So, despite the fact that I am on break from college, my over analyzing of my writing has proved to be a bad thing, causing me to take forever to update (and my internet has been down for the last four days, so I couldn't post when I wanted to.) So, I am sorry for that. Since it took me so long to update, this is an extra long chapter, with a lot of drama and Spashley goodness and some not so good Spashley stuff. But, I think that the good will make up for the bad and I hope you guys enjoy this.
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Here We Go. Enjoy this extra long chapter!
I could not believe it. Could. Not. Fucking. Believe. It. I swear my life has become some sort of joke. I can't seem to get one thing done without it turning into a complete and totally mess.
I mean, you try to do something special for the girl you are completely in love with and you come home to find out that she has been sleeping with your twin.
Here I was, hoping that I could surprise Spencer but no. Yet again, she has surprised me.
I snap out of my trance-like state when I hear Kyla ask me something, "I'm sorry, say that again."
"You two know each other?" I inwardly cringe at the grin that spread across my sister's face; she was oblivious to the whole thing.
"Um, well you see, Carson-" Spencer began to stammer but I interrupted her.
"Yeah, I showed Spencer around the school." I smirk and continue, "Not to mention that I have it on good, very good, authority that she is the hottest girl in school. Everyone wants a taste of Ms. Carlin."
Whatever has gotten into me is dangerous, but I like the way it is feeling. I look Spencer up and down, arching an eyebrow when our eyes meet, smirk and then draw my tongue across my bottom lip. I see Kyla chuckling out of the corner of my eye.
Slowly, I walk closer to my sister and the girl who has not left my dreams, thoughts, and my entire being the entire weekend. I keep my eyes trained on the blonde-haired girl of my recent dreams. As I come to a stop in front of them, I blatantly drag my eyes over Spencer's body. When our eyes meet, she tenses and inhales deeply. I grin and face Kyla.
"In other words lil' sis, you fucking scored!" I exclaim, giving my sister a high-five.
"You don't have to tell me, Ash. I know I scored." I watch how Kyla looks at Spencer and jealously, anger, and betrayal begin to boil up inside of me. I suppress it, doing what I do best. Forcefully, I emotionally detach from Spencer with one last look into the blue I wish I could stare into for eternity.
"If you and Amanda weren't destined to be, I would say you were in love with, Ms. Carlin here." Kyla looks at me, shaking her head. "That being said," I drawl. My eyes find Spencer's, but quickly travel south. "When can I have your seconds?"
Oh my god, where the fuck is that coming from?
Despite the fact that this is a problem, I, somehow, remain calm.
I see Kyla's smile fall from her face. Spencer is looking at me in complete shock, as if I just treated her like a whore. Which, I guess I did. Although, it's not like I am paying her. Okay, that sounded worse. I need to shut up and breath.
As always, Madison steps in and comes to my rescue.
"Wow, Ashley, you must be beat! Let's get you settled, hmm?" Madison says grabbing one of my bags and taking off down the hall.
"Yeah, that sounds good." I say. I pick up the remaining two bags and start to follow Madison, "I'll be at West Wing." I say quickly.
"Ok." Kyla responds.
I turn, quickly following Madison down the hallway. This might not be the best thing for me, but I have to do it. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my promise to Spencer.
I'm about to become someone I thought I would never become again, but that's the way it needs to be.
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"Spencer, I am so sorry. She usually isn't like that. Well, she does check out girls all the time but she knows how to treat them and she's respectful. I really don't know what just happened, because, you know, that's not my Ashley. That was totally-" Spencer placed her hand over the girl's mouth.
"You are rambling." Spencer smiled. "And, don't worry it's probably just jet lag or something." On the other hand, it could be the fact that I've been sleeping with her twin.
"Spence? You still in there?" Kyla smiled.
"Yeah, sorry, I spaced." Spencer gave the brunette a reassuring smile. "So, what's the West Wing?" Spencer asked, as Kyla lead her up the stairs.
"That would be Ashley's bedroom and side of the house." Kyla said nonchalantly.
Spencer stopped on the steps, trying to process the response, "Wait, her side of the house?"
"Yeah, this is the East Wing, my side, and her side is the West Wing."
"How big is this house exactly? I mean it took me forever to find the gym and that's over there." Spencer pointed.
Kyla tugged on the blonde's hand getting her to continue the climb to her room, "That's what we call, the Central. It's exactly in the center of the house, and everything we share or we both need is there, like the gym. There's also a pool and a home theatre, nothing too crazy though." Kyla smiled. "It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Spencer smiled, "Am I going to be around for awhile?"
"Well, I hope. I know you want to be friends, which is fine; but, I'm planning on you being a really good friend." Kyla smiled as they stepped into her room.
Spencer laughed, "How else are you going to get your girl? You're going to need me for advice, my friend."
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"What the hell was that?" Madison arms flailed as she paced in Ashley's room.
"I don't know," the brunette said sitting behind her drum set, beginning to tap out a soft beat.
"Why are you playing your music? Stop it! What the hell just happened out there?" Madison kept pacing. "I mean, you and Spencer wow, and I knew about Carson and her and it is just wow, I mean this is a serious love triangle. It's like an epic battle of sibling rivalry!" she stopped and quickly turned towards Ashley with a shock expression. "Oh my god! Is this going to turn into a movie, like, like," the Latina stumbled, "The Other Boleyn Girl, because oh my god… one got her head chopped off?! And, I mean Spencer isn't a guy or a king but seriously Ashley." Madison flopped onto the huge bed.
"Are you done saying "I mean" and "seriously" every two seconds, so that I may speak?" Ashley continued when Madison nodded. "First, let me say that you come up with the most ridiculous analogies/examples, just like Michelle. You are perfect for each other, go get married, please. Second, Spencer said she couldn't do this with me. I said I would back off and I told her I love her; so nothing is going to happen. Dylan is moving here, by the way." Ashley said nonchalantly.
"The girlfriend? Ugh, this totally sucks!" Madison sat up on the edge of Ashley's bed. "Wait," her head snapped towards the brunette. "Did you just say you love Spencer? I can't believe you told her. Holy shit!" the Latina's eyes got wide.
