A/N: Soooooooo sorry for the wait. I've just become a lil bit obsessed with Glee and it's had me a lil bit distracted. Forgive me?

"Jesus," Kyla moaned as she and Spencer came through the front door. "My feet are killing me and I'm going to wet myself."

"Thanks for sharing that." Spencer made a face at her friend as she struggled to keep hold of the many shopping bags she was holding.

"Can you drop the bags in the living room while I go pee?"

"Yes master."

"Thanks"

Kyla patted her friend on the shoulder before disappearing up the stairs. Spencer rolled her eyes as she made her way into the living room. She paused when she saw Ashley. The brunette was sat with her back to her at the black grand piano in the far corner of the room. She was busy scribbling something down on paper, a small frown etched across her face. Not wanting to startle the brunette, Spencer subtly cleared her throat as she placed the bags down beside the plush leather sofa. Ashley turned slightly, the glasses she wore slipping down her nose as she tapped her pencil distractedly against her notepad.

"Ky, did you remember to pick up the bagels and my Pepsi?"

"Yeah, she did"

Ashley looked up and smiled at the blonde bashfully. "Hey, sorry I thought you were Kyla."

"She ran off to the bathroom, asked me to drop her bags in here." Spencer explained, tilting her head slightly. "You play piano?"

"Um, yea" Ashley ran her fingers across the surface of the keys. "Do you?"

"Uh, no." Spencer laughed. "I wanted to learn when I was younger, but after a disastrous attempt at learning the recorder, my music teacher thought it best I stay away from the piano and every other musical instrument for the sake of her sanity."

The brunette's eyes shone with mirth. "You couldn't have been that bad."

"She told my parents I was the worst student she'd ever had." Spencer snorted, shoving her hands into her pockets.

"Maybe she was just a bad teacher." Ashley eyed her for a split second before waving her over. "Come, sit next to me."

Spencer raised a questioning eyebrow at the smaller girl. "Why?"

"Come on Carlin, don't be scared." The brunette smirked.

Spencer hesitated slightly before moving over to sit beside the brunette on the bench.

"Ok, there are eighty-eight black and white keys on a full sized piano," Ashley began. "It's not as complicated as it seems, the keys are actually made up in groups of twelve notes." Ashley played each key as she spoke. "It starts at A, B, C, D, E, F, G. It then goes back to A again…B, C etc. Now the black notes are made up of groups of three and two-"

"Are you attempting to teach me piano?" Spencer cut in softly.

Ashley cocked her head slightly and her chocolate eyes met Spencer's blue as she gave her a lopsided smile. "Just the basics."

Spencer gazed at the girl beside her, a small smile of her own forming on her lips. "Play me something." She quietly requested.

Ashley raised an eyebrow at the cheerleader. "I'm teaching here…"

"Please."

The brunette took one look at the puppy dog eyes Spencer was sending her way and sighed dramatically. "Alright," she relented, making a show of cracking her knuckles, much to the blonde's amusement. "Any requests?"

Spencer shook her head. "Anything you want."

"Anything I want huh?" Ashley grinned. She paused briefly, before beginning to play. Her eyes never left Spencer's as she played out a poignant melody she obviously knew by heart. "Do I get anything I want for playing for you?" Ashley asked suggestively, her voice taking on a more husky tone. Spencer didn't miss the way the other girls eyes briefly flickered to her lips either.

"Like what?" Spencer asked innocently, deciding to have a little fun with the brunette.

"Oh, I could think of quite a few things I'd like from you."

"Oh really?" Spencer replied, amused.

"Yep, and you can start by giving me your number." Ashley stated.

"Are you always this much of a shameless flirt?"

"Yea, pretty much," Ashley answered with a smirk. She stopped playing and reached into her jean pocket to retrieve her cell. "So, your number…"

Spencer laughed, grabbing the brunette's phone from her. She typed in her number before handing the phone back to Ashley. "Happy now?"

