Spencer sat on the curb by the bus entrance, the bell had rung several minutes ago and she knew she'd have to call home sooner or later to get the go ahead for dinner at the Davies' residence. Licking her lips she fiddled with the phone between her fingers, her index running over the worn out numbers which connected to her home. She briefly wondered if she should just tell Ashley no, her parents wouldn't allow it and save the minutes on her phone but knew that would be wrong, a lie and she knew she really did want to go to dinner and meet the other people in Ashley's immediate life.
"Hey dad..." she spoke up so he could hear her over the crowd of students filing out and getting on buses or heading to the parking lot, "I was wondering if I could go over to Ashley's for dinner?"
"I don't see why not. As long as you get your homework done."
"I promise it'll be the first thing we do when we arrive at her house."
This pleased her father a great deal and with a 'love you' said back and forth she hung up. Standing she shouldered her bag and went to meet Ashley at her car hoping the girl didn't take off yet thinking Spencer may be dropped off at her house later for said dinner.
But she hadn't. The blonde smiled as she saw Ashley, seat reclined, music up and windows down. Her head bobbing to the beat and her lips moving with the words. So carefree and innocent. Trying not to laugh she knocked on the window of the passenger side door making the brunette jump out of her seat.
"Geeze Spencer give a girl a heart attack why don't you." instead of coming out irritated her voice had a snappy playful banter to it, "Hope in."
Spencer quickly obliged, buckling up she stared straight ahead, "We have to do our homework right when we get there." she spoke evenly earning a groan from the other girl as she drove out of the parking lot.
The mansion seemed bigger than when her bus passed by or when her dad drove the family by on their way to church every Sunday. The grass was neatly cut, an inch in all directions, while the trees and shrubs had been cut and shaped nicely. Definilty a rich neighborhood. Probably had someone come by every other day or so to do it.
"My dad works hard on our yard. It's one of his pride and joys." Ashley rolled her eyes when she stood next to the blonde watching her stare at the yard.
"Your dad....he does all this?"
"Yeah. What you think we had some gardener that comes out?"
Spencer got a deer in head lights look and quickly shook her head, "No...I didn't think that."
"We may be rich but we're not spoiled like some may think. We like to work with our hands," Ashley winked, taking Spencer's hand in her she yanked her toward the house. Inside the door way the brunette tossed her coat missing the rack all together and did the same with Spencer's sweater, "Mom...dad...Kyla...anyone home?"
"What is with the shouting, my gosh!" An older woman clattered into the room wiping her gray hands on a dish towel, "You have eyes Ashley, use them...oh and who is this?"
"Mom this is Spencer...a friend from school. You mind if she stays for dinner?"
"I don't know. I'd like to speak with your parents," Ashley's mom stated toward Spencer who was unsure all of sudden, "I'm an old fashion kind of mom. I know when children want something they can say they talk to their parents."
"Once mom. I did that once and I was ten years old, sue me."
"I would sweetie but your money is my money so what's the point." she laughed as she tossed the towel over her shoulder and her daughter blushed a bit at the way her mom was embarrassing her, "Do you mind giving me your number?"
"Oh me...no...here," Spencer hadn't been to a friend's house in a long time and in a haste to please the mother she thrusted her phone to the woman's hands, "It's speed dial one."
Ashley had to try and stifle her laughter at that, Spencer was far cuter than she herself realized.
"Well thank you dear," the older woman cocked her brow to her daughter, a smirk threatening her lips, "I like her." she approved making Ashley blush a bit more and was so thankful that the blonde was facing her mother and not her. She clicked the dial and waited for an answer, "Yes hello my name is Christine Davies and I was just calling to check if Spencer could stay for dinner. Yes...okay...I understand and it's no problem. Okay...bye."
She hung up and gave the phone back, "Well seems your not only having dinner here you'll be staying the night."
"What?" Spencer's eyes shot open wide, "But....why?"
"Your father said that both he and your mother got called in for an emergency and your brother was away for the night and they'd prefer if you were with an adult." Spencer blushed profusely having Ashley here that her parents didn't trust her with out grown up supervision, "Oh don't worry if I knew about Ashley half the time I'd tell her friend's mothers the same thing. Can't trust that one," she playfully poked the brunette in her side where she was slightly ticklish and her body squirmed away.
"Mom!" Ashley groaned but couldn't help but smile, she loved the crazy woman non the less.
"Well why don't go do your homework while I wash up from all my pottery project and get dinner started, your father and sister will be home soon."