"Madison, you need to get to school. Go. I'll see you later. The team is going be in tonight." Ashley practically pushed her friend out of the room.
Finally, Madison agreed and left the brunette's room heading to school.
"Shower, need to shower." Ashley said, pulling her shirt off walking to her stereo and turning it on and up, very loud.
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Ten minutes after getting ready, Kyla and Spencer were making their way downstairs and on their way to King High. Spencer stopped and looked at the way the two brunettes went earlier.
"Are you coming?" Kyla asked.
"Nah, I think I'm going to go talk to Ashley. How do you get there?" Spencer began to back down the hallway.
"Spencer what about..." Kyla tried to follow her.
"I can miss school, how do I get there?" the volleyball player insisted.
Kyla told her the way and minutes later, she was stepping into a spacious room. She looked around and was surprised to find another area, other than the one she was standing in. She heard singing and followed the voice.
Things aren't the way they were before,
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore.
Not that you knew me back then,
But it always comes back to me in the end…
Spencer stopped as she spotted the brunette, whose back was turned toward her, standing in a sports bra and a pair of boxers, obviously just out of the shower. Spencer's feet carried her towards the brunette. She couldn't have stopped even if she wanted to. The tan skin, the muscled back, and the tattoo on her shoulder blade drew the blonde in further.
Stop! Spencer's mind told her.
No, you want this. You want her. No matter how hard you try, you will always want her.
Ashley jumped, as soft hands made their way down her back.
"What the-?" she looked over her shoulder.
"Shh, it's okay." Spencer whispered.
"Spencer, what-?" Ashley stammered.
Spencer's hands kept the keeper from turning.
"It's okay." Spencer breathed into her ear, placing a kiss on the back of her neck, causing the girl to shiver. "I want you so bad," the blonde confessed.
Ashley groaned at the statement. She took a deep breath as the blonde's hands reached the top of her boxers; the soft hands slid around to the front and moved up her toned stomach.
"Mm, you're sexy, Ash." Spencer husked.
Ashley stopped her hands, and turned around. She grabbed the bottom of Spencer's shirt and pulled it over the blonde's head. The keeper stepped towards Spencer, and ran her hands along the athletic body. She pressed her body into Spencer's as her hands rested on the blonde's hips.
Biting her lip, the brunette looked into the blonde's eyes, "You're nervous," she observed. "Don't be," the brunette, whispered rubbing the blonde's back, feeling the tension leave her body. "I'll be gentle. Trust me." Spencer moaned as Ashley placed a kiss on her neck.
Spencer nodded, "Yeah, I-I just no one has ever…" Spencer trailed off and stepped out of the brunette's arms.
"What's wrong?" Ashley asked taking a step towards Spencer.
"I told you, I can't do this."
"I know, but you just came in here and-" she stopped abruptly. "It's okay, I'll keep my promise." the brunette sighed, turning she picked up Spencer's shirt from the bed and handed it to her.
"Ashley I-" the blonde began.
"No, Spencer, no. Stop screwing with my head, okay?"
"I'm not the one who wants my sister's sloppy seconds am I?" Ashley turned on Spencer fast, forcing the blonde to back up against the wall.
The keeper's right hand slammed onto the wall next to Spencer's head. "I told you to stop!" Ashley growled.
"I don't take orders from stuck up rich assholes." Spencer responded.
"I don't fuck little girls, run along to your cheating girlfriend." Spencer slapped her. The brunette's eyes darkened. She leaned forward, their heads almost touching, "Fuck you."
"What are you waiting for?" Spencer asked, not waiting for an answer she grabbed Ashley's face with one hand and brought their lips together roughly.
Spencer dropped her shirt that was still in one hand, and wrapped her arms around Ashley's shoulder as the brunette pushed her against the wall, lifting her up. Spencer dragged her hand down the toned stomach in front of her, her nails scratching as one of Ashley's hands pushed Spencer's sports bra up and over her head.
Ashley jerked back when Spencer but her lip.
"I'm sorry," the volleyball player said when Ashley put her down.
"Trust me, I didn't mind." Ashley said, smiling slightly.
"I drew blood." Spencer said softly stepping forward and wiping away the blood on Ashley's lip.
"Thanks," the brunette said grabbing Spencer's hand before she pulled away, placing a kiss on the palm.
The blonde blushed, "O-of course."
"So, why were you nervous?" Ashley looked at the blonde. "The real reason this time." Ashley dropped her head and stared at her feet.
Before answering Spencer, stepped closer to the brunette and wrapped the keeper's arms around her waist, "You make me feel, and that scares me." Spencer sighed, drawing her hands up Ashley's arms to her shoulders, wrapping her arms around the brunette's neck. She brought their heads together. "I want you so bad, I really do. Even without Dylan in the picture, I can honestly say that I'm not ready. I'm not ready to… commit. I guess that is the right word. I do not have a really, deep connection to Dylan, but I love her. But, what you make me feel… it's an entirely new, scary thing." Spencer sighed, "I'm sorry."
"Spence, this is what I have wanted, for you to be honest with me. No expectations right now…" Pushing against Spencer's forehead, the blonde winced.
"Ouch," she whispered.
"I'm sorry, I forgot." Ashley said looking at the stitches above Spencer's eyebrow. She gently ran her fingers across them then, placed a kiss on them. "I'm sorry, I wasn't there. Madison can't stand blood, and she sure as hell didn't detain Kener. So, who was your knight in shining armor?" Ashley said, still looking at the injury.
"Carson." Spencer said hesitantly.
Ashley laughed, "My sister would save a damsel in distress."
"As much as I like Carson," Spencer looked at Ashley, who nodded her head in understanding. "I wish it would have been you." The volleyball player leaned forward and kissed the soccer star.
"No, you don't. If it had been me, Kener would be dead." Ashley sighed.
Keeping one hand on Spencer's lower back, she placed her other palm against Spencer's cheek. She ran her fingers through the blonde hair; this seemed to calm the volleyball player as the tension left her body.
"Even though you aren't ready," Ashley began, kissing the blonde softly. "I want you to know that I really do love you. It's been a very, very short time, but I'm sure about this."
"I know." Spencer smiled.
Ashley began to walk backwards, pulling Spencer with her. When her knees hit the back of the bed, she turned pushing Spencer into a sitting position. She knelt between the blonde's legs.
