So to clear confusion for any further purposes, here are the characters; more will be added on.

The Carlins:

Spencer-Bella's character

Arthur-Charlie, Bella's dads, character

Paula now Montanio-Bella's mom, character

Glenn-Himself

Clay-Himself

The Blacks:

Kylin-Jacob Blacks Character

Billy-Himself

The Cullens:

Ashley-Edward's Character

Alice-Herself

Jasper-Himself

Rosalie-Herself

Emmett-Himself

Carlisle-Himself

Esme-Herself

Michelle Newton-Michael Newton's character

(If you're wondering what her character looks like, look up Megan Park)

Jessica Stanley-Herself

Eric Yorkie-Himself

Kelsey-Angela's character

After school I met up with Arthur for some dinner at a town diner. The place was a bit packed but Arthur saved us a seat in a corner of the building.

Soon enough, a waitress came by and gave us our food.

"It's so great seeing you again Spencer" the waitress smiled at me as she was putting down my food.

"You've grown up so much since I saw you, and became absolutely gorgeous." I smiled, being flattered.

"Why thanks." Right as I was about to begin eating, a skinny elderly man came by the table.

"Hey there Spencer. Remember me?" His voice was raspy but he seemed sweet.

"I played Santa one year for ya." He said continuing. Arthur grunted a bit, clearing out his voice.

"Waylon, she hasn't had a Christmas here since she was four." Has it been that long?

Waylon shrugged his shoulders but grinned along.

"But I bet I made a good impression huh?" Arthur just rolled his eyes smiling.

"You always have." He says. I just laughed to myself.

"Alright Waylon, let the girl eat." He nodded his head and went on his way.

"When you're finished, I'll bring in your favorite dessert; berry cobbler, right?"

I smiled again. "Yeah, that will be great." With that, she left herself.

I looked around to see if I needed anything else for my food. I soon spotted ketchup and just as I was reaching for it, so did Arthur.

"Oh, uh, go ahead." He held a straight face and just took A1 sauce instead. I guess we had something in common.

For the remainder of the time being there, we just ate awkwardly in silence. Despite the fact families all around us were laughing and talking amongst themselves.

"So hey Spencer, we got this really great house near the beach. You'd lo-"

*"Please insert another dollar twenty-five to add an additional three minutes."*

I was surprised hearing a monitoring voice during my call with my mom.

"Uh mom, what happened to your phone?" I hear her in the background, putting coins in the phone booth.

"Don't laugh but," I hear her sigh "it somehow blew up when I tried plugging it in a wall socket at the house." I couldn't help but laugh anyways. My mom was always having problems with her phone.

"Well that seems like life in Florida is turning out amazing."

"Ha yeah. Speaking of life, how is everything with your father and the school? Oh and any cute girrrrrls?"

"Wow" I start off saying, "way to emphasize the word 'girls' mom." She laughs on the other line.

"Well I have gotten used to it Spencer, so you should be proud." I guess she was right.

"Anyways, how are they treating you there?" Treatment, right. I was going through an almost half day without Ashley and her actions towards me running through my mind.

I sigh.

"Great mom." I sarcastically respond, "They all know how to make someone feel welcomed." I say hastily.

"Oh boy, what happened?" I just shake my head.

"I don't want to talk about it right now."

"Oh alrighty." She knew when to stop. "I hope things will turn out better."

"Me too." I needed to get off soon. "Well mom, I gotta catch up on some homework. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay sweetie. I love you."

"Love you too mom, bye."

*click*

I put my phone down and just fell back on my bed, resting my head against my pillow. Ashley kept running through my mind, it was insane.

Soon enough a headache was approaching. Shit. I run a hand through my hair, eventually getting up to go change.

As I was pulling up some warm shorts, I had an idea.

And no not that idea..

I woke up the next day, doing my morning routine. When I finally reached the school, I pulled in into my usual parking spot.

My plan was to go up and confide to Ashley, asking her what's her deal. The only problem was she didn't show up.

I saw all of her family pull in, just not her. Maybe she was sick, it happens.

At least I was able to almost get through school without any disruptions.

Yeah, notice how I said almost.

In Biology, Michelle sat next to me, in Ashley's seat.

"So, Ms. Cullen isn't here to accompany you today huh?" Her grin was big.

"Uhm, yeah I guess not." I say looking down, avoiding eye contact with her.

I pull out a notebook from my backpack and lay my hands on top of it. My eyes were focused on the board ahead of me.

Next thing I know I feel a hand on top of my left hand. I look over to see Michelle smiling then getting up from the seat.

"Just so you know, I wouldn't ever leave you unaccompanied." She lets go and walks to her desk.

Well that wasn't, uncomfortable. Ha, hell no. I just wanted this class to be over with.

One week went by and Ashley still didn't show, yet her family did. I was thinking about going up to them and ask where she is, but that wasn't happening.

Another day of school came around. This time it was pouring down rain, not my favorite. I was walking out of the house and swoosh.

I slip.

Luckily Arthur was right nearby, coming out of my truck.

"Oh, you alright there?" I grab onto his arm, pulling myself up.

"Yeah I am, thanks." I wipe myself down. "Ice and rain doesn't help the uncoordinated."

He nods his head. "Yeah, that's why I put on new tires for you. Better traction on the road."

"Thanks." I walk over and get inside.

"Uh, drive safe." I smile a bit and start the truck.

"I will." I finally back up and head to school.

As soon as I get there, it was raining real hard. Everyone runs inside, splashing through all the puddles.

