True story, yada yada yada. My parents are getting mad so I can't type anymore.

After Christmas, Spencer started to change.

Flashback

Spencer, Lauren, Rachel, Aubrey, and I were sitting at the usually table at lunch. We were all completely different people. Spencer was the goody two shoes. Lauren was the spunky cheerleader. Rachel was the badass punk. Aubrey was the Broadway girly girl. And I was the tomboy skater chick. It was a wonder how we all became friends.

Anyway, we were talking about the latest movie or television show. They all ignored my sighs of disbelief of their stupidity as they were completely enthralled with last night's episode of American Idol. Spencer reached to grab her water. She picked it up and started to chug it. That was a very bad move around me.

I readied myself while her eyes were closed, I picked the perfect moment, and BAM!!! I clapped my hand together on the water bottle and she was drenched. They were never mad at me when I played immature pranks on them, it just kind of came with being my friend. I rolled out of my seat laughing with tears in my eyes.

She bolted out of her seat and stood up. "FUCK!" As soon as those words left her mouth, my heart broke. My face hardened and my tears became ones of sorrow. I knew, in that moment, that my innocent, sweet Spencer Carlin was fading into someone I would come to hate.

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Things only got worse from there.

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Spencer started to curse more and more over the next few weeks and each time she did, I would inwardly cringe and I would tense up.

Then one day the unspeakable happened. Remember how she always looked like a saint and her clothes screamed, "I'm just perfectly adorable. I command you to love me". Well today, when she walked in my jaw hit the floor and I was lost for words. She walked up to me. I was sitting in a desk so she was standing above me.

"Hey Ashley."

She was wearing a REALLY tight black shirt that said 'Come to the Darkside, We have cookies" with a devil holding a tray of – you guessed it – cookies. Her jeans were tight and her midriff was exposed showing her toned stomach. She traded her sneaker for a pair of Converse. Her blonde hair was messily down and she put on darker eyeliner and eye shadow (the same stuff she's been trying to get me to wear for months but I won't go anywhere NEAR make up… it freaks me out). She was h.o.t. I couldn't even form sentences.

"He-hey. Spe-Spencer. You l-look…WOW…"

She giggled and put her hand on my shoulder. "Ashley, one day we will get you help." My cheeks were burning and she laughed again. Spencer walked away to go talk to Lauren. Her touched lingered on my shoulder. I shook my head and stared a hole in the desk. I couldn't believe it.

Spencer was changing. And I didn't want her too. I liked the old Spencer. The one who talked to me and made things better. The one who scolded me when I used a bad word or did something wrong. The one who looked like she fell from heaven not rose from the depths of hell. I wanted her back, but I couldn't control her no matter how much I wanted too. Jake, one of my oldest guy friends – we tried to date, but I dumped him cause I just didn't think it was going to work – came up to me.

"Ashley… Is that SPENCER?!? You have to introduce me."


I looked at him quizzically. "Dude. You know her already."

"Yeah, but I know Church Spencer. I wanna know THAT Spencer."

That got me mad. "She's still the same person, damn it! She's still the same!! And if you want me to be your wing chick, forget it man! I don't work for anybody!"

"Geez, Ash, chill." He was freaked. So was I.

"Chill!! YOU WANT ME TO 'CHILL'. THAT WOULD BE SO MUCH EASIER WITHOUT YOUR UGLY ASS FACE AROUND ME!!!" I was pissed and he wasn't making it better ogling Spencer.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"You! You're my problem!" I swung at him, but he ducked and the punch missed him. I jumped at him, but Sarah held me back. Good ole' Sarah always saving me from fights. We didn't hang out as much as we used to but we keep in touch. Sarah and Jake were always protecting me. I kept struggling against her she pulled me in and hugged me. I hugged her as hard as I could and started to cry. Jake came up and patted me on the back, trying to comfort me. Over Sarah's shoulder, I saw Spencer. She glanced at me and then turned back to her conversation. That hurt more than anything. More than her changing.

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I still regret lashing out at Jake. I never meant to. And if you can believe it, things got EVEN worse with her…

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"Damn it! Spencer! You broke my concentration!" I screamed at her jokingly.

We were in the library with Aubrey and Emily working on art projects. Emily was the only person that knew about my crush. My non-gay crush. She transferred late into school and guess what!?! She was gay and had a girlfriend who I hated. Donna, one of my many enemies at school.

"Aww… are you mad?" Spencer replied in an equally joking manner. Aubrey and Emily went back to art to get paints and it was just me and Spencer alone in the library. When ever Spencer was with a group of people, she was a different person. She was the person I hated, but yet I didn't because MY Spencer was still in there, just deep down. When Spencer was alone with me, she was the Spencer I liked. She was just the same as before. Except minimal cussing and still dressed like she came from hell. A very hot version of the devil.

"Yes. Now I'm going to take your pencil." I paused to grab it. "and you will fail for the very first time in your life and I will watch while you cry and laugh." She knew I would never actually do that. She always made straight A's as did I.

"Please."

"No, you were mean."

"Please."

"No."

At this point Aubrey and Emily came back.

"Hey what's going on?" Emily said noticing the glare/pleading looks.

We ignored them.

"Ashley, please?" then she pouted. Oh god, that pout could break even the strongest, most cruel of human kind. If anyone asks, I would pick that as the moment I fell for Spencer Carlin. I, Ashley Davies, the girl who didn't care about what the world thought of her, was controlled by a girl. A small town, blonde, charming girl.

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