They were staring into each other's eyes for a few moments, then Ashley couldn't take it anymore and she leant in to kiss Spencer. The blonde leaned back slightly, Ashley smiled, "I know you want this, let me give it to you."
Their lips connected, this kiss began slow but soon became passionate. Spencer pushed her hips against Ashley's toned stomach and whimpered pulling the brunette towards her frantically.
Ashley pulled back, "What's wrong?"
Ashley smiled widely, confusing the blonde, "Nothing's wrong, everything's right... except for one thing." Sadness flashed in the blue eyes.
Great, this is about Dylan.
"No, this isn't about Dylan." Ashley said as if reading her mind.
"How did you-?"
"I just did. I know you." Ashley grinned. "Well, it's actually two things. First, you are wearing far too many clothes," Ashley said pulling off Spencer's sweats. "Second, I don't want to fuck you."
"But, you just- I-" Spencer said indicating her sweats that now lay on the floor next to her shirt and bra.
Ashley laughed as Spencer stuttered, "You're cute. I've done enough fucking to last me a lifetime. I would love to fuck you. Not this time, we have the house to ourselves. I want- I want to…" Ashley trailed off, as Spencer covered her mouth.
"I get it. Thank you, but," Spencer leaned forward. "Could you be kissing me now?" Spencer breathed into Ashley's ear.
"I'd do anything for you, Spencer Carlin." Ashley smiled.
Ashley quickly removed what clothes they had left on their bodies. She kissed her way back up the blonde's body, reaching the blonde's lips she initiated a kiss as Spencer's back hit the soft bed sheets; Spencer pressed against Ashley insistently.
"Would you be patient?" Spencer groaned. "Please, baby?" Ashley slowly ran her fingers up the inside of Spencer's leg. She quickly kissed Spencer, and pulled back to look in her eyes. "I promise it will be," slowly, she slid two fingers into the girl beneath her, "worth it, fuck, you're wet." she groaned against the blonde's neck.
"Ash," Spencer moaned.
The brunette pulled back and rested their foreheads together, as she brought the blonde closer to her climax.
Gently, they kissed, "Is this okay? Are you okay?" the brunette asked
"This is- oh fuck. This is more than okay." Spencer gasped.
Ashley smiled, as Spencer gripped her back and dragged her nails down tan skin. Spencer buried her head into the brunette's neck.
"I-I-" Spencer stammered.
"I know, let it go." Ashley murmured.
Spencer's fingers dug into the tan, muscled back as her orgasm ripped through her body.
"As-" her words were muffled as Ashley kissed her.
"I love you, Spencer," the brunette said looking into the blue eyes of the girl beneath her.
"I-"
"You don't have to say it. No expectations, remember? You'll tell me when you're ready." Ashley said pushing strands of blonde out of Spencer's eyes.
Spencer smiled in understanding and appreciation.
"Ash, I'm sorry that was so…" the blonde trailed off as she blushed.
"Quick?" Ashley grinned. Spencer nodded shyly. "Don't worry, Spence, I've never gone that quickly either."
"You?" she asked surprised.
"Yes, would you like to make sure?" Ashley grinned.
She grabbed Spencer's hand that was lying above her head. Spencer's hand stilled as it reached the back of Ashley's thigh. The brunette got hold of the hand again and pressed it against herself, groaning into Spencer's neck.
"See, I told you."
"I've nev-, I mean, Dylan wou-" Ashley cut Spencer off.
"Shh, I don't care about that asshole. And, she's an idiot for being so horrible to you." Brown met blue as they stared into each other's eyes. "So, don't be embarrassed. Okay?"
"Okay."
Ashley kissed Spencer again, "I can't stop kissing you. It's addicting."
"So, am I like your own personal brand of heroine?" Spencer giggled.
Ashley rolled her eyes, "Please, don't bring up Twilight. It's getting a bit annoying."
"What do you mean?" Spencer laughed.
"You try living up to the expectations of a sparkling dead guy, after you've bedded a girl. It's not easy! Let me tell you, the week before school started, a girl told me it was a shame I didn't sparkle or I would have been perfect!" she exclaimed, burying her head into Spencer's neck, inhaling the blonde's scent.
"She sounds crazy, but that's kind of funny." Spencer laughed and Ashley opened one eye, glaring at the blonde, "Okay, okay."
"Plus, I'm so much better than Edward Cullen," the brunette stated cockily.
"Oh? Is that so?" Spencer smiled.
"Of course, I'm Ashley Davies!" Ashley moved off Spencer to lay next to her, putting her hands behind her head. Spencer rolled over and put her arm on the brunette's stomach and her head on the keeper's chest.
The blonde just rolled her eyes at the brunette's statement.
"You see, Eddie's problem is that, he's insecure. So, he needs to know what girls are interested in him, so he doesn't get rejected."
"First of all, that is one of the craziest things I have ever heard." Ashley just grinned and nuzzled Spencer's cheek. "Second, for not liking the series you sure have thought a lot about it."
"Well, you need to know your facts and you also need a powerful rebuttal during a trial, don't you? I just like to be informed, babe." Ashley grinned. "Plus, those girls... Ashley's smile grew, as she trailed off, while Spencer's turned into a frown. "What? Oh, come on, Spence. They hold nothing to you. I love you, not them." Ashley tried.
Spencer sighed as she couldn't say no or deny Ashley.
Ashley smirked and kissed the blonde, the kiss quickly deepened and got more passionate.
"Bed," Spencer put a restraining hand on Ashley's chest.
"That's where we are." Ashley insisted, kissing the blonde's neck.
"I meant sleep." Ashley groaned. "Oh, stop it."
Ashley pulled back and flopped down on the bed, pouting like a child.
"If you grow up, you can cuddle with me." Spencer offered.
"I don't cuddle." Ashley said, glancing at the blonde.
"Your loss, I'll just get cold and leave," the blonde turned away from the brunette.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six-
A muscled arm wrapped across the blonde's waist and a toned body pressed against her. Ashley placed a kiss between her shoulder blades.
I'm not going to school today. Besides, why go to school when you can cuddle with Ashley Davies? Spencer thought as she drifted off to sleep.
