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Spencer's PoV
-2.2- Pandora
A couple of weeks had passed by and I was completely exhausted. Between hockey, school, spending time with Aiden and falling for Ashley, I needed time to relax.
"Kyla, what are you doing?" I asked my best friend as she rummaged through my closet.
"I am just looking for that shirt you wore last week at the Pep Rally." She blew hair out of her eyes and turned to look at my questioning look.
"Why do you want that shirt?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Cause you get all the fucking attention with it on, I want some attention too, you know," she pouted and sighed. She joined me on my bed as I had my laptop in front of me. "What are you doing?" she asked, peeking over my shoulder.
I closed the window quickly and smiled at her. "Nothing, how about we go out tonight? It's Friday and I don't feel like staying in all night."
Kyla shrugged and stood up. "Okay fine, but you're driving in this icy weather." She went back towards my closet and started her search again.
I glanced at the brunette huffing and puffing in my closet before opening the window back up on my laptop.
UrHockeyFan: Carlin? Are you with me?
I stared at the chat screen and smirked.
IcePunkInPink: Yes, sorry. Listen, Kyla and I are heading out tonight. I'm not sure where but if you're interested in joining us, you're more than welcome.
UrHockeyFan: Cool. Count me in.
I grinned at the screen. "Who's that?" Kyla said from behind me and I jumped a bit. I thought she was still digging in my closet.
"Ashley," I said calmly and leaned back on my pillows, "I invited her with us tonight, is that cool?"
Kyla nodded her head slowly and looked me up suspiciously. "Sure, that's fine. Is Aiden coming?"
I laughed slightly. "Uh, no. With this new double season thing, he's finding it hard to take some time out for himself. I think he wants to be with his buds tonight." I quickly typed to Ashley that we'd pick her up within the hour and logged off.
"So has Ashley always been a hockey fan?" Kyla asked sitting down.
I got up and went towards my closet; it was my turn to find something to wear. "I would assume so," I shrugged and took off my shirt, rummaging through my closet, "why?"
Kyla rolled her eyes as if I would know what she talking about. "She's always around."
I looked up at her with a quirked eyebrow. "Jealous?"
Kyla laughed at me and quickly shook her head. "No, I'm just saying that Ashley's been around you a lot, well us a lot. Okay!" She jumped off the bed, giving me a guilty look. "I'm a little jealous, what if she takes over my best friend status?"
I laughed. "Ky, we've been best friend since our diaper age. Ashley and I are friends, plus she is Aiden's cousin. I'm helping out," I pulled on a tight white low cut shirt and grabbed my favourite belt.
"You look hot!" Kyla whistled at me, and then she frowned, "I thought you said Aiden wasn't coming?"
"He's not," I shrugged and grabbed my brush, raking it through my long blonde hair. I couldn't tell her I was secretly hoping I'd get more of Ashley's attention. Made me wonder what Kyla would say if I told her I was having feelings for another girl.
"I tell you Spence, you really enjoy the attention." Kyla smarted off as I shot her a dirty look. "Seriously, lately you've been really dressing up and making yourself really hot, if I were a lesbian, I'd be so checking you out."
I laughed with Kyla but secretly swallowed hard. Was I being that obvious? I guess stealth and subtle were not my thing. "Well whenever I'm out, I'm either in school or in my hockey gear," I looked down at my chest, "the girls need to breathe a little, you know?" I quirked a teasing eyebrow as Kyla giggled and threw a pillow at me.
"Girls?" My mom poked her head through the door and smiled. "Going out?"
I smiled and rolled my eyes, as if she cared. Luckily Kyla answered first before I said something I'd regret.
"Yes Mrs. Carlin, we're heading out for a bit," she sucked up to my parents whenever she got the chance, "you don't mind, do you?"
Her laughter was nothing but nails on a scratch board to me. "Of course not," she looked at me with the sickest sweetest smile, "just be careful, the roads are icy."
"We will mom," I sighed and exhaled as she shut the door. "God she drives me crazy!"
Kyla looked at me like I had five heads. "She wasn't even being mean to you, Spencer!"
"I know!" I made a disgusted face, "that's the problem, she just doesn't care enough to be mean."
"Most teenagers would kill to have parents like yours," Kyla scoffed and turned back to the mirror, "we all know how my parents are."
I raised an eyebrow and nodded. Kyla's parents were hardcore Catholic. She had to attend Church every Sunday and the odd Saturday nights. It made it difficult for her to spend the nights on a Saturday and I wouldn't be caught dead in a Church. Nothing against those who believed in that, but it was just not me. Kyla had to hide her relationship with her last boyfriend because she was afraid they'd be able to tell she had premarital sex. And then there was me, I was the worst influence on their daughter's life because Aiden and I hadn't hid the fact that we were physical. Yet, they still allowed her to come over and she was only allowed to spend the nights that my parents were home.
