Author's Note:

It's going to be really short, guys. I want to do a quick update so it won't be long at all.

Here's the next chapter.

By the way, that whole section in italics is a flashback

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Chapter Seven

From Where I'm Standing

Ashley bit her lip, scared to go back into her house. It was almost 12 in the morning. Yeah, sure, she told Brooke that she was going to be late and called her as soon as she left the Carlin residence, so getting yelled at was not the problem for her. It's not like she would've cared anyway because Brooke's definition of getting yelled at was lecturing her, and sometimes the brunette needed to hear it. So that was not the case at all. She was scared to go into the house because she was going to get ambushed by her sister and cousin for her to dish why she was coming home late and why when Kyla called she was so out of breath.

She gulped and got out of the car, quietly closing the door and stood next to her car, looking up at the sky. "God, please let them be sleeping, please. I won't have sex for a week," she said softly and then walked to her front door. She tried to sneak in, but Kyla and Brooke were on the couch with smirks on their faces. Damn you, God, damn you. (if anybody is like offended because of that, I'm sorry)

It wasn't quite how Ashley imagined it would be. They didn't jump up and strangle her for some answers, but the way they were looking at her was sorta creepy and she kind of wanted her and Spencer's relationship behind closed doors for a little because for awhile, it being quiet and not talked about, it's fun and cute. It's something only of the two of them know. But that's only for awhile.

"So, it's midnight," Brooke started, her arm crossed in front of her chest, the smirk still plastered on her face. "Did you get laid?"

"No!" Ashley yelled but then got sharp looks from both of her family members, pointing upstairs to October's room. She walked over to them and sat on the coffee table across from the couch the other two were sitting on. "We… we just talked for awhile. At first we watched a few movies, and then maybe kissed a few times, more than a few, whatever. And then when her mom got home I pretended to leave, gave you a call which you didn't pick up," she said referring to Brooke.

"I got the message," the oldest brunette said with a nod.

"And then we just talked in her closet."

"In her closet?" Kyla asked, stifling a laugh.

Ashley gave her a pointed look. "Yes, in her closet."

"Did you do it in her closet?" Brooke smacked Kyla upside the head.

"Thank you, my dear cousin," Ashley said with a smile.

"My pleasure."

"Ow," Kyla said, holding the back of her head.

"So, you guys kissed?" Brooke asked, leaning back on the couch. Ashley just slowly nodded, not knowing at all why Brooke was asking this. "Who kissed who for the first one?"

Ashley thought about it and then shrugged. "It just happened. The other times it was a mix," she said with a nod.

"Tell us everything," Kyla said, it almost scared Ashley the way she said it, like she desperate to know. Ashley sighed and then explained, but didn't start with their first kiss, she wanted to keep that between her and Spencer, and so she started after that.

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Ashley had no idea she had fallen asleep, but when she woke up, Spencer wasn't there. She looked at the clock and saw that she wasn't sleeping long, maybe thirty minutes. She rubbed her eyes and stretched before calling out for Spencer.

"Up here!" she heard Spencer's voice say from upstairs. Ashley rose from the couch and walked up there. She walked passed rooms until she found Spencer in one that she guessed was her room. It looked cozy, it was sorta pink though. Ashley didn't hate pink, she wore it every once in awhile, but there was such thing as too much pink and Spencer was right on the line.


She found Spencer on the computer, in her Myspace accepting a few request and checking some comments. Ashley smiled when she saw that she had made onto the girl's top, number two actually. Number one was some chick named Kimberly.

"I didn't want to wake you so I occupied myself with the internet," she said, clicking on her comments and looking through them.

Ashley couldn't help but read the comments as she scrolled down, but replied as she did. "I bet you were looking at porn."

"You caught me," the blonde said, a smile appearing on her lips as her attention was still on the computer.

Ashley turned her attention so Spencer's face, her lips to be specific. She was yearning to feel them on her own again, and by the way Spencer was trying to focus on Myspace, so did she.

After answering back somebody, she turned to Ashley who caught her lips right then and there. Spencer had been surprised, but instantly kissed back, grabbing Ashley by her hips and bringing her closer, to the point where Ashley was sitting on her. The blonde traced Ashley's lips with her tongue, begging her for permission to enter which was granted and the two's tongue's battled for control which Ashley let Spencer win.

