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Ashley's eyes widened in surprise as the blonde shoved her to the ground. Spencer's eyes were clouded with a dirty lust. It was frightening yet … very sexy.
Before Ashley could say anything Spencer's eager tongue entered her mouth, desire began to curse through the brunette's heated body.
"Spencer," the Martian moaned in question.
The blonde tore her lips from Ashley's briefly. "No talking," she murmured as she straddled the confused yet very willing Martian.
Ashley sat up and deepened the kiss. She placed her hands on Spencer's behind and pulled her closer. The blonde moaned and began to lightly grind against the Martian's stomach.
Suddenly the door flew open and there stood-
"Ms. Caldwell!" Ashley and Spencer screeched shuffling away from one another.
"Hello darlings," the teacher greeted in confusion. "What might you two be doing in here?"
"Um," Spencer stuttered searching for an excuse. "Oh there's my pencil," she said slapping her forehead and picking up a random pencil she saw in the corner of the closet. "Good thing we found it in this … closet, right Ashley?"
The Martian frowned. "But Spencer you were not looking for a uff," she grunted when Spencer's elbow met her stomach sharply. "I mean yes. Here is that pencil."
Ms. Caldwell eyed them suspiciously. Spencer gulped hoping that their drama teacher would buy that silly excuse of an … excuse.
"Alright then," Ms. Caldwell shrugged before walking away.
"Wow," Spencer gawked. "That actually worked?"
"Um Spencer," Ashley asked bashfully. "Not that I am complaining or anything but … what was that kiss all about?"
"Oh that um, that, ah, was," Spencer hesitated. "That was …just a rewarding kiss for you being the um … best girlfriend ever."
"Oh," Ashley smiled. "If I knew humans gave out those kind of kisses I would be kissing you for eternity."
The blonde looked down and frowned, "Yeah," she muttered.
Ashley bit her lip and timidly whispered, "I think I am ready Spencer."
Spencer gave her a look. "Ready for what?"
"I am ready to mate," the brunette stated with a proud smile.
"What," Spencer gasped.
"Listen Spencer," the Martian continued grasping Spencer's hands. "I love you and I know you love me. My father said not to completely commit to mating with anyone unless it's the real thing. I know this is the real thing. That's why I am ready."
The blonde blinked. "Um…."
Girl's Bathroom
"You need to end this," Madison yelled.
"I can't," Spence hissed. "I've got Carmen within my hands grasp. She's about to crack any minute now. I can feel it!"
"Are you fucking kidding me Spencer," the Latina fired back. "I'm sorry to say this but I don't think Carmen cares about who you're going out with. In fact she looks like she's pretty content with dating whatever slut happens to throw them self at her."
"That is not true," the blonde argued weakly.
"It is true," her friend countered. "It's obvious Carmen doesn't like a challenge. She just likes easy chicks. If she has to work to get to you she won't even bother going after you at all."
"So I'll try to make myself look easy."
"And what are you gonna do with Ashley?"
Spencer bit her lip and looked down. "I don't know."
"Why can't you just be with Ashley and forget about Carmen," Madison asked sighing in frustration.
"Oh get real Mads," Spencer scoffed. "She's an alien for crying out loud! I can't date an Alien! That's just … strange."
"Ashley doesn't think it's strange," Madison shrugged.
"Of course she doesn't think it's strange."
"I don't think it's strange."
"Well that's just you."
"The school doesn't think it's strange."
"The school doesn't know."
"Oprah doesn't think it's strange."
"Yeah well … wait," Spencer frowned. "What?"
The school bell rang.
"We better get to class," Madison sighed as she did a quick fix of her hair. "You need to fix this Spencer. It's not only you tied into all this bullshit it's me too."
"I'll figure something out," Spencer whispered more so to herself as she made her way out of the bathroom.
Almost immediately Ashley was by the blonde's side grasping her hand. "Spencer," Ashley said happily. "You will not believe what I discovered today!"
"What's that Ashley?"
"There's this weird tiny machine in the library I saw a student using," the Martian explained. "It does not talk but it has a tiny hole. When the boy stuck a pencil in it the writing utensil came out sharpened! Can you believe that?"
Spencer couldn't help the amused smile that tugged at her lips. "That's called a pencil sharpener Ashley."