"It's a start." Ashley shrugged, before winking cheekily at the blonde.

The sound of footsteps approaching pulled both girls attention away from one another and to the doorway just in time to see Kyla saunter through and throw herself down on the couch.

"Hey, I just got a message from Mac, says she's djing at Ego Saturday night and can get us on the guest list if we're interested"

"Hell yeah, we're interested!" Ashley exclaimed.

"Spencer?"

"Sounds good"

"Awesome!" Kyla clapped her hands together excitedly. "Alright I'll text Mac back and tell her we're in. Should I tell her to put Aid on the list too Spence?"

"No, he's away this weekend at some camp for a team bonding exercise."

"Great! Then you can be my date for the night." Ashley smiled widely.

"In your dreams," Spencer replied, patting the brunette on the shoulder as she stood up. "I gotta go meet Aiden for dinner with my parents."

"Dinner with the 'rents huh?" Ashley smirked. "How cute."

"Ash, shut up!" Kyla chastised her sister. "Call me later Spence."

"I will, bye guys."

"Have fun," Ashley remarked.

"Oh don't worry, I will," Spencer shot back over her shoulder as she walked out the door.

Ashley let out a chuckle as she watched the blonde leave before turning to face her sister who looked less than impressed.

"Don't even think about it." She warned.

"What?"

"Don't play innocent with me Ash. I see that look in your eyes."

"What look?"

"The look that says you want to touch," Kyla stared at her sister hard. "You keep shooting it in Spencer's direction. She's off limits, ok? You're not allowed to touch Spencer."

"Ok."

"I mean it, Ash."

"Alright! Jesus!" Ashley exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. "No touching Spencer, I get it."

"Good." Kyla smiled, finally placated.

"Doesn't mean I can't have some fun though," Ashley smirked before darting into the hallway, narrowly avoiding the cushion thrown in her direction. She let out a girlish giggle, picked up the discarded cushion and leaned round the doorway, smiling teasingly at her sister.

"A girl's gotta have a little fun round here."

Spencer could feel herself being pushed further into the mattress as Aiden adjusted his weight on top of her. He had dragged her up to her room as soon as he had arrived and they'd been engaged in a heavy make-out session ever since.

"Spencer," he moaned, pawing at her right breast before attaching his lips to hers.

He pushed down into her roughly once, then twice quickly building a rhythm, his breath hot against her ear. He moved his free hand down to the blonde's inner thigh where he started to draw lazy circles.

"Aiden," Spencer gasped, stilling his wandering hand with her own. "My parents are downstairs."

"We can be quiet," he grinned.

She gave him a disbelieving look. "Glen is just down the hall."

"And? Madison is always in his room."

He leant down and kissed her softly at first but he soon deepened it and Spencer again found herself pressed into the mattress as Aiden repositioned himself between her legs. One of his hands fell beside her head while the other trailed up under her t-shirt and Spencer had to swallow a moan when he started to lick and nip his way down her body.

"Aid," she rasped, pushing up into him despite herself. "We have to stop."

He sat back on his knees, the desire clearly evident by the bulge in his trousers. He was breathing heavily as he looked down on the blonde.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked.

Beeeeeeep

"I think that's a sign," Spencer giggled, reaching over to retrieve her phone from the bedside table. She flipped it open to reveal a message from an unknown number.

Hey blondie, it's Ashley. Just making sure that this is actually Spencer and not some random person she decided to blow me off with. Not that you would blow me off cos hello, I'm hot! Anyways text me back and lemme know. Mwah!

"Who is it?" Aiden asked, clearly irritated that they'd been interrupted.

"Oh, it's um…Kyla," Spencer lied. She quickly sent a reply before turning her attention back to her boyfriend. "We should get downstairs, dinner should be ready any minute."

"Ok, I'll just use the bathroom first" Aiden sighed. He climbed off the bed and disappeared out the door just as Glen entered. Her brother gave him a withering look before greeting her with a smile.

