Sorry, I didn't update yesterday. I didn't have time to write. I'll try to look more closely for errors, I apologize. Alright, so instead of just leaving a review, I say we open up some dialogue. Describe your perfect soulmate, physical wise and personality wise. It can be as simple or as complex as you like, as serious or as goofy as you wish. I'll post mine in the next chapter... thanks!

Lesbians Make Great Athletes

Chapter 4

After Ashley left, Spencer had dinner with the family and Paula had some questions about her new friend.

"So what's her name?"
"Ashley Davies."
"Davies...Davies... I've heard that name before." Paula froze and then her face turned as red as a tomato and a vein began to pop out. "We had a meeting about her and a Mendez..er Martinez. Spencer.. they're, they're gay!" She practically choked on the word as it left her mouth.

"Yeah, mom. Old news."
"But that's a sin, Spencer. A one-way ticket on the first train to hell." The daughter did nothing more than roll her eyes. "What if she tries to force herself on you?"

If she only knew how often I dream about Ashley doing that very thing. Spencer couldn't contain the laughter at that thought.

"Spencer! I'm serious!"

"Mom, statistically speaking, white heterosexual males rape more women that lesbians do." Arthur laughed.

"She's right, Paula. Homosexuals, roughly speaking, only make up 10-20% of the population. Heterosexuals commit more henious crimes that homsexuals do. I think it's great that Spencer has another friend besides Madison."

"I don't care, Arthur." She gave him a pointed look as if to say 'don't undermine me'. "I do not want you hanging out with either of those girls!"

"MOM!"
"Paula, I think we should get to know Ashley before we make that decision." The father gave a look that spoke volumes.

"May I be excused?" Spencer never received an answer because he rparents were having a staring contest. So she just took it as a yes, left, and headed upstairs to her bedroom

"Honeyyy, I'm hooooooome." Carmen says as she entered, with a bag of McDonalds, Ashley's apartment that she frequented often. "I brought foooood!"

"In here, Carm." She barely heard Ashley holler back.

She must be in her bedroom.

Carmen walked to the back of the apartment, expecting the shorter girl to be on her computer studying or reading fanfics. However, she was shicked to find that she was tuning her guitar.

"Ashley Marie..."
"Hmm" She replied absentmindly.

"You haven't had that thing out since..." She paused, not knowing whether to continue or not.

"Elizabeth, I know." The brunette finally looked up with a smile. Carmen nearly hyperventilated.

"Who. Are. You. And what. Have you done. With. My. Best. Friend. Ashley?" She managed to squeak out.

"Chill out, Carmen." She laughs. "I'm here, I'm me."

"So what's going on? Wait... Did you run into Elizabeth?" Ashley shook her head. "Did you meet a girl?" Again, a no. "Eww, did you meet a boy?"

"CARMEN, GROSS! TOO FAR!"

"Sorry, sorry. Just asking." The other girl laughes.

"You should never ask that. Alright, I'll tell you. Promise not to get mad?"
"Why would..." Ashley interupts her.

"Just promise me." She pleaded.

"Alright, alright. I promise." Ashley gives her a look. "I promise not to get mad, yeesh."

"." She mumbled in a frantic breath.

Carmen's face went from a happy grin to a confused eyebrow to a pout in 3.5 seconds and she slumped next to Ashley on her bed. She turned to the girl before setting her jaw, crossing her arms, and giving the other girl the cold shoulder.

"Oh, come on. You promised!" Still no movement. "Carmen Nicole!" Nothing. "Pleeeaaasssee." Not even a blink. "I love you, Car." A smirk at the childhood nickname. "You're the bestest, Carrrr." A full smile. "You're my favorite, Carrrrrrr." She pouted for added effect.

"Come 'ere you!" Carmen exclaims as she pulls her friend into a hug. "You cheated. You know I resist the nickname and pout."

"I love you, Car-Bear" Ashley gleamed.

"I love you, Ashy-Bear." Carmen reciprocated the smile and the feelings.