Some girl yells before storming past me.

What the hell is her problem?

"What happened with Ashley?" Some voice asks from behind me.

I turn around, and I'm met with these gorgeous blue eyes. He looks worried, and I'm confused to why.

"Ashley?" I ask puzzled.

He really looks at me this time, his confusion fades, "You're new."

I blush, "Is it that obvious?"

He smiles, oh his smile, "Um, no, it's just that it's a small school. When someone is new it's well, obvious." My face turns an even darker shade of red. "But, um, the girl that just ran out, that's my sister. Do you know what happened?"

"Oh! Um, well I walked in at the end, but she was talking to that guy and she got pissed and then she ran that way." I point down the hall.

He face gets emotionless, "Aiden."

"Who?" I'm beyond lost at this point.

He points the guy, "That guy, his name is Aiden. And if her an Aiden were talking, that means I have to go find my sister." He looks all concerned. It's cute. "It was nice to meeting you though. I'll definitely have to see you around. Find me at lunch."

I smile, "I will."

Levi

I run down the hallway to look for my sister. Aiden is an idiot. Of all the people he had to talk to today, he had to pick Ashley. I am her brother, maybe I should go defend her honor or something. There she is. "Ashley!"

"Go away Levi."

I can hear she's been crying. "Hey, I'm not going anywhere." I wrap my arms around her. She embraces me back and continues to cry. When he sniffles trail off I let go and hand her some tissues from my backpack. "I packed them for you just in case. "

She smiles, "I can always count on you." She wipes her nose. "Aiden is such an asshole."

I smiled, "Yeah, he is." My voice trails off, I hand her the car keys. "Go home. There is no reason for you to have to confront him your first day back. I'll make sure the office knows."

A few more tears fall from her eyes and she wipes them away, "I just want to be okay."

I give her another hug, "You will be."

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