The first few chapters will be short and sweet since that was when things were easy and fluffy. I'm just giving you a short summary. The chapters will be longer once I get to the day that something grew between me and my ex. Please review. Thank you.

Spencer's Pov

Ashley and I became very close, very quick. We were practically inseperable. Although, I do feel about taking Ashley away from her nine year long friend, Allie. Can you believe that Ashley and Allie went to library for lunch? Sorry to say but that's kinda boring. Ashley is so shy but it's adorable. She's so cute. She's so innocent and naive, she always ask questions when I use big words. She'll say,"Huh," as she tilts her head slightly and scrunch her eyebrow. Inwardly, I'm melting. And that crush, yeah it never went away. I'm trying to be her friend though but she didn't care at all that I was bi which was a good thing. I made her laugh and smile everyday and everyday I fell a little more for her.

Eventually, I got Ashley to break out of her shell. She came with me to lunch, met Amanda and all of my other friends. She started to speak out more and she had a hyper side just like me. In the short amount time, I became her best friend. And it actually turned out, her younger brother Andy has known my brother Max for three years in school. It was a small world after all! The Carlin and the Davies became close as well, even though there was a language boundary. Ashley doesn't look it but the rest of her family does. They were hispanic, obviously speaking Spanish and my parents knew a few words luckily. Ashley's dad knew English way better than her mom, and our two families still got long great. I was happy about it. Our lives practically revolved around each other, at least that's how it was for me.

In September, a new girl came into my second period, Art 2-D. She was a total bad ass rocker. Tattoos, piercings, and she was just so hot! Another girl took my breath away. At this point I was crushing on two girls. Ashley and the new girl, Brooke. I felt the same for Ashley as I did for Brooke but there was a significant difference. Brooke was more of fantasy, I really thought I was out of my league with her. I was crushing on her from afar around those times.

It was October and my bro Max is a big fan of Bakugan. He's a sixth grader and Andy was into it too. There was some tournament for it here in California and my dad said Matt could bring Andy. Automatically, I could bring Ashley too. The competition was at a mall out of our county but it was pretty nice. It had all of the stores that Ashley wanted, like her all time favorite, Hot Topic. We were left alone to wander and inside Hot Topic she showed her type of music. The bands she LOVES-Avenged Sevenfold, Slipknot, Disturbed Attack Attack, just to name a few. I was intrigued. I listened to this type of music mildly, but this was everything to her. After that, we ate and headed to Game Stop. Oh, that's another thing I should tell you about Ashley. She's a gamer. Or to be more specific, she's obsessed with Rock Band. I'm the opposite. I'm not really into that, but I went in with her.

The first thing that I notice once we step into store was some guy looking at my girl, I mean Ashley! Oh, should I mention what she's wearing? She has a black skirt that shows off her milky white legs, a pink cami that leaves most of her skin out to the people, and boots that added some sexy to it. I thought she looked amazing. I remember not being able to take my eyes off of her. And that boy was definitely checking her out. He stops looking at the game in his hands and looks her up and down, and stops right at her butt. He does that first before later approaching us as we walk around the store. I knew the boy would come over and I didn't like him. Not one bit. Besides, my jealousy, I just got a bad vibe and my vibes have not been wrong. For some reason, Ashley liked him. Let me tell you right now, he wasn't cute. Now I know it's not all about looks and I'm not hot or anything myself but I'm just saying this out of anger, kay?

I was left out of the conversation and I jump in by drilling the boy with questions. Not really drilling but my tone was pissed and to the point. This boy answers back rudely and I guess I kinda deserved it. Whatever. They exchange numbers and he's talking to his friend and we're on the other side of Game Stop. We've resumed looking at all of the games and I just stare at her face. Taking in her features and I was blown away. My inner desires take control, I was on impulse as I plant a kiss on her cheek. She turns to me, not expecting it, saying,"What was that for?" I simply reply with a,"I wanted to. That, and I was kinda hoping Danny would see so he would leave you alone!" We walked around with our brothers and I saw like three more people check out Ash. I place my arm around her, keeping her physically close and away from pervy dudes.

I played the overly protective best friend in her eyes. They talk for like a week or two and he ends up asking her out as his girlfriend over the phone. Isn't that romantic? Not at all! He could've waited until they hung out, kiss her, pull away and look into her eyes again, and then ask her to be his girlfriend. The boy does not know how to do it right. They were like an hour away from each other and Danny wasn't near us unless he was spending the weekend with his mom. I told her it wouldn't work out. Most long distances don't, it's a statistic and it's not like they were in love. This boy was just a waste of time. She didn't listen to me and it was a Saturday where they were going to meet up at the park to "hang out". They were going to kiss for the first time.

Ashley was freaking out massively. She was asking questions on how to do it and I tried to explain but kissing is difficult to instruct. I suggested and offered her my help by saying she could practice on me. I think she was desperate at that point and agreed. It was the the Friday, the day before Ashley and Danny's kiss. This is her first kiss and it's going to be with me. I felt so honored, so lucky. To this day, I'm proud to be her first, I hope she'll never forget me. I hope she'll remember me in someway in the future. Okay, back to the story.

We were in my room and we were both nervous. I came off experience to her but really, I wasn't. She was my first too. I leaned in and we both giggled. We felt like this was to weird because we were too much of friends. I was starting to let go of her since I saw how she was with Danny. I was trying to focus on Brooke then on. After an hour of giggles, I took her face and gave her a peck. She didn't move her lips. She was too scared to do anything. I taught her where she could touch the guy and what kind of kisses he would try. We ended up kissing over and over again. Her lips were moving and damn were they soft! I told her before I started the kiss was to not worry. "I don't like you, I like Brooke". I take it all back! Because as the kiss became natural, full of feeling, I was falling again. Or maybe I never stopped? I think I was just pushing it away.

We went into the bathroom and my dad has this light bulb that makes everything blue, all club like. She preferred it in there more. I second that because wow! Her kisses got better. She was more comfortable, more into it. I switched from one hand on her face to both on her hips and she copied my actions. I wasn't sure what was going through her head at the time but I knew where mine was. My heart and mind were linked together. They thought as one and I knew completely whatever is going on with Ashley and I, I wouldn't be able to let it go. I was right and you'll see what I mean as the story goes.

My dad knocked on the door awaring me that Ashley's mom was there to pick here up. She had to leave and I didnt want her to. I wanted to kiss her more or just be with her, ya know? We both fixed ourselves up so it didn't look like something was going on and she left. I spent the rest of that night replaying the kisses we shared momentarily.