A/n: Okay so this is a new fic I'm starting, I had this like random burst of creativity and this just all of a sudden popped into my head. And if you are reading my other current fic well don't fret, I'm still working on that... but oh well this was an idea I just kinda had so if you don't like it, I probably won't continue writing it. So leave me some feedback or whatever, so I know whether or not to continue. As always, enjoy!
Spencer threw her magazine on her lap in frustration and flung her head back onto the chair cushion.
"Dude, I'm SO fucking bored, you don't even realize. I officially hate Sundays." Spencer looked at Ashley and wondered if she even heard her.
Ashley looked around her black grand piano and stopped playing, "Didn't I tell you how weird it sounds when you say dude? You can say, man, chick, chica, shit, piss, fuck, but dude?"
Spencer shot her a look of annoyance, "DUDE, you're not helping with my obvious pain of boredom." Spencer now buried her face in the magazine, hoping that suffocation would suffice her boredom.
Ashley hit a few keys, then responded, "I know something we could do...that would say make us not bored." Ashley seductively raised a brow and smirked.
"Aren't you just full of jokes today? Whatever. I'm just gonna run to the store and buy the stuff to make dinner." Spencer reluctantly stood up from her chair and made her way towards Ashley.
"But I thought your family wasn't coming for dinner, until eight?" Ashley mindlessly spoke as she scratched off the notes she had just written down.
"Well, yeah, but I'm bored shitless. So unless you want a scene from Smiley Face on your hands, I suggest you let me get my shopping done early." Spencer plopped down on the bench next to Ashley.
Ashley scoffed, "I thought you were leaving."
"Yeah, but I know how much you hate it when I hover." Spencer giggled as she firmly planted herself on the bench.
Ashley nervously fiddled with the piano keys and kept eyeing Spencer. She hated when people hovered over her when she was creating her masterpieces---or trying to at least. It had to be her biggest pet peeve, ever. And Spencer knew that, she just decided to antagonize her, she figured it would stem her boredom for at least five seconds.
"Come on Davies, write me a fucking hit." Spencer tapped at some of the piano keys in no such rhythm.
"Normally, I would, but you're hovering!" Ashley pounded her fists on the keys, to show Spencer she meant business.
"All right, all right. I was getting bored anyways. I'll be back in a few." Spencer got up and went to go searching for her keys and money.
"You take your sweet time." Ashley gritted through her teeth as she immediately started playing. If Spencer was saying anything to her, she certainly could not hear this time.
"I'm leaving! If you can even hear me, or care for that matter," Spencer mumbled to herself after she realized Ashley was not paying the least bit of attention to her.
Spencer looked up and down the grocery store trying to figure out what she wanted to make for her family, but nothing came to mind. She wasn't the best cook, in fact, most of her food came out burnt. She decided to make the one thing she for surely could not burn: pasta. It had to be the easiest meal to make, plus it was quick.
"Maybe I should just call Mom and tell her to bring food," Spencer talked to herself as she was staring at all the different kind of pasta she could make. She reached into her back pocket and started dialing her mother's number.
"So, Mom? Can you like bring food?" Spencer spoke apprehensively, afraid her mother would flip.
"What! The one day I don't have to work and get to spend time with you, you want me to cook also?" Her mother continued to yell into the phone as she held it about ten feet away from her ear. The shoppers who passed by her probably could hear her mother yell quite clearly.
"Fine! Pasta it is!" Spencer yelled at her mother during the middle of her sentence and hung up the phone.
She was right back where she started, except she was more frustrated and pissed off. "This will do fine!" She angrily grumbled as she threw spaghetti and spaghetti sauce into her basket. Enraged, she kept speaking aloud, "I really hope it fucking burns. No wait, I don't because then I won't have anything to eat and I'll be pissed along with Mom, Kyla, and Glen. I will not have that."
Spencer went through the rest of the store grabbing, whatever she thought she might need for the rest of the week. Spencer finally checked out and headed home with bags full of groceries. She took a cab back to her apartment and then grumbled to herself as she had to walk with all these groceries inside.