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Kyla pulled into the King High parking lot, and jumped out. Opening the back door to get her backpack, when someone whispered in her ear, "No Porsche today, hmm?"
Kyla smiled and turned to face Amanda who was smiling.
"Nope." Kyla got her bag out of the back seat and offered her arm to Amanda, who smiled at the gesture.
"Is the team in yet?"
"No, but Ash is, I guess she decided to come home early since they won their game. Coach let them off of training."
"I see, was she okay?" Amanda asked casually as they reached Kyla's locker.
Quickly opening her locker and going through her books, Kyla contemplated the brunette's statement, "What do you mean is she okay? Why wouldn't she be?"
Amanda sighed and leaned against the lockers, "You know how and who got her here. We both know what he's like, Kyla." Amanda reached out and stopped Kyla's search.
"Well, this must be serious. You only call me Kyla when I'm in trouble, it's serious or…" Kyla tried, while Amanda glared at her. "Okay, I know she spent the weekend in France with Halliwell, but Ashley isn't using anymore, Mandy. She told me she isn't and I believe her." Kyla said placing a reassuring hand on the shorter brunette's shoulder.
"I know she isn't but, what about Halliwell. He most likely gave her something to 'relax'", Amanda said accompanied by air quotes.
"It's possible, Mandy. If Ash suspected something, she would come to me and she would confront Halliwell, okay? I know my twin. Ah, here it is!" Kyla smiled triumphantly pulling her government book from her locker.
"Between you and Ashley, I don't know how you find anything in that damned locker." Amanda laughed as Kyla put her hand on the pile of "stuff", and then quickly shut the door. The sound of books hitting metal followed. "Plus, how do you get the same locker every year?"
"Ah, it's the Davies charm, my lady," Kyla said throwing her arm around Amanda's shoulders, "but you know about that already don't you, Mandy?" the brunette grinned.
"Settle down, Carson. You aren't getting anything." Amanda shook her head, pushing Kyla away from her and into an adjacent wall.
"Oops," the brunette said, slowly backing away from Kyla. "Carson, now just wait a minute. I didn't mean to do that." she was still backing away, as Kyla advanced on her.
"You better run." Kyla grinned.
Amanda turned and sprinted down the hallway, with Kyla on her heels. They both ran past the door to the first period class they shared.
"Davies and Dennison! You have under a minute to make it to class on time," the teacher yelled as they passed.
Kyla yelled back, "Don't worry Sarah, we'll be there in a second." Kyla reached out and got an arm around Amanda's waist, pulling the brunette against her. "You know, if we weren't in school, this wouldn't be a bad position to be in." Kyla husked in Amanda's ear.
"Shut up, Carson!" Amanda said slapping Kyla's shoulder.
"Fine, up you goes!" Kyla said keeping an arm behind the girl's back and swinging Amanda's legs up, carrying her bridal style.
"Carson!" Ms. Duarte shouted again.
"We're coming!" Kyla said rushing down the hallway with Amanda in her arms. "Jesus, you're heavy." she joked.
"Carson!" Amanda said hitting her in the back of the head.
Kyla placed both feet over the threshold when the bell rang. "We're here," she said pretending to pant.
"Ah, nice of you to join us Carson," she smirked as she looked at Amanda who was running her hand through Kyla's hair unknowingly, "your bride too. Take a seat won't you?" Sarah grinned.
"Of course, thanks. Big thanks, because she was getting to be too much to carry, Ms. D." Amanda looked at her, mortified. "We'll have to fix that tonight. I'm sure I can find away to burn away those calories in no time. After all we did miss our wedding night." Kyla said wiggling her eyebrows.
Hoots, hollers, wolf-whistles and all different kinds of commotion filled the classroom. Most positive, a few others were everything but.
"Ms. Duarte?" a redheaded girl in the front row called.
"Yes, Monica?" the woman smiled still amused as Kyla and Amanda quietly argued in the back.
"As much as you and most of this class, like this… kind of thing, we," she said indicating herself and two other girls in the front row. "Would like to learn about real American ideals, rather than the disgusting Pride parade that seems to occur every time one of the Davies sisters steps into a room." she said sweetly, sickeningly sweet. "Please?"
The majority of the class glared at the girl in the front row, and started sayings things to her, when Kyla intervened.
"Hey, it's okay everyone. Now, Miss Houser here, like everyone in this room, has a right to speak her mind. So, let her believe her own beliefs, as bigoted as they are."
Monica turned and looked at the girl, "Thank you, Kyla." she smiled.
"No problem, Monica. It's Carson, not Kyla. I guess you just forgot that since the last Davies sister's party, you know the one." Kyla insisted.
"What are you talking about Davies? What makes you think, I would want to be in the same room as you, much less call you by what you want to be called?" Monica scoffed.
"Well, I guess it could be the fact that you were waiting in my bedroom after."
"Carson." Amanda said warningly.
"W-what are you talking about?" the redhead stammered.
"Oh wait, no, that wasn't you. I'm sorry, that was Amanda." Kyla pointed to the girl next her. "You're the one with the tattoo on your lower hip, the crucifix, right?"
The class started to murmur at Kyla's comments. The redhead sat shocked as her cronies looked at her in complete confusion.
"Yeah, that's right, the crucifix. I sleep with many girls, but I remember the crucifix like it was yesterday. And, you definitely knew my name then, calling it out for half the night." Kyla laughed as if she had remembered something else, "Ashley, too, she confirmed the tat, she thought it was sexy. Man," Kyla closed her eyes briefly, before talking again, "you were good."
The redhead exploded at this point, she stood up and faced Kyla, yelling at her, "I didn't sleep with you! And, I didn't sleep with Jordan!"
"Jordan? My sister doesn't go by her middle name, except to certain people." Kyla coaxed. She glanced down at Monica's hands that were on her hips, her shirt line had ridden up and her fingers pushed the waistband of her skirt down to show the top of, what was indeed, a crucifix. The brunette smirked. "Besides, that's it right there." she accused.
Everyone is the class clamored to see it. People were jumping over other people, chairs, desks, trying to get a glimpse of Monica Houser's crucifix tattoo. Petrified the girl quickly pulled down her shirt, zipped up her Columbia jacket and stormed out of the room, her cronies behind her, interrogating her to no end.
