"Hey, it's my turn for a question." Spencer said quickly. Ashley smiled at her.
"I know."
"What happened to your family, and I want the detailed version." Spencer said. Ashley sighed and looked down at her glass.
"You said you were starting off easy." She replied looking back up at Spencer.
"This isn't easy?" Ashley only gave her a look before taking a deep breath.
"You sure your ready? This could be a long story." Spencer nodded ready to finally get some story behind the mysterious brunette.
"I don't think your ready." Ashley said looking back down at her glass. She watched the sweat roll down.
"Ashley, I'm ready."
"Then I'm not."
"Did they get taken away from you?" Spencer guessed.
"Spencer please." Ashley pleaded. The grasp on the glass tightened. She watched as a small sliver of glass popped off from the rim. Luckily Spencer didn't see.
"Ashley you promised." Spencer whined.
"I know." Ashley paused taking one last daring look at Spencer.
"Ok, my family lived in Ohio for a while." Ashley paused to look at Spencer afraid of how she would take the next bit of info.
"But they moved when the French and Indian war took place." She breathed out. Spencer looked confused.
"Wait your family problems go all the way back to your, what, great, great grandparents or so?" Ashley sighed in frustration.
"This was a bad idea."
"No continue please." Spencer said quickly.
"Fine I'll cut to the chase then. My parents ran to California, they got hurt, I was born already by then. The people that killed them hurt me but not enough to kill me." Ashley said. Her memories were rushing back to her, taunting her with the exact sounds, the exact feelings she had been through when it all happened.
"And that's why my family isn't around anymore." Spencer nodded but was confused as to what the war had to do with anything.
"Now it's my turn. Let's see…what about vampires interests you so much? Specifically don't give me and answer like oh they just seem cool." Ashley told her. Spencer smiled thinking of a way to explain it to the breath taking girl in front of her. She was getting better at resisting the urge to gasp every time Ashley's eyes would change color, they changed into a beautiful indigo color right before her and she did nothing but take it all in.
"Well," She started while watching the black specs turn the same color as her regular eyes. The ring stayed the same amber color.
"I think what intrigues me the most is how they used to always be portrayed as the bad guys,"
"Or girls." Ashley but in uncontrollably. Spencer giggled.
"Yes or girls. But now all of a sudden they are noticed more as the dark romantic, the ones to save the ones they love in the end. Also," Spencer stopped herself from saying the rest.
"What?" Ashley nearly whispered.
"It's embarrassing."
"So, come on tell me." Ashley said resting her hand atop Spencer's. This caused the blond to gasp. She was still not used to the icyness in Ashley's skin.
"Sorry." Ashley said taking her hand back. Spencer didn't dare ask for it back no matter how badly she wanted it.
"I kind of want to be one. I know they aren't real but," She stopped to stare at Ashley who stood up abruptly.
"Don't you EVER ask for such a thing again!" She yelled. Spencer was surprised not by the mood swing, no she was used to that, but by Ashley's eyes. Sure they astounded her before but they astonished her more now because the color was split. Half of the eye was pink the other Black, straight down through the pupil. Carmen looked over at the table in alarm ready to speed off towards the table.
Ashley began to slowly sit back down slightly embarrassed at herself but more angry with what Spencer had just said. Whether she thought they were real or not, that is still a terrible thing to ask for.
"I-I'm sorry?" Spencer stammered unsure if that was a good answer. Ashley's eyes avoided Spencer's for a long moment.
"Ashley, I'm…sorry…I didn't mean to offend you if I did." Spencer said confused.
"I need to show you something."
"Ok,"
"You're going to hate me." Ashley's eyes still avoided the blond. She didn't mean to act so out of line but she could not believe what Spencer had just said. Who would wish for such a curse.
"I wont hate you Ash, I could never hate you." Ashley's flashed a crooked smile.
"You don't even know what it is yet, so how would you know?" Spencer smiled happy to have the semi-normal girl back.
"I just do, but it's my turn now so," She paused to think about what the next mystery was on her checklist. "Friends, you seem to have plenty but I never see you around them at school. Why?" Spencer asked.
"You know these questions aren't all that easy." Ashley mumbled. She only watched Spencer smile.
"Well, I guess its because I don't really relate to my friends. They all know who they are, what they want. Pretty much they have everything planned and me, not so much." Ashley said sighing as she looked over at Carmen who was getting dressed in a black apron. Spencer looked in her direction as well.
"Carmen wants to own her own sports bar, Jayden wants to do something involved with giving, like work at charities. Brandon wants to go into being a sports journalist, and Craig wants to do anything that involves Carmen." Ashley scoffed.
"Oh."
"My turn. What kind of music do you like?" Spencer was all but too aware at how easy these questions were.
"Well anything really. I don't like rap though. I hate rap."
"But you like to dance?"
"Hey that's a second question." Ashley chuckled.
"Yes, it is." Spencer smiled at her once again getting lost in her eyes. They were changing again, only this time the color they changed into felt like a normal color a dark chocolate brown. "What color are your eyes really?" Spencer blurted. That wasn't the question she had planned on asking. She wanted to know more about Ashley's family.
"Brown." Ashley stated simply before speaking again.
"Tell me about your family." Spencer was astounded by the intensity in Ashley's eyes. It almost looked like her life depended on the answer to the question. She felt goose bumps form on her arms.
"You're cold." Ashley stated.
"No, I'm not, just I don't know. Anyways back to my family." Spencer said quickly avoiding the reason of her shivers. Ashley leaned in closer listening intently.
"Well my mom is a doctor, who is hardly home. My dad…I think he's still figuring out what he wants to be. He's gone through almost a million jobs I swear. Then I have two older brothers in college. Actually Glenn the oldest is coming down to visit soon." Spencer finished. Ashley's eyes held the same intensity as before, if not more and Spencer found that she lost her breath within a few seconds. This again made Ashley smile with a gentle scoff.
"Ok then, what's your favorite color?"
"Wait it's my turn." Spencer said.
"Nope, I said, tell me about your family. I didn't ask anything did I?" Spencer's mouth opened to object but quickly closed in defeat.
"That's cheating." She finally said after a brief silence.
"But my favorite color at the moment would have to be pink. Now before you trick me again, why don't you eat in public?" Ashley didn't answer, she only stood up and held her hand out to Spencer. Spencer looked confused but looked around and only then noticed that more people had walked in and were dancing to the music she had just now noticed playing.
"I still want an answer." She almost whispered out as Ashley's cold hands grabbed her own.
"Later." Ashley whispered back hoisting the blond up.