"Can't we do it after dinner?" Ashley whined, she may be smart but homework bored her to death.
"No, one thing I promised her father was that homework would be done before dinner. Just like at her house. Right?"
Spencer nodded before turning to Ashley, grabbing her hands swinging them back and forth, "You did promise we'd do it." she pouted.
That sentence brought on very naughty thoughts of nakedness, sheets and sweating. Forcing a smile she nodded unsure if her voice would betray her or not.
"Okay so you get started. Is there anything your allergic to Spencer or anything you don't eat?" Christine wondered as the girls walked toward the stairs.
"I can't have anything containing wheat or coconuts. Other than that I eat pretty much anything." Christine nodded and headed off.
Ashley and Spencer walked up the stairs to the brunette's bedroom, "Wow I don't think I've ever met someone who was really allergic to anything."
"It's not fun. I went to a sleep over when I was like five and the snacks were made of whole wheat cause the whole family was like on a health kick or something, ended up in the hospital for like a week." Spencer shuddered, she didn't really remember anything except the white walls and cold room and bad food. She didn't want to be there ever again.
"Well before we start our homework, thanks to you I can't wait til later, why don't you pick another card."
Spencer groaned, "Can't I do that tomorrow? We have homework and I still have to meet the rest of your family."
"You don't have to...you know...if you didn't want to come over you didn't have to."
"I have to because of my debt to you," she spoke but laid her hand on Ashley's thigh, "But I did want to come over so don't worry."
"Just pick," Ashley rolled her eyes getting up and grabbing the cards trying to not let it show what that simple touch did to her insides.
Spencer sighed but didn't say anything else and reach out picking out a card, "Five of hearts."
Nodding Ashley got the paper to go with it.
"Discuss sexual fears and turn ons with me...really...wow that isn't an awkward and embarrassing conversation."
"It doesn't have to be that kind of conversation," Ashley assured her but than again sex was always a favorite subject for the rebel, one thing she really enjoyed and excelled in but she knew Spencer wasn't like her and that was one of the things she loved. Plus seeing the girl squirm in situations like this got Ashley's lower region going.
"Right."
The two of them fell silent while pulling out their books, Spencer working on math while Ashley was reading the chapters assigned to history. It remained silent for at least five minutes, the blonde writing on her paper, erasing, than writing again with her face scrunched up and brows furrowed while the brunette pretended to read, yawned, blinked, stared at Spencer than pretended to read.
"So what turns you on?" Ashley asked with a smirk at the caught off guard look flashing across the blonde's features.
Spencer focused on her paper for a second longer before glancing up, "Normal stuff I guess."
Ashley groaned flipping a page of her history book, "Come on that is lame. And besides what you find normal others might not."
This may not have been a great encouraging speech but this was Ashley and subtle wasn't a usual thing for her not that she couldn't be.
"Okay well..." she bite her lip in thought while brushing hair behind her ear, two of Ashley's biggest turn ons which had her shifting where she sat, "I kind of like it when fingers comb through my hair." Just saying it had her blushing.
"It gets you hot when fingers comb your hair?"
"Well...um...not necessarily hot but makes me feel safe but yeah if someone does it right I guess it could...put me in the mood...I guess."
Ashley pushed her book away, "Come here," she motioned for Spencer to come up to the bed with her. But Spencer just glanced at the ground, sighing she got up grabbing her wrist and yanking her up. The blonde jerked forward but it didn't hurt and now the two laid on the soft covers.
"I need to finish my homework," Spencer started to get up but Ashley quickly moved her fingers into the blonde's hair, the tips of her fingers dragging along the scalp. Spencer shivered but was now very still on the bed, she definitely couldn't lie that it wasn't churning her stomach in very pleasant ways.
"We'll finish later. What else turns you on?"
"I'm not sure.." a moan escaped her as Ashley continued to run her fingers across her scalp, "If I should tell you."
Ashley smiled warmly down at her, "Fine...what scares you?"
Licking her lips she closed her eyes, she felt safe and warm in the room. Closed door, laying on the soft covers with Ashley's hot flesh pressed against her arm.
"I know people find insecurity a turn off...I'm afraid no one will like me cause of that."
"Spencer I like you...and your insecurity." Ashley assured.
"Yeah but you haven't spent more than a week with me. I can get bad. Usually no one can make me change my mind when I'm feeling ugly or fat or just uncoordinated with my clothes. And I have such a hard time choosing between things cause usually I want both of them but only allowed to get one and than i can't decide."