The class turned to Kyla and clapped, some of the guys giving her high fives.
"Thank you, thank you," she said bowing.
"Alright, that's enough Carson. You've done your good deed for the day. Now, let's talk social issues." Ms. Duarte declared, instructing the class to turn to chapter seven of their books.
"I can't believe you did that." Amanda said flipping to the required chapter.
"Yes, you can. You know she had it coming and that it's true."
"I know it's true." Amanda said less than pleased. "Of all the people." She mumbled.
"Mandy," Kyla started, "it was funny, don't deny it." Kyla said scooting her desk closer to Amanda.
"Fine, it was funny. Just don't do it again, okay?"
"Even if I did, you'd still love me." Kyla smirked.
"I know," the girl leaned over and placed a kiss on Kyla's neck, whispering to her, "I'll always love you, Carson."
Quickly, she focused her attention to what their teacher was saying. Leaving Kyla to smile goofily at her, before attempting to concentrate on Sarah's lecture.
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Spencer woke up on top of Ashley. She looked at the clock taking notice that it was almost six o'clock in the evening.
Carefully, she tried to get out of Ashley's grasp, but the brunette noticed.
"Where are you going?" the brunette's sleepy voice rasped in her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
"Well, first I'm going home. Then I'm going the airport." Spencer leaned back.
"No, stay here with me." Ashley leaned forward and captured Spencer's lips.
The brunette pushed the blonde back onto the bed, almost having her. Spencer pushed her away.
"Spencer, just one more time, please?" Ashley pouted.
"Ashley, you said that after the first time, and the second and the third." Spencer laughed.
"Don't forget the kitchen." Ashley mentioned.
Spencer moaned, as images of their "kitchen time" flashed through her mind. She came back to reality with Ashley kissing her neck.
"No, Ash." Spencer whined.
"Please, come back to bed." Ashley pleaded, kissing behind Spencer's ear. "Just one more time, I swear."
Spencer fell back on the bed and closed her eyes, as Ashley's tongue burned a trail down, and back up, her torso. The blonde moaned loudly and clutched her hand in brunette strands, when Ashley took a nipple into her mouth, tugging then trailing her tongue across it and up to Spencer's neck.
"Just once, I promise," the brunette whispered before making her way down the blonde's body again. She looked up at Spencer, as she slowly made her way down the athletic body.
Spencer nodded and closed her eyes, as Ashley kissed the inside of her thigh. Then, she moaned out something unexpected, "Dylan."
Spencer's eyes flew open and Ashley's head snapped towards the blonde's blue eyes.
"Shit, I have to pick up Dylan!" she said pushing Ashley away from her and scrambled off the bed, her foot slamming into Ashley's shoulder in the process.
Ashley hit the floor with a thud, "Fuck." she groaned. Slowly she got up and didn't even acknowledge Spencer as she made her way into her bathroom, and Spencer didn't know she had left.
"I'm so sorry, Ashley. I didn't mean to say that, and-and I'm sorry. I just remembered, and why aren't you saying anything?" Spencer looked around and noticed that the brunette was not in the bedroom, until she heard the water turn on. "Ashley?" Spencer said walking into the bathroom, she turned to her left and saw that Ashley was in a shower that spanned the entire length of the wall, she stared as the water cascaded down the brunette's body.
"Ashley?"
"Spence," Ashley responded, turning towards Spencer and pulling open the door, stepping out.
"Um," Spencer tried as she stared at the dripping wet keeper.
"Spence, look up here."
"Oh right! You aren't mad are you? I mean, about, you know." Ashley just shook her head. "Alright, I'll see you later?"
"I guess, since Madi and I have to pick up Mich and Sam." Ashley mentioned, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body.
"Bye," Spencer leaned toward the brunette, who kissed her softly on her lips.
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"Ashley!" Madison yelled as she reached Ashley's bedroom.
"Yeah," Ashley answered, not looking up from the book she was reading.
"How was your day off from school?"
"Fine."
"Why are you being short?" Madison jumped onto the bed, and laid her head on Ashley's lap.
"Just tired is all." Ashley said, still not looking up from her book.
"I'm sure you slept all day, so how are you tired. And, who was that pulling out from the road?" Madison looked up at her friend and tried to see what book she was reading.
"I didn't sleep all day. The person you saw leaving was Spencer." Ashley answered quickly.
"So, that's why she wasn't a practice, I didn't see her at school come to think of it." Madison pondered. When Ashley didn't add anything to her answer she grabbed the book out of her hands, "What are you reading?" Madison looked at the title and sighed. "One of your serial killer books again? Why do you still read these things?"
"I like to, and I want to work for the FBI, Madi. You know this." Ashley grabbed the book and put it on her nightstand. "No, Spencer didn't go to school today." the brunette laid back on the bed.
"She was here, doing what? Carson was at school and you were here doing whatever it was you were doing. Not sleeping when you should have been…" Madison trailed off as she realized what she had just said.
She jumped up from the bed and looked at Ashley, who looked like she was about to cry. The Latina raised an eyebrow and Ashley just nodded her head, burying it in her pillow.
"You and Spencer fucked." The volleyball player stated.
"NO!" Ashley exploded.
"I'm confused, then. What, did you sit around all day and look into each other's eyes?" Madison placed her hands on her hips. You guys are that intense but, I got the impression that you fucked." she eyed her friend carefully.
"No! I mean, yes. I mean, no." Ashley got off the bed and started pacing back and forth.
"Here we go again, with the convoluted mess that is Ashley Davies." the girl sighed. "What do you mean?"
"No, we didn't fuck. Yes, we made love." the girl stopped pacing and leaned against the wall next to her.
Madison stood in shock with her mouth dropped open and her eyes wide. She covered her mouth with her hand, shaking her head she collapsed into the beanbag chair that was behind her.
Ashley was trying not to cry and was looking at the ceiling in desperation before sliding down the wall.
Silence echoed through the spacious room for about five minutes, before Madison came out of her shocked trance, "Ash," she breathed. "You've only ever done-"
Ashley cut her off, "I know," she slammed her head against the wall. "I've only done that with two girls, while I've slept with hundreds, probably." she locked her eyes on her friend, and crawled across the distance to have Madison pull her into her arms.
