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Chapter 4 – Skipping School

Ashley and I hung out every weekend for the next month. My feelings for her have not decreased, if anything they increased. I felt so happy whenever I was around her and I could be myself. I still resist the urge to kiss or touch her. I was in pain emotionally. Whenever Ashley dropped me home I was sometimes so turned on by the heated atmosphere that we created I had to relieve myself. I would always peak thinking of Ashley and moaning her name as I came down from my high.

Ashley then began a ritual at night. We called each other just as we were getting ready for bed. I liked this as it meant her voice was the last one I heard each day and I usually dreamt about her. The only thing is I never woke up with her next to me.

It's a Tuesday morning and I'm getting ready for school. Today Ashley is picking me up. Usually Clay and Glen, my brothers, would give me a lift – but I couldn't resist when Ashley offered. She told me that she had something important to tell me that couldn't be said at school. I figured that if she had to tell me something important then I should do the same. Today I was going to tell Ashley about the feelings I've had toward her for so long. I know it may wreck our friendship. She would either walk out of my life, stay in it as a friend and support my new lifestyle as being a lesbian – well… once I told everyone of course – but I'll tell Ashley first… being my best friend and all; or we could become more than friends. I was hoping for the 3rd option and hating the 1st.

I walk downstairs and head for the front door. Of course my mum stops me and confronts me about my outfit.

"Hey Spence. You look really nice today. You are going to school today aren't you?"

"Yes mum. Can't I look nice for school?"

"There must be a boy at school that you want to impress." She winked and smiled at me and turned back to the kitchen.

No mum, I thought to myself, not a boy, but a girl. I smile as I left the house.

I didn't notice that I did get dressed up really nice until I looked down at what I was wearing.

I was wearing my white mini skirt and blue singlet top. Yes it's true; I always want to dress well for Ashley – subconsciously maybe but all the same.

As I closed the front door, I turn and see Ashley's porche waiting on the street and Ashley turned to give me a smile which sent butterflies into my stomach. I smiled back and walked toward her. I opened the door and got in. As we drove away my phone started to ring. I desperately tried to answer before my new ringtone was recognised by Ashley. Too late. She looked at me and smirked. I blushed as I answered the phone.

"What Glen!?" I hissed. Far out I just left the house what could he want?

"Are you getting a lift home from school with us today?"

"No, I'm going to Ashley's." Well that was the original plan; hopefully it still happens, depending on her reaction to my confession later. "By the way, couldn't you have asked at school?"

"Yes, but mum wanted to know too. Bye." He hung up.

I closed my phone and stared at my hands waiting for Ashley to question my ringtone. After about 2 minutes, she decided to ask.

"Soo…. You ringtone. Was it really me singing 'Hold On'?

"Yes."I said quietly.

"Really Spence."

"Well you are Raife Davies daughter and you singing that tribute for him is beautiful. You have an amazing voice." I say knowing that this is part true. She does have an amazing voice, but I needed to hear her voice and what better way to do that whenever someone rings. Ashley has sung to me before, well okay, in a crowd, but so what? She took my breath away and continues to do so whenever someone rings.

"Spencer. I'm not taking you to school today. Is that okay?" She asked me seriously.

"Yes. You said you need to tell me something that you can't at school. I need to tell you something too."

"Yes Spence. You need to tell me something too? Okay that works out great." She flashed a smile at me.

I picked up my phone and dialled my mum' number.

"Mum?" I said as soon as she answered.

"Spencer? Is everything okay?" She asked.

"Not really. Ashley just had a major breakdown after a fight with her mum and she needs to go to the counsellor and I'm going with her for moral support okay?" I say as I try to hold back a smile.

"Spence, you're a good friend, but do you really need to go with her? What about school work?"

"Mum, Ash is my best friend. I can't leave her the way she is." I lowered my voice dramatically as I said the next part. "She may harm herself. You know what I mean; you see it all the time." I flash a smile at Ashley, who is smiling and also holding back a laugh. "Plus, I'll get the work from Kyla, you know, Ashley's sister. I'm seeing her this afternoon." I say, surprised at myself that I have everything already covered.

"Okay Spencer. But be careful. I love you." She said.

"Bye mum. Love you too." I hung up and Ashley and I burst into laughter.

"I can't believe she bought that!" I say when we settle down.

"Me either. Well done Spencer Carlin."

"So Ash, where are we going?" I said seriously.

"You'll see Miss Carlin." As she said this she shifted in her seat and her skirt rode up a bit and revealed more of her tanned thigh.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning. She must have seen me in the corner of her eye as she smirked.

My hand was twitching to touch her. I lean my hand across and lay my hand on her thigh.

"Spence!" Ashley whines warning me. She tries to focus on the road.

"Yes Ashley?" I ask innocently.

She discreetly rides her skirt up her thigh a little more allowing me better access.

My fingers travel further upward and as I reach my destination, both our breathes hitch.

"Spencer, we are here!" Ashley grins at me and she parks the car.

"Huh?" I shake myself once and look over at her.

Wow! Was I really fantasising about touching Ashley the whole way?

I must have because her skirt was the same length on her leg as it was when she picked me up.

As I get out of the car I take a deep breath. This is it. The moment of truth.

Ashley Davies, what have you done to me?