Thanks for the comments, I enjoy them. keep em commin. I have more to bear. 3
-panicatthemonie..
now on the chap 7 (Which i KNOW you will like) deja vu...
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Spencer's POV
After that little unexpected make out session, I really couldn't sleep. Mostly from being excited that she didn't flip and kissed me back. The rest from being.. well you know.
So like every night, (Gosh, going to UCLA has really messed up my sleep) I go to the library. For the past 3 months, I must've learned so much from the dictionaries and encyclopedias I've been reading.
I'm in the middle of looking at the word "discombobulated"- which means "Throughly disoriented or confused; mentally fractured.
I spurt out a laugh considering this pretty much explains my life right now. I'm "discombobulated" about me and my feelings for Ashley. Don't get me wrong, I like her ALOT. She's smart, beautiful, sexy, funny, everything I could possibly want, but in a guy.
It's a little new. So I guess I'll just go with the flow. I'm not sure if she feels the same about me, or what's her experience with girls, but if she's willing, I'm in.
All this thinking, and I lost focus in the dictionary. All I could think about was running to Ashley's door and... There I go again. I flip the pages to find another word. "Brio"-"Enthsiastic vigor,liveliness.
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Ashley's POV
Spencer's scent is still in my shirt. I haven't been able to take it off. I laid in my bed for a least an hour before I realized I couldn't go to sleep. So I went to my favorite overnight place: The library. I wondered around a little bit until I saw Spencer in the stacks, next to her a pile of books. Whoa, totally deja vu.. I was never able to finish that dream..
I debate in my mind for at least 15 minutes whether or not I wanted to disturb her. Honestly I wanted to do more that... Nevermind the perv in my brain. I wanted to know what was going thru her mind. If I freaked her out. Or did she regret kissing me, because I didn't.
I look at my watch.. Damn. It's 2:33. No wonder it's really quiet in here. It's basically a ghost-town around here, except Jake, the overnight librarian, who slept the whole night.
So finally I say fuck it and walked up behind her. I tap her back and she jumped up like she was in Saw 55 or somethin.
"SHIT ASH. You scared the crap outta me." I can tell by her expression she was highly shaken, but I still couldn't help but laugh.
"Sorry. I forgot this was a library and it's like 2:30 in the morning." I said still laughing.
"What are you doing here?" She asked finally calming down. "Couldn't sleep." I quickly answered. She looked into my eyes. "Me neither." She bit her lower lip. I licked mine..
It was like we were magnets, because that fast we found ourselves against the wall, our lips pressed.
I couldn't help but think how good she smelled and the taste of her vanilla ice cream lipgloss. It turned me on. I didn't want to stop.
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Spencer's POV
Rushing up to my room to finish what we started, we couldn't stop kissing. In the library, the courtyard, the elevator, the hallway...
Once I was able to open the door, we settled onto the bed, with her on top staddling me still kissing.
"Ash... you're such a brio..." What the fuck was I thinking. She stopped at my neck. "What the hell?" She started laughing. "Whenever I'm with you, I can't go to sleep after we part. So me and Webster made friends." I blushed from the embarrassment.
She was talking in between kisses around my neck. "Well.. Britanica and I... I can tell you all about... the cold war..." "Shut up!" "ok." I guess I can be bossy sometimes. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------