"I'm sorry." Madison whispered, kissing her on the head.
"I told her no expectations, and it would've been fine. Except, when I was-" Ashley stopped abruptly.
"When you were what?"
"I went down on her and she-"
"Wait, you went down on her, really?" Madison asked. Ashley just nodded. "Wow, you never…"
"I know. Anyway, when I was doing that, she moaned Dylan's name." her friend gasped. "Yeah, I know right? I realized I want expectations, and I need expectations with Spencer. I want her so fucking badly, it hurts that I'm not with her."
"I'm sorry, babe. I know how important she is to you." Madison sighed. "Have you thought about telling Carson?"
"No." Ashley answered immediately, looking at her friend at the ridiculous comment.
"Ash, she's your sister. She'll understand. I know she will." Ashley just nodded and closed her eyes.
After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, Madison looked at the clock.
"We need to go pick up Mich and Sam."
"Okay." Ashley said quietly. "I'll drive."
Madison watched as Ashley moved through the room grabbing her wallet and putting it in her back pocket. The brunette stepped in front of her mirror and adjusted the white tie around her black dress shirt, followed by buckling her belt- tucking some of her shirt in the jeans she wore. Grabbing black ankle socks, she slid them on before checking herself again.
Like usual, she looked amazing. She knew how to dress to make the girls drool and she didn't even have to try.
Something was missing, and Madison could tell. Usually, Ashley would have used some pick up line on her and would grin cockily then, present herself for inspection. Upon which, Madison would tell her she was sexy. It was their ritual, but none of that was present in the girl who stood a few feet away from her.
Madison sighed and looked around the room, her eyes landed on the counter in Ashley's bathroom. Smiling, she walked into the bathroom and grabbed the two items that were in their usual spots. Stepping out, she saw Ashley still standing in front of the mirror. She walked up to the brunette and rested her chin on her shoulder.
"You're missing something, cowboy." she smiled.
"What do you mean? No, I'm not. I got my belt." the brunette indicated the large belt buckle she wore.
"You forgot your necklace," the volleyball player placed the shamrock necklace around her friend's neck. "And, you forgot your cuff." Madison put the dark brown cuff around Ashley's right wrist, where it belonged.
"Thanks, Madi." Ashley smiled.
"Don't forget this," the volleyball player grabbed the item that was hanging from the corner of the mirror. "It will help," Madison said placing the white Stetson on the brunette's head, "and grab the black Mark Ecko's. Just because your heart is broken doesn't mean you can't look good, you'll definitely get someone tonight." Madison kissed Ashley's cheek and the brunette went to her closet and pulled out the black Mark Ecko shoes she loved.
"Let's go get 'em, darlin'." Ashley smiled charmingly, tipping her hat.
"Damn, if I wasn't madly in love with your best friend, you'd be mine." Madison smiled.
Ashley laughed, grabbed her friend's hand and ushered her out of the room.
"Did Mich leave the Range Rover at the airport?" Ashley asked, Madison as they reached the garage. She looked around for which vehicle she wanted to take.
"No, I drove Jett back here, grabbed Champion and took it to Highland. Thanks for letting her borrow him by the way," Madison said. "She was pretty bummed when she found out that the one she wanted had been sold."
"Oh, so you moved it to the farm garage?" Ashley asked.
The Range Rover that Michelle had wanted for years had finally showed up at the dealer's lot, already equipped with everything she wanted. She went back to get it, but it was already gone. Madison had bought it for her, for her 18th birthday, which was coming up soon after the twin's birthday.
"Yes, I was worried she was going to find it out here."
"You know she wouldn't have. I had too much security around that thing. Anyway, how'd you get home? I know you didn't take, Skylar." Ashley said referring to her favorite truck, as she looked at the many keys in front of her.
"No, Spencer. She did love Nero and Gaby. She also liked the motorcycle you have in the back of, Sky. Why haven't I seen that before?"
"Of course, no one's horses are like mine. And, that would be Carson's present for our birthday." Ashley said shifting through the keys, indecisively.
"Just pick one, Ashley." Madison rolled her eyes.
"Fine," Ashley sighed and grabbed a set of keys from the cabinet. "We're taking Konga, haven't driven him yet." she grinned hearing the car unlock.
"Konga, who is that?" Madison asked confused, she knew all the cars by their name and Konga she didn't know. "Did you just get him?"
"Oh yeah, one of the sexiest cars ever," Ashley said, as she walked to the front row of cars. "Ah, there he is." Ashley said spotting the car.
"Holy shit, this car is amazing!" Madison ran towards the car and circled it excitedly.
Madison ran back to the passenger side opened the door, quickly climbing in as Ashley hit the ignition.
"What is this?"
"Koenigsegg CCX. You're the first to ride him with me."
Madison squealed in excitement as Ashley backed out of the garage, and shifted in to gear, "Ready?"
The girl next to her nodded enthusiastically. The keeper shook her head, lifted her foot from the break, and hit the accelerator. They were flying towards Port Columbus airport, with Madison pointing and testing out all the features in the Swedish sports car.
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"Jesus, I'm so glad to be off that fucking plane." Michelle said stretching her back.
"Yeah," Sam said unenthused.
Dylan laughed as Michelle rolled her eyes, "Dude, cheer up. It has been seven hours, Sam. Get over it. You can't do anything now. She's in Minnesota."
Sam grumbled at her friend, and put her earphones in.
"So, you excited, Big D?" Michelle grinned at Dylan.
"Oh yeah, really excited. I can't wait to see her." Dylan grinned as they crossed paths with people trying to get to their flights, while they headed home.
"I bet you are." Michelle was about to say something when Alyssa popped up next to her.
"Mich, is Ashley picking you guys up?" she smiled.
"Yes, Alyssa." Michelle rolled her eyes, "Is Aiden picking you up?"
"I don't think so. But, I'll see you guys." she said rushing ahead of them.
Michelle just shook her head, as they continued walking. They arrived at a crowd of people waiting for their friends and family.
A series of events unfolded, as the Ohioan players of the national team appeared. Sam watched them flash before her eyes.