She was right in front of her door as she became more pissed off. She was trying to reach for her keys in her pocket while balancing all the groceries on her hip. If she moved the slightest bit in the wrong way, everything would go flying.
"Hey, let me help you," A familiar male voice emerged as he took some bags out of Spencer's hands.
"Thanks, Aiden. What would I do without such a good neighbor like you?" Spencer smiled as she finally grabbed her keys out of her pocket.
"You can repay me, by letting me take you out this weekend." He smiled as he leaned up against the wall.
Spencer really couldn't stand him. He was arrogant, cocky, and something about him just rubbed her the wrong way, completely. "I uh can't. Sorry."
"Oh, come on. I'm moving away in a month, actually twenty-one days, so we don't even have to do something serious. Casual and fun, is what I'm thinking." Aiden looked Spencer up and down as he almost started to form drool. She could tell that he was undressing her with his eyes, and she suddenly felt violated.
"I really can't--"
"How about next weekend? Dinner? Movie? My place?" He smirked, like that lined worked on all of his conquests.
"I'm pretty much booked that weekend too." Spencer rolled her eyes, hoping he would have caught on by now. She mumbled under her breath, "And booked the rest of my life."
"Why? Are you seeing someone?"
Spencer shot her attention towards the floor, trying to think of the best excuse possible. She wanted to let the poor smuck down easily because he obviously was not taking a hint.
"Uhm, I'm--"
"Oh my God, you're gay, aren't you? I never put it together, but I do always see you with your roommate, Ashley right? I'm sorry, I thought you were like kind of in to me. But now that I think about it, she is the only person I ever see you with. Sorry, we can still hang if you want." Aiden smiled again.
Spencer's jaw dropped. So, if I'm not in to him, I have to be gay? What a fucking asshole. This is obviously the only way I can get rid of him.
"Ah yes, she's my boo. I am just so embarrassed you had to find out this way." Spencer laughed, but she wasn't laughing at what she said, she was laughing at how much of a meathead this guy was.
Ashley heard all the ruckus and opened up the door, "Spencer, are you--"
"Baby! You're home early!"
Ashley confusedly mouthed, "baby?" and gave Spencer a puzzled look.
Spencer leapt into Ashley's arms and Ashley caught her. Spencer laid a kiss on Ashley's lips but Ashley was just so stunned she had her eyes open and didn't realize Spencer was actually kissing her until she felt her soft lips pressing up against hers. Spencer quickly released from the kiss and jumped back down.
Spencer adjusted her shirt, "Thanks for helping me with the groceries. Couldn't have done it with out ya!" Spencer cheerily said as she grabbed the bags out of his hands and kicked the ones on the floor into her apartment. She quickly slammed the door and sunk to the floor.
"You going to--"
Spencer abruptly cut her off, "I'm going to my room, I'll put those away later." Spencer quickly darted to her room and slammed her door shut. She didn't want to go and explain everything that just happened. She just needed to figure out why she told Aiden she was gay rather than just telling him she plain and simple would never be interested in him. She needed to figure out why her lips tingled when for those two seconds she had her lips pressed up against Ashley's. She was straight. She didn't like girls. Especially her best friend since high school. She needed to lay there with her head face down in the pillow and figure out all these weird emotions she was starting to feel.
Ashley knocked at the door, "I'm coming in, no matter what." Ashley let herself in and sat on the edge of her bed.
"You going to tell me what happened, or am I going to have to guess?" Ashley laughed and ran her fingers along Spencer's comforter.
Spencer mumbled something muffled into her pillow and kicked at her bed and at Ashley.
"Hey! That was close cowboy." Ashley kicked Spencer's foot away and it landed on the other side of her bed.
Spencer grew the courage to lift her head up slightly to glare at Ashley then she slammed it back down.
"So, I'm guessing, okay." Ashley made pondering noises. "You kissed me because you had no other choice, because I looked really hot today."