Ashley bite her cheek to stop the laughter rising but she couldn't help the smile as she watched Spencer rant with her eyes close, "Spencer....trust me you can have both choices. Plus I'm sure I can make you feel beautiful and forget all about the other stuff."
"And I'm afraid I won't be good in bed or be to shy to do stuff they want and then they'll leave me. But I guess I'm just afraid I'll be alone for the rest of my life cause I'm no good at anything remotely related to sex or you know the whole teasing and relationship touches or turning people on."
A hand clamped down on the blonde's mouth making Spencer finally open her eyes, this was when she realized Ashley was very close, their eyes staring and their noses only a few inches away. The room got heavier, tenser.
"I think I created a monster," Ashley whispered seriously earning a muffled snort of laughter behind her hand which made her smile. Removing her hand she was met with a gorgeous smile of white teeth, "You need to relax."
Spencer nodded as her smile slowly faded but not cause she was unhappy it just fell as she stared at Ashley, "What are you afraid of?"
"Pretty much everything you stated except the whole no good with sex stuff." Spencer rolled her eyes, "I know I'm good."
"Big head." This earned a smack on the stomach making Spencer to flop forward for a second, "Hey."
Ashley wiggled her brows with a smile but it faded and she got serious, "Mostly I'm afraid I'll be alone cause I can get pretty self absorbed and I'm hard headed. I've lost a lot of girlfriends cause I'd rather write music at times than hang out with them. I need space and that makes me feel like I'm going to be horrible in a relationship. Because aren't you suppose to want to be together twenty for seven and do all that overly mushy stuff, which I'm not saying is bad in like small doses."
"I don't think space is bad." Spencer whispered unsure if that was enough to assure the brunette beside her but also not knowing what else to say.
"You don't?"
Spencer shook her head, "If you spend to much time together I'd assume you'd kill each other."
Ashley laughed, "My point exactly."
"You probably just never got with any one that had any hobbies."
"Do you?"
The blonde furrowed her brows, "Do I what?"
"Have any hobbies?"
"Well yeah. I love to write stories, film things with my camera, watch movies by myself. I know that is kind of weird but it can be fun. No one around so no reason to hide what ever feeling the movie brings out, no one talking so you can be totally engrossed in the plot and characters and dialog. Painting is fun but I suck at it and will only do it with my little cousins, so yeah I can hang by myself and I have my family too."
"I love writing too...music mostly...no only music. Playing my guitar or just hanging with my friends."
"That's it?"
Ashley smiled, "I don't need a lot."
They stared motionless at each other with goofy grins but as Spencer will learn Ashley doesn't like silence whether comfortable or otherwise.
"So what turns you on?"
Spencer groaned and rolled away to sit up, "Ruin the moment."
"We were in a moment?" she joked, "Chalk it up to one of my qualities."
Rubbing her eye she thought for a moment, "How bout you go first?" she pleaded with the other girl, "Maybe I'll feel less embarrassed."
"Okay." Ashley sat next to Spencer on the bed, "I love blondes. Kisses just below my ear. Finger nails dragging up my inner thigh. When a girl tries to top me but I flip it around on them, God seeing their faces and hearing the gasps as their backs hit the wall gets me so hot. When someone does something romantic for me and not just me doing something for them. Candy, not roses cause they just wilt and have to be thrown away. Surfing together. Blue eyes. Role playing." She turned to see Spencer red faced and fiddling with her hands, "Is that enough?" the girl nodded but said nothing, "Your turn."
Ashley grabbed her hands to stop them from moving, "Well my ears are sensitive like the lobes, nibbling I guess. Honestly right?" Spencer looked at her and she nodded, "This is embarrassing but when you....I mean I like it when my hands are slowly slid up above my head and held there. I like it that someone can't keep their hands off me and knows when they can keep going even if I protest or when to stop because I really mean it. Um...dirty talk..."
"Dirty talk huh?" the brunette smirked leaning in blowing softly on Spencer's neck making her tilt her head to shield that area.
"Not like real hard dirty talk but just, I don't know how to explain it. You know what I mean?"
"I think so. You don't want someone to call you a slut or...well yeah I get it." Ashley blushed just realizing what she was saying, it didn't bother her most times but with Spencer looking at her it was harder to say.
"I guess I'm a....I think its called a bottom but it kind of turns me on sometimes to think about topping someone. Not all the time but sometimes. I haven't done to much stuff so I only know what I've sort of fantasied but I'm not sure if some of that really turns me on."