I head towards biology when a hand stops me. I turn around and see Eric smiling.

"Hey Spencer." I continue walking, getting myself to class.

"Oh hey." I barely look at him, concentrating on my path, hoping not to slip.

"So uh listen I need your playlist, if you don't mind, for Prom that's coming up." I nod my head and finally make it to class.

"Yeah no problem." I take my jacket I had on and begin to put it on a coat hanger.

"Awesome, also, speaking of Prom, I was wondering if-"

Next thing I know, Michelle comes in.

"Heyy Los Angeles, how you liking all the rain?" She takes off her flap hat she had on and shakes off the water on me. Not cool.

I turn away in the other direction and was shocked to see who was at my desk.

Ashley was sitting on the chair, next to mine, beautiful as ever. She was looking down at a paper, as if reading it, so I walked over, avoiding the fan at all cost, and slide in my seat.

I face her a bit to see if she would have the same reaction towards me, like before. Thankfully she didn't. Her face was more at ease and she seemed a bit more cautious.

"Hello." I was stunned by her voice. I know I've heard her speak before, but that was faintly and not close up. In a more personal space, it was so elegant.

I look at her and just sat quietly.

"I'm sorry I did not get a chance to introduce myself last week." She starts off saying. "I'm Ashley Cullen. You're Spencer Carlin?"

She knows my name? Well that's, actually not new. Oh right, I have to respond.

"Uhm, yes." Wow, two words Spencer, good job.

I was going to say more but our teacher started speaking.

"Alright class, I want you to separate and label these onion roots, which are on your slides, into the phases of mitosis. First partners to get it correctly, you guys get a Golden Onion."

Uh ew, gross.

I hear a small screech and look over to see Ashley pushing the microscope towards me.

"You can go first." I gently take the microscope and look into it. Prophase.

"Prophase." I say to her. She looks at the microscope then back at me.

"May I take a look?" I nod my head. She gently pulls the microscope towards her and looks into it for about two seconds.

"It's Prophase." She then writes on her paper.

"Like I said." I say aloud. She grins.

While she was doing that, I had in my mind that I needed to ask her questions.

"You were gone." She looks up at me, pushing aside a strand of her hair.

"I was." She starts off saying. "I was out of town for a couple of days. Personal reasons."

Oh, okay. That still leaves me hanging.

She finishes writing but doesn't look at me fully. It seemed as if she was thinking of what to say next.

"So, are you enjoying the rain?" Huh? She almost sounds like Arthur.

I let out a small chuckle.

She looks at me in confusion. "What?"

I shake my head a bit. "You're asking me about the weather?" She was surprised about my response.

"Yeah, I guess I am." She spoke cautiously. I think about my answer.

"Well, I don't really like the rain. Or any cold, wet thing. Y-you know cause yeah." Damn, why was I so nervous around her? It was as if I was exposed to her.

She of course chuckles to herself and puts in another slide then looks.

"It's Anaphase." She then writes again.

"Can I take a look?"

"Go ahead." She replies without looking up from writing.

I look inside the ocular lens and study the cell. She was correct. I look at her and she was with my gaze.

"It's Anaphase."

"Like I said." This time she smiles. Wow, her smile was just as perfect as the rest of her. Bright, white teeth and all straight.

"If you hate the cold and the rain so much," she starts off saying, "why did you move to the wettest place in the Continental U.S?

I was drawn back a bit by the question.

"Well," I say uneasy, "it's a bit complicated."

Ashley smiles again and I'm distracted.

"I am sure I can keep up." I'm surprised she was interested to know about me a little.

"Okay," I begin saying, "my mom got remarried, and.." I pause for a bit.

"You do not like the guy?"

"No, Bens great, and really nice." I say looking into her eyes. And about her eyes, they were a different color.

She must of caught me staring because she quickly grabs another slide and looks into it.

"It's Metaphase. Would you like to check it?" She grins a bit, mocking me a little.

"No, I believe you." I grin back.

Soon enough the bell rings. I was surprised that Ashley didn't take off walking like last time. Instead, she waited to follow me.

"Why didn't you move with your mother and Ben?" We were in the hall, passing by everyone.

"Uhm, well," I couldn't believe that I was practically dumping a story to Ashley, when we just started talking, "Ben is a professional surgeon and he got transferred to a hospital down in Miami. They recently got married so I just thought they should spend a lot of time together, like new couples should."

"Do you think she is enjoying it?" I shrug my shoulders.

"With me living here with my dad, it's one less kid she has to look out for." Her eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"Oh, right. I have an older twin brother, Glenn." I explain. "He moved with them, but since the house is near the beach, they're probably seeing little of him."

"I understand." She grins slowly to herself.

"I guess." It was odd in a way to really be saying this to Ashley, but she was so curious.

I think she could tell by the expression on her face and that her grin disappeared.

"Sorry if I have said too much." She had a sympathetic look on her face. "I was just trying to figure you out. You are very difficult for me to read."

I just dug my gaze into her eyes. I kept getting lost in them. Especially since they were a bronze like color.

"Uhm, hey," trying to snap out of the trance, "did you get contacts.?"

Ashley's face fell, staring into me.

"No." She says, shaking her head gently.

"I could've sworn that last time I saw you, they were like black. Now it's like they're..golden brown."

"Yeah, it's probably the fluorescents." She says quickly.

Next thing I know, she quickly walks away.

I watch her go down the hall, scanning her body with my eyes.

She is definitely a unique person.