"Okay, so I wouldn't want your parents, but still, it's just how I feel about my life," I finished putting on some lip gloss and smacked my lips together. I snorted when I thought about how her parents would react when they found out the impure thoughts I was having about other women.
Once we were all ready to go, I warmed up my vehicle and we were off to Ashley's house…Aiden's house. It took me a while to correct myself on that little mishap. I was still doing it though.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and was about to get out my vehicle when Kyla grabbed my arm. "What?" I looked at her confused.
"Just honk the horn!" Kyla remarked, looking at me like I was stupid.
I shook my head and proceeded to get out. "I told her I'd knock," I bit my lip as the next words that fell from my lips were a lie, "plus I want to see if Aiden left yet." I knew that'd wipe the look of Kyla's face a replace it with a smirk. She nodded as if she were giving me permission to go. I walked up the path and smoothed my winter coat and adjusted my scarf. I rang the doorbell and was greet with the most brilliant smile and dark gorgeous eyes. "Hey you," my voice dropped a bit lower than I intended but I noticed it only made her grin more.
"Carlin." Her breathy, husky voice sent little shockwaves through me. "Who knew you'd made winter wear look so damn good."
I blushed but shrugged. "I've had this coat for a couple of years, it's probably out of date." We shared a laugh as she invited me in.
"Well you still look good," Ashley smiled softly at me as she pulled her own coat on. I guess she noticed me looking over her shoulder, seeing if my boyfriend was in sight. Not because I wanted to see him, but because if she kept flirting the way she did, I'd have to push her up against the door and kiss the hell out of her. "He's upstairs," her voice broke my thoughts, "did you want me to get him?" I noticed the look of disappointment on her face.
I smiled and shook my head. "Nope, tonight is girls night," I opened the door as she stepped out in front of me. I noticed that full blown smile appear back on her face as she stepped outside first.
"Hey Kyla," Ashley said as she hoped into the back seat.
"Hey Ash, you look good," Kyla grinned and gave the girl a high five. I was glad these two got along. "I bet that all the guys tell you that."
I heard Ashley laugh as we made eye contact in the review mirror. I raised an eyebrow at her with a smirk as she stuck out her tongue. I knew she liked girls. Or was she just being overly friendly to me? My inner self shrugged as I decided to enjoy the night with my two favourite girls.
"All the guys do tell me that," Ashley spoke with a cocky tone.
Kyla smirked and faced forward again. "Someone's a little high on themselves, eh?"
I snorted and shot Kyla a snicker. We laughed as Ashley slumped in the back seat, almost pouting. I say almost because I knew she knew how hot she looked. That woman could pull anything off and make it look trendy.
"Any good clubs here?" Ashley asked, her eyes looking at me through the mirror.
"Well there's this club across town. It's for underage students but it's just as crazy," I offered to her and looked at Kyla, "is that okay with you?"
"Hey, as long as a guy picks me up, I'm game," Kyla laughed.
I shook my head and looked back at Ashley once again, "don't mind her, she seriously needs to get laid."
Ashley smirked and licked her lips, her eyes burning into mine for a brief second, "well she's not the only one. Not all of us have someone there for those needs like you, Carlin."
Kyla laughed and reached back, giving the brunette another high five. "Nice."
I shook my head but remained quiet. I didn't even have a comeback for that. I could still feel her eyes on my and immediately felt my skin grow hot. That's when I felt it. Fingers trailing up my left side. They were hidden from Kyla's view and even though I was wearing a coat, I could feel the faint pressure as they made a trail back down before disappearing.
"So Carlin, you're a very hot woman, could you score us some fun for a night?" Ashley asked innocently as she squeezed my side once more. I bit my lip, jumping slightly but luckily no one noticed.
Get it together, Carlin. You have boyfriend. Boyfriend. Aiden – boyfriend. Ashley's cousin. I figured beating the word 'boyfriend' in my brain would make the fact that I was seriously crushing on Ashley, go away.
"Spence?" Kyla waved tugged on my jacket, bring me back to my thoughts. "Where'd you go?" She smirked.
"I uh, sorry, I spaced," I blushed and turned the corner, towards the centre of the city. "I'm not a single woman and besides, if I'm as hot as you say I am, how would that help the two of you get the guys that are checking me out?" I quirked an eyebrow and received silence. Ha. Thought so.
"Doesn't matter," Ashley sighed. I felt her lean forward to my left as her breathe washed over the side my neck. I clutched the steering wheel tightly and tried to stay focused, "I don't like boys and berries anyway. I'd much rather have a hot blonde with killer blues eyes and legs, to go." She whispered so faintly and hotly in my ear that the hairs literally stood up on the back of my neck and arms.
