Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews!!!! Now here is chapter 2. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I still don't own SON. Darn.

~Ashley's POV~

At last! Freedom from the oppressive Big Nose – History class just ended. Damn, I can't believe Big Nose Go – Mr. Gonzales, the history teacher, gave me detention. I was just late for 10 minutes; it wasn't like before that when I arrived at class the bell rang indicating the class has ended. In fact that wasn't even my fault. Some girl – I think her name is Claire, no Leslie, no Lee Ann, yup definitely Lee Ann. Oh look, there she is now.

"Karen." Someone shouted from across the hall and went to hug 'Lee Ann'.

I guess her name is not Lee Ann. Who is Lee Ann? Hmm… I think she's that girl at Ego or was it at Aiden's party or was she the girl at a clothing store? But which clothing store?

"…"

Anyways, Karen pulled me inside a janitor's closet and well, you know what happened there – we talked. Fuck, if you believed that we just talked you're seriously deranged. It turns out that Karen had her eyes on me for quite some time now and just can't take it anymore. Well what can I say, I'm irresistible that way! And by the dazed look on her face before I left her at the janitor's closet, I can tell that I blew her mind. I have mad skills!

So going back to the Big Nose, I still can't believe him. Doesn't he know that 'its better late than never'. Its not like what he discussed was important. Those people he talked about are all dead. Give them a break!

When I arrived at art class, after a semi-eventful history class, I saw Spencer talking to a girl on her left. The girl has long, straight, black hair, and has gray eyes. When I sat down next to Spencer, at her right side, near the wall, Spencer turned to me.

"Ash, I would like you to meet Carmen Enriquez." Turning to Carmen, "Carmen, this is Ashley Davies."

As Carmen and I shook hands she said with a smile, "Its nice to finally put a face to the name."

I smiled and replied, "Well I know that my name is famous but I didn't know I am famous."

"Spencer talks about you a lot."

I turn to Spencer with a questioning gaze for two main reasons. One, why does Spencer talk about me with other people; and Two, since when did Spencer talk to this 'Carmen'? And by the look of her being comfortable it seems that they are more than acquaintances. I didn't know Spencer had a new friend and I never heard her mention Carmen to me; that's saying something because I listen to everything she says, and I mean everything – no matter how silly it is. I'm one of those whipped best friends, its kinda pathetic sometimes.

Spencer doesn't even answer my gaze – she just smiles at me with that happy smile and what a freaking sweet smile that is. You see Spence has different smiles. There is the uncomfortable smile which she does whenever she feels, well, uncomfortable. I see this smile often when I go to their house for dinner and her parents asks her about her love life and gives her advice on how to 'woo' a girl. You might think that parents will have a hard time accepting the fact that their only daughter is gay – not hers! Her parents are cool but that's another story for another time. So, back to her smiles. There is the annoyed smile which she wears whenever a guy or a girl comes around and flirts with her and doesn't take a hint that she doesn't want to get to know them. Only she will still smile even if she is irritated; what a delightful girl. There is her amused smile which she usually gives me when I do something fantastic. Go figure, I do something cool and she just finds it amusing. However I love that smile because she looks adorable wearing it. There is also her 'Why are you my brother again, Glen?' smile which is, as the name suggest, reserved for her ass of a brother, Glen. Its an amused/confused smile that she gives Glen whenever he says something – anything. And finally, there is her happy smile. This is a very very sweet smile which makes her eyes sparkle. I love seeing this smile on her face and I love receiving it from her because it makes me melt inside. I'm like goo, or raw egg, or that sticky thingy you have to hold in science class.

After getting distracted by Spencer's happy smile I finally turn to Carmen and said, "Well its nice to meet you too." adding my nose crinkling smile.

Just then, Ms. Johnson, the art teacher, arrived and asked the class to settle. For the first time in my school life I was actually paying attention in class – well not really, I was eyeing the girl next to Spencer.

So this Carmen chick is the girl that Spencer needs help with. My gaydar is going into a fritz the moment I saw them talking so Carmen is most likely gay. She's pretty, I'll give her that but I wonder why she doesn't see Spencer as more than a friend? They look close enough. They are even passing paper to each other right now – they're 'talking' with each other. Spencer is even smiling at what Carmen wrote…wait a minute! Spencer is smiling her happy smile. She rarely smiles like that when she's talking to someone else other than me…

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! WHO THE FUCK IS THIS 'CARMEN' CHICK?

I was brought back from my musing by Ms. Johnson calling my attention. "Miss Davies… Miss Davies, are my instructions clear?"

"…uhm…Yes ma'am." I said adding my most charming smile.

"Really? So what are my instructions again?"

"I really want to repeat them ma'am but I think it will be better that I don't so as not to waste the precious little time we have left to live in this beautiful planet of ours. I believe that your sweet voice is enough for each and everyone of us to get what you're saying. I don't want to repeat it in fear of ruining the value, the fineness, the grace of delivering such instructions using my frail, repulsive voice. However, I think it will benefit all if we hear your sweet voice again as you redeliver the instructions for it to be embedded in our minds and our hearts." I said, ending it dramatically. Sometimes I wonder where I get this shit.

Ms. Johnson smiled (man, this teacher needs to get laid!) at me then said. "I am dismissing this class early but I want everyone to research…" after that, I zoned out again.

I looked to my left and saw Spencer and Carmen looking at me amused. I shrug and Spencer started writing on a piece of paper again and passed it to Carmen. Carmen smiled and wrote a reply just before the bell rang. I started gathering my things and I heard Carmen saying goodbye to Spencer.

As Spencer and I were walking down the hall, going to the library, I finally said, "So, Carmen is the girl you're talking about?"

She just looked at me and smiled.

"You seem pretty close already. I think it will be easy for me to make her see you as more than a friend."

She turned to look at me completely, kissed my cheek and said, "Thank you." Then she went inside the library.

I stood there, touching the cheek that her lips previously touched and looking at the closed library door. I'm her friend, its my duty to make her happy. I'm happy just to see her smile her happy smile; even if I'm not the one who caused it; even if I'm not the one receiving it; even if its for Carmen Enriquez or Ronald McDonald. I'm happy just seeing it, seeing her smile.

Ignoring the twinge I feel in my heart, I entered the library, sat next to Spencer and smiled at her.

I'm happy… right?