Author's Note: The entire story is going to be written from Ashley P.O.V. because originally this was written from my P.O.V. until I decide to make it Spashley… There's a lot of background to cover (just a little bit) Just to like introduce the characters. This'll be the last exposition chapter. And a coupla' things:

Maggie is Ashley's ex… chpt 1 I made a typo "Anna" is the (maybe) the real life person.

And Carman is Spencer's gf… which is weird cuz she's straight? Or something… idk… I just wanted to keep with King High but still tell my story. I'll make it a dude's name I guess. (What was the name of the dude Spence got her v- card punched by on the show?)

Thanks to all the readers, you guys are awesome, now do me a favor and review it! (to the few of you that have: Whatup, love you.)

Furthermore, I am not a professional writer so there might be a lot of errors. My bad. Don't judge.

Chapter Three:

Just to clear some things up…

Spencer and I met in college. Well, I dropped out and moved to the State Capital (of Ohio). We stayed in contact cuz that's what friends do and then she got an acting job in Florida.

Not even my second day in Cincinnati I met a tall, dark and super duper sexy brunette at the gas station between my work and apartment. That lesbian was Cassandra. She was, er, is amazing. Love for Spencer aside, I really really connect with Cassie. We like all the same movies, never run out of things to talk about and we both enjoy similar post day stress relievers, weed. Something Spency is whole-heartly against. Shhh. So, I asked her out she said yes and one thing lead to another. When I found out I was in love with Spencer I didn't know how to precede. So, like any hard working focused American… I avoided the issue and pretended like the problem didn't exist. Until one day.

Cassie and I were laying on my bed, making out, when my phone rang. I didn't even pull away I just sorta reached blindly and peaked out the corner of my eye. It was Spencer.

"I'm not gonna answer it." I told Cassie and tried to kiss her again, but she pushed me away.

"No, answer it. It's fine. I don't want you to neglect your friends."

"But, if I answer it, I will be neglecting you." Cassie kind of knew about Spencer, mostly only that she existed. None of that I was in love with her. One hundred percent the reason why I didn't want to answer the phone was because Spencer had this unique ability to make me… swoon. Yes, swoon. Like even talking to her through the phone my side of the world got brighter, she was that special.

Cassie took the phone and pressed the answer key before I could stop her. "Spency!" I answered pretending to be excited. This is gonna be so awkward.

"Ashley! I have so much to tell you." Let it never be said that Spencer talked too little. I know it's cute and all, but already I was bored.

I really really tried to keep up with her story and usually I was pretty good at it… when you know there isn't a smokin' hot babe sitting on my lap, kissing my neck. "uh huh," I faked attention, "and then what happened at the church," I felt Cassie's body stiffen against mine. Church was most assuredly not her thing.

"They sang this most beautiful song ever. Remember that one I was texting you about." No, my drug habits prevent me from remembering anything more than what happened a few hours ago.

"No, I can't say that I do." Cassie chuckled and ran her hands up my thigh. I moaned, slightly and she laughed, then shh'd me.

"Don't worry. Want me to just sing it to you?" She asked. She knows I love to hear her sing, but I haven't the heart yet to tell her angelic voice does not travel through cellular devices very well. Especially on speaker phone. What? I had to go to speaker phone so my hands would be free to roam across Cassie's body. Don't look at me like that.

Before I could respond, Spencer starts singing. And as I had predicted it sounded pretty awful, like I said it would. Cassie couldnt help but laugh. I couldn't do anything but cover her mouth.. with mine. And then I got all worked up again. I had to cut Spency off mid-song. "Spencer, that's great and all.."

Then Cassie whispered in my ear all sexy-like, "Get her off the phone, so I can get you off."

"Spency, I have to go, I'm very very tired. I can barely keep my eyes open." I fake a yawn for good measure.

"Aw, babe, I'm sorry." Damnit, I love it when she calls me 'babe,' "Got to sleep. I'm sorry. We can talk tomorrow, right." Cassie already had me on my back and was unbuttoning my loose fitting jeans.

"Yeah, no, totally. Night." I hung up without hearing her say goodbye.

So, that's Cassie. She's kinda bad, but kinda good. Its complicated to say the least. I know she's not forever. I do. I'm hardly attached to her, hardly. But what could a girl like Spencer ever see in a loser like me?

Epilogue to Chapter Three:

The next about midafternoon I got a text. From Spencer. As if I didn't feel bad enough for ditching her for sex (which by the way is not the first time that's happened), she just has to text me and tell me about how wonderful it was to hear my voice and how things with her and what's his name aren't going that well. I felt like shit.

Present Day:

"better at drunk sex than sober sex…"She shouted. I know she didn't actually shout but it seemed like she shouted due to my incredible hangover. "That just means we will have to practice more, right" I turned to look at her, it was my intention to roll my eyes at her attempt to get me into bed, but when I turned around she was naked and sprawled across my bed in the most most most sexy position. With my tongue flapped out of my mouth I crawled into bed next to Cassie. "Whose was that on the phone?" She asked.

"What phone?" Oh shit, yeah, I forgot about Spencer again. "Babe, I can't right now. I have to talk to Aiden and Sean."