Ashley and Madison appeared in the small food court and Spencer came from the restrooms.
Alyssa made her way towards Ashley and called out her name. Madison leaned over to say something into Ashley's ear, irritating the keeper.
Spencer looked up, hearing the girl's name, when Alyssa practically jumped on Ashley, kissing her as they hugged. Ashley and Spencer's eyes met over the blonde's shoulder, causing Ashley to pry Alyssa from her body.
Dylan had spotted Spencer and made her way towards her girlfriend, placing her gym bag down on the journey. The new national keeper picked up Spencer in a hug and began spinning her around, which Spencer seemed to like. They pressed their foreheads together and began a quiet conversation.
Sam rolled her eyes at the pathetic cliché.
Ashley was trying to explain something to Alyssa, when Madison stepped in and made the point clear. Visibly upset, Alyssa tried to reason with Ashley as Aiden chose that moment to wrap his arms around his girlfriend. She immediately turned and they greeted each other, happily.
Ashley looked back towards where Spencer had been, only to see the blonde in the arms of Dylan, laughing at something the girl had said. Dylan whispered something in the blonde's ear, before claiming her lips in a sweet kiss.
Michelle and Madison's eyes had connected and they were soon lost to the world, just like the other couples.
Sam's eyes looked back at her best friend and saw how she looked at Spencer, right then she knew what had happened, she knew that Ashley went to the point of no return with Spencer. Knowing that her friend thought she could handle it, but really, in the end, she couldn't.
"Ashley!" Sam called.
The brunette turned towards the shout and a small smile formed on her lips, they walked towards each other and met in the middle.
Ashley hesitated before letting Sam wrap her up in a hug, "It's okay." the taller girl comforted her friend. "It'll be okay Ashley, I promise."
"Ashley?" a voice broke up their hug.
The keeper smiled when she saw who had spoke, "Hayley."
"Hi." the girl said softly.
Ashley looked at Sam, "Ash, you deserve it. Just don't lie," Sam nodded her head towards Dylan and Spencer.
"What is she talking about?" Hayley asked.
"I need to tell you something," the keeper said nervously.
"Okay," the blonde nodded.
"See that girl over there?" Ashley turned her head towards Spencer.
"Yeah," the blonde looked. "What about her?"
"I'm in love with her." Ashley sighed. "But, as you can see, she has a girlfriend. Uh, well I like you… a lot. But, um, I- I, fuck I don't know how to-"
"Shh, Ash, I get it. You love her, but she won't leave Dylan. So, you want to try and move on, with me." the girl smiled, tilting her head slightly.
"Yes, but I don't want you to think that you're just a distraction, or something. I just don't want to chase after someone I can't have. And-"
"Ashley, stop. I get it, really I do. I'm glad that you told me. I know what you're like and I know you sleep around. I will try with you. Let's not worry about anything else, let's just see where this goes." Hayley smiled stepping closer to the keeper.
"Are you sure? Because I really do want to try to see where this goes." the brunette placed her hands on the blonde's hips.
"I'm positive." the blonde's hand grabbed onto Ashley's tie to pull her closer.
"Okay. Then, uh," the brunette cleared her throat, "Will you be my girlfriend?" Ashley smiled nervously.
"Of course, now, kiss me."
Ashley grinned as she leaned in and kissed the blonde, smiling when they pulled apart.
"I like this hat, cowboy." Hayley grinned, when Ashley tipped it at her.
"Here," Ashley said, taking it off her head and setting it on the girl's in front of her.
"Thanks," Hayley said, kissing Ashley again.
"Mm, no problem. It looks good on you."
"Hey guys." Michelle called, as she and Madison, Aiden and Alyssa and Spencer and Dylan, walked up to them.
"Hello," Ashley said, reaching out to hold Hayley's hand. "Dylan and Spencer, this is Aiden. Aiden, this is Spencer and her girlfriend, Dylan."
"Spence and I already know each other, Ash. It's nice to meet you, Dylan." Aiden grinned.
"Okay, so, Alyssa, this is Spencer. Spencer, this is Alyssa, Aiden's girl."
"Nice to meet you," Alyssa smiled at Spencer who returned the greeting.
"Ashley, this is Spencer, and you know Dylan." the brunette introduced. "Spencer, this is Alyssa's twin, as you can tell, Ashley. She prefers Hayley, though. And, as of about," Ashley looked at her watch, "two and half minutes ago, she's my girlfriend."
"Sweet, dude! We could totally be family." Aiden exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Alyssa asked suspiciously.
"I am just saying that if we all stay together we could be family." He grinned, kissing his girlfriend.
Alyssa looked less than thrilled and sadness flashed in Spencer's eyes.
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The last week had gone by at the speed of light.
Spencer and Dylan were, surprisingly, closer than ever. However, this caused tension in the Carlin home. Spencer and Paula were at each other's throats, constantly arguing about the littlest things, but mostly Dylan.
"I'm tired of this mom, I'm done arguing with you." Spencer said as she stormed into her bedroom and grabbed her spare gym bag. She began to throw clothes into it.
"Where do you think you're going?" Paula asked.
"I'm going to stay with Dylan, okay?"
"No, you are not. You are staying right here."
"Fine, whatever, just don't talk to me."
"Why?"
"I'm not going to be with Ashley! I'm with Dylan. The two of you hate each other; you've never tried to get along. Second, Ashley has a girlfriend, who she is fucking happy with, alright?" Spencer sat on her bed, facing away from Paula.
"This isn't about Ashley, Spencer." Paula tried.
"Isn't it? You like Ashley and you hate Dylan. This is about whom you want me to be with."
"That's because I care. Dylan is bad for you, but I will try. That's all I can do."
"That's all I ask."
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"Hey sis, how's it looking?" Ashley asked her twin, as they were getting ready for the party tonight.
"Awesome, sis, I'm almost done. The stage is set up and your instruments are set up. I got the guest list for Tony and Bradley, who are in the kitchen. Just got to get everyone here, and finish getting dressed." Kyla said tugging on her suit.
"Cool. And, you are looking good as Al Capone." Ashley looked over her sister.
"Thanks, you're looking pretty good as Caesar. Do you think it was stupid to make it a masquerade ball?" Kyla asked as they walked towards the kitchen.
