AN: I couldn't sleep. Decided to continue writing this fic. It's been a while I guess, sorry bout that. I don't know why but I could only write during early shifts of AM. Yeah, hell of a problem for me when writing academical essays. T.T
Spencer bit the corner of her bottom lip. "Ehmm... I'm-I'm sorry...Believe me, I didn't want to-"
"Yeah, I think my teachers do so too..."
A grin spread across Spencer's face. "I-I didn't want to yell."
"Ahhhh..." Ashley smiled back.
"I was just wondering... What's your first impression of me?" asked Spencer coyly.
Ashley scoffed. "Actually, when I first saw you, I thought you were a bit - rude. I mean, I dunno if you've sold your soul and the devil made you to be there or something but I was in the auditorium – onstage - singing. You know, from up there you could see everything and everyone. Or maybe not – cause of all the lights – but still, you were just there, texting the entire time."
Spencer tried to reminisce.
"Hey, I was really close into changing the lyrics to - You, at the back there, if you don't like my singing, get lost somewhere else."
"Wow, you're mad at that? Ash, half the kids in auditoriums doesn't really pay attention."
"I know but it wasn't just like that. You were like insulting me. You're like this president of Too-Beautiful-To-Listen-To-This-Crap club."
"That's not true." Spencer snickered. "And I was expecting your answer would be in the timeline of Jackie's party but you went past that." Spencer grinned and took her phone.
"See, you're doing it again!"
Spencer shushed Ashley. "Hold on."
Ashley rolled her eyes dramatically as Spencer continued to push buttons on her phone.
Impatiently, Ashley propped her head with a pillow. "Don't bother to wake me up when you're done."
"I didn't know you're such a drama queen."
"Well, you've awakened the drama queen within."
"Isn't that from Buffy The Vampire Slayer?"
"No, she's the prom queen, I'm the drama queen," Ashley retorted. She turned to her side and pretended to sleep.
"Ashley…" Spencer called out, poking Ashley's exposed arm. "Ashley…"
"You're incapable of listening, aren't you?" said Ashley turning her head towards Spencer.
"Behold!" Spencer paraded her phone to Ashley's face.
I'm looking for attention
Not another question
Should you stay or should you go?
Well, if you don't have the answer
Why are you still standin' here?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Just walk away
Just walk away
Just walk away
"You were taking a vid of me?"
"Actually if you did change the lyrics it's not that bad."
Ashley enthusiastically grinned. "You were taking a vid of me."
"I cleared up my name, get over it already."
"Okay, question: why were you taking a vid of me?" Ashley asked amusedly.
"What part of get over it don't you understand? Is it everything?"
Ashley laughed. "Do you want me to find you a white flag?"
Spencer stuck out her tongue.
"Fine, I'll rephrase my question. How many times have you watched that video?"
Spencer pulled her eyebrows together.
"Once? Twice? Thrice?" Ashley started to mumble. "…ice this week?" Ashley crookedly smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. If that makes you happy."
AN: I know it's kinda short, sorry but I'm getting sleepy. Well actually no, I heard the maid's footsteps. If she caught me still awake at 5 in the morning, she'll rat me out to my dad. AGAIN.