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yeah." she shrugged her shoulders, "But I wouldn't mind exploring a lot of that with you." This brought up that night in Ashley's mind and she didn't feel right not bringing it up but it also made her stomach knot up, "Um...Spencer...I need to apologize."
"What for?"
"I think you know but...that night at your....birthday party." her voice dried up and her palms began sweating. She hadn't been this nervous since walking into rehab.
Spencer shot up angrily, "You knew this whole time and your just now saying sorry!"
"What? NO!" she stood up too, "I just remembered yesterday cause of what your dad said and when Kyla asked me what I did to you."
"You just remembered?"
"Yes. I"m so sorry Spencer. I was messed up back then, drugs, alcohol, a lot of things. But even though I didn't remember who it was I knew that I had the most amazing night with a blonde and if it counts I've been looking for you in my mind and any clues to your whereabouts."
"My whereabouts. I was right here. I walked right up to you thinking that we'd be...that..." Spencer's chest tightened as she remembered the blank look Ashley gave her and the laughing of the girls drug addicted friends at the cute little girl wondering into the wrong area and Ashley giggling along as she took a drag off her cigarette.
"I know," Ashley reached out grabbing the other girl's shoulder, searching to meet her eyes, "I'm so sorry I really am."
"Spencer, Ashley, dinner is ready." Christine knocked on the door.
Spencer took a deep breath to calm her irritating irregular beating heart, "It's fine. It's in the past."
Ashley was shocked but wasn't going to question it. As soon as Spencer turned around to go out she felt like she was losing her, like even though the blonde said it was okay it wasn't, far from it. She needed to do something, prove she does like her and isn't still messing with her like back than. This fear enveloped her, she saw her life miserable without the other teenager to smile at her or talking to her.
Reaching out she spun the girl around and smashed their lips together hungrily, her hands running unconsciously through blonde strands of hair earning a deep moan which opened Spencer's mouth just enough for her tongue to dart out, across her bottom lip than into the warm cavern, wet tongue against wet tongue, moan for moan. Her heart beat flooded her ears so that was all she heard besides labored breathing.
Spencer pushed her away to gasp for air and their eyes locked. It wasn't a battle exactly but a war was being held and neither was winning. In a split second once air was held Spencer lunged at Ashley slamming her on the bed, her hands gripping her hips and her mouth colliding over and over in a frenzy. She'd forgotten how well the young teen could kiss and the intoxicating taste of her lip gloss spread sloppily over her own lips. No air was between them as Spencer ground down with her own hips keeping Ashley there but it only reminded her she was on the bottom and her hand slid slowly across Spencer's back and she flipped them in one fluid motion. Spencer's back hit the blankets causing the blonde to moan but Ashley followed right along when finger nails teased her inner thighs through her jeans.
A knock at the door made Ashley jump and fall off of Spencer and in turn the bed. Silence took over as the call of "Dinner's ready. Come downstairs." faded away leaving them staring at each other, one on the bed the other on the floor.
Than as if they were in tune laughter stirred deep down inside both of them and tears seeped out as they fell to their back laughing. After a few minutes and another shout to get their asses downstairs they calmed down.
Ashley held the door open for Spencer who told her they still needed to talk, Ashley agreed and than earned another kiss as the blonde sped downstairs leaving her staring. Shaking the grin off her face she rushed after her.
In the kitchen Ashley's father sat at the head of the table on the right and than Christine sat down at the head of the table on the left. Spencer played with the edge of her shirt nervously.
"Sit down, we don't bite." Ashley's father chuckled at his own joke.
Ashley sighed taking Spencer's hand dragging her to the table, she pulled out the chair and then pushed it in once the blonde sat down than she sat down next to her.
"Hi. I'm Kyla." she was slightly smaller than the average fourteen year but seemed much more sophisticated than an average fourteen year old. Her brown hair flowed down her shoulders and she was wearing a school girl uniform from a private school from down town.
"I'm..."
"...Spencer, I know."
This made the blonde blush.
"OH...Spencer," Ashley's father smiled winking at his daughter causing her to blush, "I'm Raife by the way."
"Hello sir."
The rest of dinner was filled with laughter and a small food fight between Kyla and Ashley. Spencer was amazed on one got in any trouble for it, considering Raife was the one who ended it by throwing mash potatoes at both girls. Spencer realized her and Glen would have been grounded for at least two months for a stunt like that but Christine just told them they'd have to clean it up after dinner. If continued with questions and jokes. Spencer realized she wouldn't mind being in this family.
Her smile faded when she realized she started picture her and Ashley getting married.
TBC...