"Nah, since we missed our legendary Halloween ball it more than makes up for it. Plus, we are going to look great, as usual."
"Of course we are." Kyla laughed as they entered the kitchen, "Tony, my man, what's going on?"
"Ah, my two favorite girls, come on, give Uncle Tony some love." he said pulling them both into hugs. "Don't start with the 'you aren't our uncle', I practically raised you two, when the band was on tour," the bodyguard said.
"Hello, to you too, girls." a tall man sitting next to Tony said.
"Bradley, you know we love you." Ashley grinned, kissing him on the cheek.
"Alright, here's your list." Kyla handed it to Tony and he quickly reviewed it.
"Good, good." he handed the clipboard to Bradley, who looked over it as well. Tony turned to the girls. "Now, now, I have a surprise for you," he said, walking to the pantry door.
"You didn't rearrange again did you?" Ashley asked.
"You know, I won't let him do that, Ash." Bradley laughed.
"No," Tony shook his head at the girls, laughing. "But, I did add a new addition."
He opened the door and someone stepped out.
"Hannah!" the twins smiled and hurried over to their older sister.
"Hey, little sisters, how are you doing?"
"We haven't seen you in forever. Where have you been?" Ashley asked.
"Oh, traveling around. Nothing special really." she grinned.
Kyla was about to respond when voices filtered through the house.
"Carson!"
"Ashley!"
"Would they be your girlfriends?" Hannah raised an eyebrow.
"Mine, yes. Hers," Ashley pointed to Kyla, shaking her head. "No, that would be Amanda. You know that they're married." the keeper joked.
"Watch it." Kyla smiled.
"Ladies," Tony said, setting five shot glasses on the table, filling them to the lip with Jack Daniels.
"Ash?" Hannah asked cautiously.
"It's cool, my only drink I promise."
"Okay, then. Let's do this." Kyla said.
"To rock," Bradley started, lifting his glass.
"To love," Kyla's glass joined Bradley's in the air.
"To friends," Hannah said.
Tony was next, "To family."
"To life." they all put their glasses together as Ashley joined them.
Quickly, the all threw the shot back and slammed the glasses on the counter.
"Party time," Ashley grinned.
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The party was in full swing with people standing against walls talking to friends, with drinks in hand. The kitchen was crowded and the line for the bathroom was unimaginable, but that was a Davies' sisters party. And, no one wanted to miss a moment so they stayed. They waited, They drank and they danced.
In the middle of the room that was serving as the dance floor, Ashley and Hayley and Madison and Michelle were dancing to Try Again by Aaliyah.
Michelle and Madison were smiling and laughing about somethimg, while Ashley and Hayely were lost to the world, too engrossed in each other.
Sam pushed her way through the crowd, trying to get to her teammates. She tapped Michelle on the shoulder, the blonde nodded and kissed her girlfriend before she and Sam tried to get Ashley's attention.
"Ashley!" Sam yelled.
"Yeah?"
"It's time, let's go."
Ashley nodded, kissed Hayley and told her she would be back shortly.
Kyla was waiting by the small stage that was set up, she and Ashley walked center stage when the trio arrived, as Sam and Michelle stepped behind the curtain to make sure everything was fine, before returning to stand with the sisters.
Kyla signaled the DJ to cut the music, "Hey, everyone. I see you guys are having a great time." she smiled when people shouted.
Ashley wrapped an arm around her sister's shoulders, pulling the mic out of Kyla's hand.
"So, guys we have a few surprises.. for other people. Despite the fact that everyone thinks we are stuck up rich assholes, we are generous." Ashley and Kyla laughed.
Kyla took the mic back, "So, first up would Aiden Dennison and Alyssa Turren please come to the stage."
Everyone clapped as the couple came to the stage.
"Take it away Aiden," Kyla said handing the microphone to her friend who was dressed as James Bond.
"For those of you who don't know," the boy began, "two years ago tonight Alyssa and I met and been together since. That being said," he paused reaching into his pants pocket, he pulled out a small black box and kneeled in front of Alyssa. "Alyssa Turren, will you marry me?"
The girl was shocked and was at a loss for words, before regaining composure, "Yes!" she said, hugging Aiden.
The room filled with applause.
"Well, congrats to the newly engaged couple." Kyla said picking up the dropped mic.
"Now are next surprise, is for Sam Watson, who has chosen to dress as Lancelot, I see. Ladies, doesn't she look good?" their were screams from the crowd "and, our good friend Dan, who agreed to endure this crazy party for just a little while." Dan walked onto the stage. "Now, it is very important that you two meet, so shake hands, Sam and Dan," the two did quickly. Kyla handed the mic to her sister.
"So, now that these two know each other, could everyone turn theur attention to the West staircase," Ashley turned that way followed by everyone else, "Jimmy, bring up the light." she said, a spotlight landed on the staircase.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Lady Guinevere. The daughter of Dan Helding and the girlfriend of Sam Watson, Morgan Helding." Ashley anounced as the girl came down the stairs. Sam didn't wait and jumped off the stage making her way towards Morgan.
"Hey you two, that's enough. Get down here." Kyla laughed.
"Now that all the surprises are out, and Sam and Morgan ran off. It's time for some fun." Ashley said, "I might regret this later, but we are going to play a little game called Extreme Karaoke. The rules are simple, whoever is drawn comes up here, picks a song from this jar," the brunette pointed. "If it is a solo, then they are alone. If it is more than that, they draw more names to join them! Who's ready to play?" the crowd grumbled.
"Hey now, hey now." Kyla spoke into the extra mic she grabbed, "The best soloist, duet, group, and so on get a special prize." she tempted.
"Plus," Ashley interjected, "if we make a fool of ourselves," Ashley stepped next to Kyla, "especially on our birthday, so can you."
"So, let's see first up, would be..." Kyla paused drawing a name, "The new girl, Spencer Carlin!"
Well, there it is. I promise more is on the way and I promise to update more. The chapters may be a little shorter, but I will get it to you guys.
Thanks for reading and please review if you would like.
Next Time on HI: More party, Ash makes a mistake, a Spashley encounter in the dark hallways of the mansion, followed by a bad Spylan argument... hmm...
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