"Spencer?" Kyla tugged my jacket again as I cleared my throat. She was completely oblivious to everything that just happened. "Spence, are you sure you're okay?"
"Yea Carlin, are you okay?" Ashley had a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
I cleared my throat and nodded. "Peachy," I turned down a street and carefully manoeuvred my vehicle into a parking spot. "We're here!" I was happy to get out into the cold air and cool off. Aiden had never made me feel the way Ashley was. She set my whole body on fire with want and need. She gave me these heart flips that I've never experienced before either. Of course my mind being dirty, it made me wonder if I actually ever had a real orgasm before. How would Ashley do me? I chuckled to myself as we made our way to the building of the club 'Huckles'.
Kyla and Ashley shared a look with each other as laughed at my inner thoughts.
"What? Don't look at me, she's your best friend," I heard Ashley laugh behind me. Didn't matter, I was still lost in my pervy mind. How would an orgasm feel when it came to Ashley touching me? I bit my lip and chastised myself.
BOYFRIEND!
I smacked my head lightly as we walked into the crowded club full of teenagers ranging between the ages of 16-20. You had to show some sort of I.D. still and luckily, student I.D.'s work seeing as Ashley forgot everything but her student I.D. back at her house.
"I'm going to grab a table," Kyla shouted through the music. I nodded and asked her if she wanted a drink. A coke. Go figure. I was a Dr. Pepper freak.
"Is everything okay?" Ashley asked me once we were alone. "You know I'm just messing with you," she apologized. I assumed she meant the teasing back in the vehicle.
I looked at her and smiled. "I know and it's okay," I looked at her and she had a look that wasn't convinced, "Really Davies, I'm perfectly fine! Did you want anything to drink?"
Ashley nodded. "Do you dance?" She asked out of nowhere. I looked scared and she laughed at me, grabbing my hand, giving it a squeeze. "Let me guess, you're the girl who dances only when she's drinking, right?"
I licked my lips and blushed, nodding slightly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm so not new to parties and hangovers, but the dancing sober thing, just doesn't work with me."
She laughed and squeezed our hands together, but refused to let go. I looked down slightly and noticed how perfect they fit together. She noticed me looking and figured I was uncomfortable but as she tried to pull away, I tugged her closer and sighed, smiling. It was me who wouldn't let go this time. Her hands were so soft. We shared an intimate smile. It was a new smile and it gave me giant butterflies in my stomach. They only grew when I felt her thumb brush lightly over the back of my hand. I looked at her but she was looking over at the dance floor. I could see her eyes light up every time the beat would pick up and I knew I couldn't deny her unspoken request.
We managed to fight through the crowd without spilling our drinks and found Kyla at the table, talking with a few guys that surrounded her. She gave me a cheeseball smile as she continued flirting with the blonde on her right.
Ashley was getting checked out by the other brunette on Kyla's left. She shifted away from him and looked at me, almost pleading to rescue her. I laughed and stepped forward, ignoring another dark haired guy who tried to dance with me. I grabbed Ashley's hand and tugged her towards me. We laughed as she tripped into my arms and straightened out. "So, would you like to dance?" I asked, burying my shy issues.
Ashley looked at me with a wide smile and squealed. It took her .2 seconds to drag me on the dance floor as she moved her body to the music. I, on the other hand, found no rhythm in me.
At first.
It wasn't until I felt a pair of hands on my hips, guiding me. I noticed Ashley staring at me as we swayed to the music. I found out that I could dance. As long as I had someone to dance with. I wrapped my arms loosely around her shoulders as we dipped our hips low to the sultry seductive music that was blaring. I wasn't even aware of the crowd we were drawing.
I felt her grip my hips tighter to her as she sunk lower, her mouth washing across my neck, down my chest, to my stomach and back up. Her eyes were darker as were mine. She parted my legs with her own and rolled our hips together. Her breasts against my own, grinding into the ache deepening between my legs. Oh Jesus, I was about to die. Or come right on the dance floor.
"You," she pressed her lips against my ear, breathing slightly heavy, "look really fucking good in this top," her fingers snuck under the hem, caressing my lower back and I felt submissive. I felt like she had every control of my body and more importantly, I wanted her too.
"Ash," I moaned softly against her cheek as we slowly starting to part. I heard her groan at the sound of her name from my lips. The music that was pulsating through our teenaged hormonal bodies, dissipated.
"You really know how to get a woman worked up," Ashley breathed as we stepped back even further apart. She grabbed my hand and bowed towards the onlookers and stopped as her eyes landed on two in particular. Kyla and-
"Aiden!" I finally found my voice.
Oh shit. Boyfriend.
I. Was. Fucked.
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