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"A-Aiden! Stop fucking cheating!"

Aiden cackled loudly to himself as he answered, "It's not cheating, Ashley! Stop being such a sore loser."

Ashley's eyebrows arched perfectly on her forehead as she growled from across the benched table. "When you hit me with that stupid blue shell when I'm about to win, yeah, that's cheating. Ass."

She slammed her delicate fist down on the table as her virtual character flipped in the air only a few inches away from crossing the finish line, letting Aiden's ecstatic Mario run in to win the game.

"Aww, Ash, just became I beat you every single time doesn't mean I'm cheating."

Her face scrunched in annoyance as she watched his smug eyebrow arch. "Thank you so much for that clarification. I think my brain just leaked."

He didn't respond but instead chuckled lightly while shaking his head. Spencer sat with her legs up on the bench, crossed Indian style, as she watched them play against each other with their Nintendo DS. Currently, as she counted, in the ten games they played…Aiden won all ten with Ashley protesting about cheating and the wind in her eyes and her thumbs being sore from playing so much.

"You shouldn't have picked up the game if you didn't know you were going up against," he acted like he was fixing his hair, "the master."

He opened his arms wide before patting his chest proudly. He really was so smug about winning but it was even funnier to watch Ashley's cheeks flush furiously as her nose flared and any moment, she looked like she'd just jump across the table and rip Aiden's brain out of his nose.

It was a definite. Ashley Davies was the worst loser in history of losing. And the more Spencer watched her get upset, the harder she found it not to silently laugh and aww at how cute the brunette looked. There was something about watching Ashley get upset that she also found oddly arousing. As if just watching her eyes squint slightly as her nose flared slightly caused her pulse to quicken and literally pound in her veins.

"Wanna lose some more or you ready to give in?"

Letting out a short snort of laughter as she shook her head, Spencer got up from her seat and fixed her shirt, "Aiden, you're way too confident for someone I annihilated last week in the, what," She pressed her finger to her temple delicately while looking up as if trying to remember, "five million games we played?"

His eyes squinted slightly in the sun as he looked up at her while the corners of Ashley's lips rose as she watched Spencer pop Aiden's ego like a balloon.

"That's just...such a low blow, Spence." Spencer rolled her eyes at him, smiling widely as she petted his shoulder.

"I'm sure you'll get over it."

She began to walk away, heading towards the vending machines on the other side of the quad. "So, it's official."

She turned to look over her shoulder seeing the glittering chocolate eyes of a certain brunette smirking at her through dark lashes. "What's so official?"

"You, owning someone. Incredibly hot." Spencer giggled silently to herself, hiding her flushing cheeks as she reached in her pocket to get some change.

"Is that…is that a blush I see with my pretty little eye?" Ashley's smirk only widened on her round cheeks as she leaned against the plexiglas of the vending machine.

Instinctively her head shook, trying to stop herself from blushing but finding it impossible as Ashley crossed her arms and laid her head against the glass as her eyes roamed over Spencer's face and body.

"You know staring isn't very nice, Ashley."

"I never claimed to be nice." She winked. The smile on the blonde's face only broadened across her cheeks as she pressed the digits to the candy I wanted.

"Twizzler, huh. Pretty kinky there, Spence."

"W- what's so kinky about Twizzlers?"

Grabbing the candy out of her hands, Ashley opened the bag and grabbed one. She squeezed the candy between her teeth as she held it lightly with her hand and watched Spencer with an ever present smirk playing on her lips.

"The correct question is what isn't kinky about Twizzlers." She bit down on the candy as she spoke. "Think about it, licorice can be used for so many things. Bondage, whipping, teasing, tickling…I mean the list goes on and on."

The laugh that tumbled from Spencer's lips came with a whole giggle of friend's right after. "Has anyone ever told you how psychotic you sound sometimes?"

Pointing towards the blonde with the bitten candy, "What you call psychotic, another could call genius."

"And another could call it hallucinating."

"And you could just admit you have a kinky fetish."

"Ash, liking Twizzlers hardly equals as having a kinky fetish."

She took another bite before running the chewed candy down the blonde's arm. "Well we could always test it out and see what happens." When Spencer looked at her, she saw Ashley's teasing eyes wink as her smile took over her lips. There was always something that the brunette did that left her without a retort, whether it was spoken or just physical. This time it was both.

"Anyway, I think I'm gonna go start studying for that Math test I have next period. My mom will murder me if I don't get at least a B."

Spencer could almost swear she saw Ashley's face fall for a quick second but didn't pay attention to it.

"If she didn't hate me so much, I'd use my charming superpowers to get her to lay off you for a little while."

Smiling at the brunette, she replied, "Your charming superpowers, huh?"

Ashley didn't reply with anything but a smirking nod.

Spencer bit down on a Twizzler as she spoke. "I suppose I could agree with that."

She didn't have to look at the brunette to know how wide her smirk had grown. "Why, Spencer Carlin, was that a compliment you just bestowed upon my ears? I'm not sure I heard it right, please repeat."

Shaking her head as she turned to walk in front of Ashley while waving her cherry flavored licorice at her, "I said I could agree that you're charming. Obnoxiously charming even."

Ashley's mischievous eyebrow rose slightly, "Charming is charming."

Both girls seemed to always be smiling when around each other, and if not completely smiling then something close to it. Once they reached the table, Aiden looked taking in the playful atmosphere around the girls.

"Now, are you ready for another round?"

Spencer grabbed her bag on the floor as Ashley sat down, their eyes never leaving each other. "I'll see you guys later. Be sure to kick his butt, Ash." They both smiled at each other as she moved from the table. Aiden looked back silently, with earnest eyes. She wasn't sure if he was just nervous being around Ashley alone or if his eyes were thanking her for letting him get some time alone with her. It was then she began to feel that familiar pang in her chest. That pit of the stomach feeling that is an all too common and not at all welcomed jealousy. That feeling she hated having but came all too easily when in reference to Ashley.

But there was nothing she could do. If she stayed, she'd have to suffer through Aiden's googly eyes and she left, she would be left wondering, always wondering, what they were talking about. If they were laughing together. If she told him things Spencer thought she only told her. If the playful eyes and impish smirks weren't just for her like she'd have believed.

She was stuck.

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