"Hey lil sis."

"Glen, to what do I owe the pleasure?" She inquired, silently thanking god that she and Aiden had been interrupted before Glen had walked in on them.

"Thought I'd come see what you were up to."

"Aiden's just gone to wash up before we go down for dinner."

Glen nodded. "Cool, I'll wait and we can go down together then."

Spencer rolled her eyes. She knew Glen hated Aiden and was just making sure he had no time alone with his little sister. Her phone buzzed again and she giggled when she read the message she received.

So it is your real number? I knew you couldn't resist me Carlin. So what are you wearing Sat nite? I figure we should color co-ordinate since you're going as my date.

"That isn't Aiden sending you a dirty message is it" Glen frowned.

"What?"

"Cos your smiling like an idiot."

"No, Glen, it's not Aiden sending me a dirty message or any message at all for that matter."

"Then who's got you smiling like that?" Glen asked, making a grab for the phone which Spencer moved out of his reach just in raised an eyebrow at his sister's evasiveness, his interest clearly piqued. "Are you interested in another guy?" He stage whispered, clearly delighted at the thought.

Spencer gave her brother an 'are you serious' look before shaking her head. "Sorry to disappoint you, but no, I'm not interested in another guy. The text was from Kyla's sister, Ashley."

"As in Aiden's ex, Ashley? As in the girl who turned gay after a year with him?"

"She didn't 'turn' gay, Glen" Spencer admonished with an eye roll.

"Whatever" Her brother grinned throwing an arm round her. "I think I should meet this Ashley. She sounds amazing!"

"Uh-huh. No chance."

"What? Why?" Glen frowned.

"Because Glen, I don't want you causing trouble. It's hard enough as it is without you sticking your big nose in."

"Is Aiden giving you a hard time? Cause if he is, I'll kick his ass."

Spencer let out a frustrated breath. "No, Glen. Could you, just for one second put your irrational hatred towards my boyfriend to one side."

"I'm sorry" Glen mumbled, looking duly apologetic.

"Things are just a little tense right now."

"I bet. How's Kyla?"

"Oh, she's fine," Spencer laughed. "It's everyone else."

Glen gave his sister a confused look. "What'dya mean? I thought Ky hated her sister."

"She did. But they're working through their issues, quite successfully it seems." Spencer smiled. "The same can't be said about the rest of the school though; all of whom pretty much hate Ashley."

"Including Aiden?"

"Led by Aiden" Spencer corrected with a sigh. "And that's where my problem lies."

"What's your opinion on her?"

Spencer paused for thought, running a hand through her hair restlessly. "Before she arrived I was terrified." She admitted. "I'd heard all these horror stories about her, Madison told me to not have anything to do with her and Aiden basically called her the devil in disguise. But after meeting Ashley and spending a little time around her I kinda like her. I mean she's cocky as hell and an outrageous flirt but underneath all that I think she's actually kind of cool, ya know? But I know Aiden hates her and for good reason, so that makes me feel kinda bad."

"Look I'm not Aiden bashing or anything…" Spencer raised her eyebrows disbelievingly. "I'm not" Glen denied. "I just think whatever happened between the two of them happened in the past and maybe he should just leave it there. I mean he has you now right? So he shouldn't still be hung up on something some girl did over a year ago. And you definitely shouldn't feel bad for liking Ashley."

"But I do."

"You do what?" Aiden asked from the doorway.

Spencer jumped in surprise at the sound of her boyfriends voice. She turned around to find Aiden regarding the both of them suspiciously. "Oh, umm…"

"She was telling me she thinks I should be a lot nicer to you." Glen answered, apathetically, receiving a grateful smile from his sister. He turned to the blonde and winked in reply, before his eyes hardened as he looked at Aiden. "And I told her there's no way in hell" He finished with a smug grin, before strolling out, making sure to shoulder barge the basketball player on the way.

Aiden clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to go after him. He looked over at Spencer clueless. "What is his problem with me?"