I'm normally the calm and very cool laid back person but Spencer changed all that. God, the teasing I went through. My friends sure got a good laugh anytime I zoned or if Spencer was around. I was a stumbling, mumbling, rambling fool around this girl and no one ever rattled me, like EVER. She never paid them any mind though and she told me I was cute which did nothing but make me blush. Blush is not a good color on me, it only served for embarrassment.

Flashback

*Beep Beep Beep Beep*

"Ugh, I stupid school, stupid alarm, stupid, stupid, stupid." To say that I hat mornings is an understatement.

Slowly waking up I turn on my iPod and blast it through the room. No reason to be quiet, I'm pretty sure mommy dearest is nowhere near this house.

A smile graces my face at the song that's playing. I walk into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

I put your picture on my mirror
Start to blush when somebody says your name
In my stomach there's a pain
See you walk in my direction, I go the other way

I start to stutter when I speak
Try to stand, but my knees go weak
What's happening to me
In the Dark, can you tell me what it means

Mouth full of foam, I start making awful faces at myself in the mirror.

I lay my head on my pillow
I'm starring out the window
Wish on a star for a sign
What's the reason why

I start to belt out the song, singing around the toothbrush.

You're always on my mind
When you come around I get shy
Baby when I see you
When I see you

Spitting out the toothpaste and smiling I finish singing loudly.

Never know when you might walk by
So I gotta be right on time
When I see you
Baby when I see you

By this point my toothbrush has become my microphone and I'm auditioning for American Idol in my bathroom. All of a sudden I hear clapping, song completely forgotten when I see who's standing before me.

"Well that's just hot. I gotta say a solid 8.5 on a scale of 1 to 10. You're definitely Hollywood material."

"Jesus Christ! You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here and how did you get in?"

"I have my ways."

"You're starting to creep me out with all your cryptic shit Spence."

"Whatever, you love it."

"Maybe a little." I realize that I'm still not presentable and rush to shut the bathroom door to finish up and get changed for school.

"Hey Ash, I gotta say I love the bed hair!"

"God, I can't believe you saw me like that. I'm supposed to be all hot and mysterious and you see me before I can put my face on."

"Trust me its okay. You're still just as beautiful, Ash."

"Ugh, you're just saying that to get in my pants." I say emerging from the bathroom all fresh and looking good enough to eat.

"Well what can I say; I've always been a fan of morning sex. So wha'dya say, you up for a roll in the ol' sack?"

I walk over to where she's sitting at my desk chair and bend to grab my messenger bag hanging on the back of it and walk out of the room shaking my head. 'I swear that girl was made just to throw me off my game.'

Not long after a blonde head of hair is rushing past me on the staircase and opening the front door for me. I blush and offer a small thanks and head to my car.

"So, how 'bout you really thank me by giving me a ride to school this morning?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Spencer My car can only fit two and the three of us won't fit in here. Guess you're walking." I say getting into the car.

"Three" she says actually counting on her fingers, "you're either delirious or you seriously need to go back and learn your numbers from grade school."

"Oh, I can definitely count. Top of my calculus class here."

"Okay then where are you getting this imaginary third person from?"

"I'm definitely not imagining anything. I was referring to you, myself, and your over-sized ego," I say with a smirk.

She just laughs and hops into the passenger seat without even a rebuttal. "Drive woman. Not everybody is a super genius like you. I have a test to study for before class. Chop, chop."

"Bossy much?"

She smirks and replies, "take it however you like as long as you call me Mistress."

"Okay Mistress Spencer." I say revving up the engine

"Now that's what I like to hear. You're getting better at this."

I put the car in drive and take my foot off the gas, "pshh, whatever. You just hold on to your seatbelt."

…and we're off. This girl drives me insanely crazy and I love it.

----------------

"When I See U" by Fantasia