Spencer didn't make a noise. Ashley smiled, she loved getting Spencer riled up with her forwardness.
"Hmm, that mustn't be it...this has something to do with our neighbor Aiden who works out way too much. If he lifts another weight I think his eyes will like pop out of his head. Hopefully, but this has to do with him?" Ashley waited for Spencer's answer.
Spencer mumbled into her pillow, "Humph," Was the only sound Spencer managed to squeezed out between her and the pillow.
Ashley smiled, "So, we are playing twenty questions I take it. Okay, Aiden asked you out again?"
"Humph."
"Okay, I am getting close here. I take it he asked you something like a jerk face would ask. He probably wanted you to come over his place so he can make lame moves on you and probably say something like, 'don't worry about pleasing me baby, I'm all about the pleasing of you,' and we both know he wouldn't mean that." Ashley giggled.
Spencer's back started to move and Ashley could tell she let out a slight laugh. "Humph."
Ashley smiled, "And you of course said hell no when he asked you out. But knowing his jock mentality, he couldn't take the hint."
"Humph."
"Man, I am so good. But the kissing of me, where did that come from. Oh my God!" Ashley started laughing hysterically and she fell back on the bed on top of Spencer's legs.
Spencer kicked off Ashley and sat up. She watched Ashley laugh hysterically. "Shut up! I know!" Spencer shouted as she pinched Ashley on the arm.
"He assumed you were gay!" Ashley continued to laugh, "And you didn't say you weren't?" Ashley felt a little intrigued to why she went with being gay.
"Well, I didn't know what else to say...he always hits on me so I figured---"
"It'd be best if you just went along with it...so then in lies the kissing of me." Ashley smirked at remember what it felt like feeling her lips touch Spencer's. She has always wondered what it was like kissing her, and she has secretly had this newly developed crush on her. It was fairly new, probably a couple months of crushing on her very straight best friend/roommate. Although, Ashley is a girl who gets what she wants when she wants, she kindly brushed off the fact of her newfound feelings. But getting kissed by Spencer, kind of arose those feelings she pushed in the back of her heart.
"Right, I'm sorry. But he assumed that we were dating since we are roommates and we are always hanging out and shit. So, well when you answered the door, I saw my opportunity to get him off my back." Spencer slouched as she sat there and started nervously moving his feet, "I do have a favor to ask."
Ashley shot up and looked at Spencer with intrigued, "Do tell. If it's a sexual favor well honey, I am down...in more ways than one." Ashley smirked and Spencer couldn't help but blush. Spencer tried to hide it, but Ashley, of course, caught a glimpse of her blushing cheeks. Ashley had always been forward, and flirty with Spencer but it was just apart of her flirtatious nature and Spencer accepted that. But not until recently, had Ashley actually meant all the flirtatious things she had said.
"Well, I am choosing to ignore your sentence and continue to ask my favor. Since Aiden thinks I'm gay and you're my life partner..." Spencer gulped trying to get out the rest of her sentence. She couldn't believe she was asking it, "If we ever see him the hallway together, can we like look all coupled?" Spencer shyly asked.
Ashley grinned and knew exactly how this could work to her advantage, "So, for how long? But you got yourself a favor, sweetie-pie." Ashley smiled and pinched Spencer's cheeks. Spencer quickly swatted them away and laughed.
"Well actually, he's leaving in twenty one days to New York I think he said? So just until then, you're like the bestest friend a girl could have. I owe you big!" Spencer leaned over and hugged Ashley tightly.
Ashley welcomed the embrace, "So when we see him in the hall, me and you have to look all coupley, huh?" Spencer mumbled into Ashley's shoulder. Ashley couldn't help but think about how they were going to be running into Aiden more often. Ashley had big plans, plans if worked correctly...she'd have Spencer falling in love with her during these twenty-one days. Ashley grinned at the prospect ahead of her, these are going to be a very interesting twenty-one days ahead of us, Spencer Carlin.
