Here's a little bit of Spencer's point of view in the beginning.

C.11 A change of heart

After that night Spencer decided she was going to break up with Jayden, because her affection belonged to someone other than her boyfriend, and she didn't want to drag the relationship on any longer. She knew the brunette was leaving soon, and she wondered what would happen if she did. Would they stay friends, would they keep in contact? What would happen? Spencer wondered but none the less she knew she didn't love him, even if nothing more than friendship evolved with the brunette.

That morning she called him, asking if he had time to spare. Jayden said yes and the two decided to meet at the beach. She hated hurting his feelings, hurting anyone but she had to, she was falling deeper with someone who wasn't him and she didn't want to lead Jay on anymore, it wasn't fair.

She was at the beach now sitting on the sand away from the crashing waves, watching the sun reach its full peek. She was early, getting their ten minutes prior. She had a lot to think about; last night, the pier, the dance, the tour, the best memories of this week belonged to the brunette, not even the date Jayden and Spencer shared outdo the brunette. She didn't regret the decision though, even as she waited for her boyfriend to arrive, her mind wandered to the Davies girl.

Spencer heard the footsteps creep up behind her, getting louder and louder as he closed the distance between them. She looked at him and he gave her a wide smile, oblivious to what was going to happen. When she didn't speak, he sat beside her on the sand and kissed her cheek, making it utterly harder for the blonde to break the boy's heart.

"Hi" he said breaking their silence; she looked at him with a small smile that didn't reach its full extent. He caught on and his sad hazel eyes looked away, he knew something was wrong. "What is it?" he asked wasting no time in beating around the bush.

"Why do you love me?" She asked looking into those hazel eyes, his brows knitted together in a frown.

"Because" he said and when he kissed her on the cheek she felt nothing, no butterflies, no racing heartbeat, no sweaty palms nothing, nothing like she felt when Ashley simply smiled at her.

"Why are you asking me this?" He said a frown deepening his features "Do you love me?" He asked with a tinge of hope.

Spencer contemplated what to say, she didn't want to hurt him "Honestly?" she asked, giving him a warning before she would let it all spill out in the open.

"Honestly" he confirmed.

"I like you a lot Jay, I love you as a friend, but no, I don't love you the way I should" She said her eyes finally meeting hazel orbs to show him how serious she was "Not like a girlfriend should" she finished.

"What the hell" he said his voice growing louder, his eyebrows knitting together

"I'm sorry" She said softly putting her hand on his knee for comfort.

Jayden flicked the hand away "Don't"

"I still want to be friends" she said looking out at the crashing blue waves.

Jayden's features softened "I don't know if I could handle it" he said softly, and she nodded her head understanding.

When there was nothing more to say and the only noise that filled the scene was the seagulls and the crashing tides Jayden got up and walked away, his shoulders slumping and his hands shoved in his jean pockets.

She swallowed hard, feeling bad for hurting him as she watched the view of the lake before her waiting till the footsteps faded and Jay could no longer be seen. Then she got up dusting the sand off her clothes. She walked further along the beach until she reached the pier, memories of that night filling her mind when the dock came in sight. Her feet took her to the end of the dock, and she sat down, the same position she was in not to long before, the only thing missing was the brunette.

-

Ashley slept in late it was a little past ten when her heavy lids finally revealed the brown eyes beneath and even later when she finally got up and out of the warmth of her bed. Still squinting from the bright sun that filled the room she walked to the window sill. When she peered into the room next-door she saw nothing so she dragged her feet towards her night stand where she picked up the phone, having memorized the number. One ring, two rings, three rings.

She was about to hang up but a man's voice finally answered "Hello?" he said.

Ashley fidgeted with the phone cord twirling it around in her fingers "Um, is Spencer there" she asked the kind voice "please" she added as an afterthought, trying to be polite.

"No she's not here right now" the voice responded nonchalantly "she's out with her boyfriend" the kind voice turned in disgust at the final sentence.

Oh she said to herself a frown deepening her features "okay" she responded acting more enthused than she really was. She untangled her previously nervous fingers from the chord and hung up saying her goodbyes to the man she assumed was the blonde's brother.

After she ate breakfast with Kyla she made her way back upstairs grabbing her guitar and the sheet of paper. When she made her way back she found her sister sitting on the couch that occupied their living room, taking a seat beside her. Kyla looked at the guitar questionably, and Ashley caught on.

"I started writing a new song" she said gesturing towards the guitar "I wanted you to listen" she finished.

"Sure" the younger sister said flicking off the small television "as long as it's not like the last one" she said with a chuckle and the brunette glared at her.

"Pfft, that was epic okay" She said flicking her hair back cockily.

"You look so good with me, and I look so good with you. You have me infatuated with those nasty things you do?" Kyla asked raising a sculpted brow.

"Hey, that was wrote in the heat of the moment" The brunette said defending herself "besides it's not like I put it on the album"

Kyla rolled her eyes "Yeah, that was the last girl you liked, I'm scared to find out what you made up now"

"She was nasty" Ashley said fanning herself, but she had no feelings for the girl, it was pure lust, nothing compared to the way she felt for Spencer.

"Ew, please spare me" Kyla responded, knitting her brows in disgust.

When Ashley picked up her guitar and set it on her lap, Kyla continued "I just know you'd feel so good inside, I love your eyes, your creamy thighs now baby, open wide" she said in mock expression.

"She did feel good inside" Ashley said wriggling her eyebrows and licking two digits, making the younger sister cringe.

"Perv" she said and stopped further banter before she received a full out detailed description.

Ashley chuckled softly "Are you ready to hear the song now" she asked

"Yes ma'am" Kyla replied confirming.

Ashley put the strap over her head and pulled the sheet of music closer. Clearing her throat she started, strumming the guitar with her pick. The only noise that filled the room was the guitar at first, Ashley nodding her head to the noise. Then Ashley joined in with the instrument, her beautiful voice in sync with the strums of her guitar.

I remember the day that I first looked your way

We sat on the beach watching the stars in the skies

But Instead I watched the twinkle in your ocean blue eyes

And the hand that held yours, wishing it was mine

I remember the times on that lake pier

When you started to share

I was mesmerised

She sang the lyrics she had so far, stopping only a short time after the song started. She wasn't far in the song; she still had a while to go, but she liked it so far especially since it was about the beautiful blonde next door.

Kyla sat dazed even after the song stopped "Your writing a love song?" she asked. The brunette never wrote a romantic song before, not even when she dated other girls. Kyla was stunned; her sister and the blonde weren't even together yet and she started writing a love song.

"Yeah" Ashley replied like it was obvious.

"You must really like her" Kyla said and the brunette ducked her head nodding.

They both went their separate ways when the phone rang and Kyla went to pick it up, finding Aiden on the other line.

Ashley went back upstairs with her guitar and sheet, leaving the guitar strapped around her neck. She sat at the wooden desk in the corner of her room, sitting at the chair with the sheet tapping her fingers on the smooth wooden table.

She started writing but quickly scratched the sentence out. Leaning her head on her fist, with her elbow on the desk, she wrote again.

Again she scratched it out, frustrated she thought about the blonde. Day turned to evening and she wondered where the blonde was. Was Spencer uncomfortable with what happened the night before? Was she spending the whole day with her boyfriend again? She wondered but the thought frustrated her further. So she thought of Spencer, her eyes, her lips, her soft voice, everything Spencer.

And finally she started to write, this time without marking up the page.

It's your eyes but it is so much more

Because when you look at me I'm done for

It's your smile but it is so much more

Just the sound of your voice and I'm done for