"Oh," Ashley nodded. "That is strange. On my planet the pencils never need to be sharpened. The pencils just remain sharp."
"That's … interesting."
"I am thirsty." The Martian announced. "Do you have any pens on you?"
Spencer shook her head in disgust. "No, Ashley you are not drinking ink again. We here on Earth drink water when we're thirsty. Here," She said guiding the brunette over to a water fountain.
Ashley frowned. "What is this?"
Spencer tried to hold back an eye roll. "It's a water fountain, push the button, get your water, and let's go. I don't want to be late for class."
The Martian slowly approached the 'water fountain'. With caution she pressed the button. She jumped back quickly when a squirt of water sprayed out of the metal tunnel like thing. Once more she pressed the button and another squirt came out.
Ashley scratched her head. Did that mean she only had a certain amount of time to drink the water? Pressing the button once more she quickly ducked her head towards the jet of liquid but the water was gone before any hit her mouth.
Ashley growled and tried three more times ending with the same results. She let out a helpless sigh and smacked the fountain. "How does this contraption expect me to get water?"
Spencer, no longer able to contain herself, let out a chuckle. "Ashley, the longer you press the button the longer the water stays."
Ashley nodded and did as she was told. It worked! The Martian ducked her head to take a sip of the water but suddenly it went away.
"Hey," Ashley yelled. "Why did it stop? I did as you said and it still stopped!"
Spencer shrugged.
The school's plumber walked towards them. "Sorry about that young lady. We're working on the school's pipes. This should be up and running again tomorrow."
The Martian growled. Spencer laughed and tugged Ashley to their next class.
Theatre Class
"Okay my little ducklings," Ms. Caldwell sang out in her regularly cheery voice. "We will be working on our scenes today. But before that Bobby I'm-"
"It's Billy," he sighed in annoyance.
"Billy, that's what I said. I said Billy." she continued. "Now Bernie, I'm thinking of a number between one and two million what is it?"
He frowned. "Um … seven?"
"Wrong," the teacher snapped. "Get out right now!"
"What," he gasped.
"Out," she said pointing towards the classroom's door. "I want you out of my class room right now Beethoven!"
He sighed and shook his head. "It's Billy," he muttered walking out of the room.
"Ashley," Ms. Caldwell called out. "You tell me, what number I was thinking of."
"Ten thousand and thirty two," Ashley answered easily.
The teacher gasped. "That is correct how did you-"
"Lucky guess," the Martian supplied.
"Yes, a lucky guess," Ms. Caldwell murmured. She moved closer to Ashley and sniffed her briefly. Everyone looked on with confusion. The teacher stepped back. "I see. Well, class go ahead and get started," she announced walking over to her desk.
"She is beyond crazy," Spencer muttered.
"Why did she smell me," Ashley asked disturbed.
The blonde shrugged. Suddenly her eyes widened when she saw Carmen walk into the classroom. "Oh my God," she whispered.
Ashley turned and saw the human she hated the most. "Great," she muttered as the short brunette made her way over to them.
"Hey," Carmen greeted.
"Carmen," Spencer squeaked. "What are you doing here?"
"Yeah," Ashley hissed. "What are you doing here?"
The short brunette shrugged. "I have an open class this period. I wanted to come by and see one of my favorite girls."
Spencer blushed. Ashley stepped in front of her enemy. "Well, Ms. Caldwell is right over there. Take a good look at her and then leave."
"I was actually referring to Spencer," Carmen said defiantly.
"I think you are forgetting Spencer is my girlfriend," Ashley replied poking the brunette's chest. "You had your chance and you blew it."
"Who says my chances are up," Carmen gloated.
"I do," The Martian growled.
"Yeah, we'll see about that," The short brunette laughed. She turned her attention over to Spencer and winked over at Spencer. "I'll see you later sexy." Carmen purred before leaving the classroom.
Ashley let out a frustrated breath. "I really want to … as you humans say 'beat her ass'!"
Spencer shook herself out of her daze. She couldn't believe what had just happen. Maybe Madison was wrong. Carmen does like a challenge after all. Maybe this crazy plan was working.
This was great! In fact the blonde should be jumping with joy right now but for some reason she felt … unsatisfied. If she didn't know any better you could say she felt … guilty?