They had stayed like that until they had to gasp for air when they parted, but their bodies did not move and their lips were still inches from each other.

Though Ashley was out of breath, she still needed her lips on Spencer, anywhere, just on her. So she started kissing her jaw line and then down to her pulse point where she started to very lightly nibble, suck and lick. She made sure she didn't leave a mark, knowing her parents were kind of strict and if that was found, it would've end so well, so she moved her lips to different parts of her neck. When she heard a moan, she knew that was one of her weak spots and kept a note of it. Her lips ventured up near her ear. She kissed below it before lightly biting the blonde's earlobe. When she earned a moan from just that, she teased her by lightly running her on it. She saw the blonde bit her lip to hold back a moan and smiled, letting go to kiss back down.

"Spencer?" a male voice called, but it wasn't her father's. Ashley jumped out of Spencer's lap and onto the bed. Spencer acted like she had been on Myspace the whole time. Ashley gave the girl kudos because she was more together then she was.

"What Glen?" she said in an irritated voice. A blonde boy appeared at the door and leaned against the door frame.

"I heard you were hanging with that d-," his attention turned to the brunette on the bed who was giving him a glare.

"Glen, get out," Spencer said, getting up from the computer chair and pushed her brother out the door.


"I was going to say dyke that was hot?" he said, trying to save himself from the death glare that he was receiving from Ashley. The brunette just rolled her eyes and laid on the bed.

After Spencer got Glen out of the room she laid on the bed next to Ashley. "Sorry about him. He isn't a homophobe, he actually knows about me and knows I like you so he was just going to joke around with it. He's a good brother, he just shows it in a way you wouldn't understand," she tried to reason.

Ashley looked over at her and shook her head. "I don't care, really. You don't have to be sorry. And trust me, I know about the sibling thing. Most people think me and Kyla hate each other, but that's not the case," she said and put her hand over the blonde's. She smiled a little and Spencer leaned in for a small and short, lip to lip kiss.

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Kyla looked at her sister, expecting more. "Okay, that doesn't fill to midnight. I mean, you didn't even get to the closet part," she said, disappointed.

Ashley rolled her eyes. "One, I don't have to fill you guys on everything, okay? I chose to tell you some of it, never expect the full amount. And two, it really isn't anything you'd see interesting. It was memories and things we use to do when we were little and favorite colors. Corny stuff," she said with a shrug. But I loved that conversation, she thought, almost smiling but held it in.

Kyla huffed a little crossed her arms. "Not fair."

Brooke just shrugged. "That's enough for me. Unlike some people," she looked at Kyla who stuck her tongue out at her. "I know the meaning of a wanting to keep some stuff to yourself, it makes the relationship fun and great and that's how you love them, because you're the only one in the world who knows that stuff," the oldest brunette said and got up from the couch.

Ashley looked at her like she was God. "That's exactly how I feel and want it to be. Thank you for understanding," she said with a smile.

She just smiled. "Well, I'm off to bed, it's sort of late, night," she said and made her way upstairs, leaving the two sisters down there.

"You're probably about to go call her, aren't you?" Kyla said, reading Ashley like an open book, which Kyla did easily.

Ashley glared at Kyla and then thought about lying to her. "No, I'm not, I'm just going to bed, maybe I'll study or something…" Okay that was the worse lie you ever made, and that's saying a lot.

"Yeah, uh huh, okay," she said and then ran upstairs. "Night," she called before she went into her room.

Ashley slowly went upstairs, thinking about everything that had happened that day and how it was so great. She just dreaded telling Haley and Rae, and if that was lie bad, it was going to get worse when he two best friends ambush her.

When she arrived to her, she took a quick shower and then grabbed her pajamas which was a tank top and some short boxer briefs that she stole from Aiden in 8th grade. She then walked to October's room quietly opening up the door and saw her little angel sleeping silently. She crept in and sat on the bed. She rubbed the little girl's cheek and then bent down to kiss her on the forehead. "You have no idea how much I love you, little girl," she whispered and then kissed her on her cheek this time. She walked out of the room and silently shut the door before venturing back to her room and grabbing her cell phone. She went to her contact lists and then laughed at herself, she never got the blonde's number.

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Author's Note:

I thought it'd be funny to leave it on that note.

Sorry I haven't updated but I've been busy.


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-Nikki