Disclaimer: I don't own the recognizable characters and I won't be making any money off of them. A/N: First of all, thank you so much to the people who reviewed the first chapter. I know the first chapter was a bit confusing. I guess it's kind of a mutated song fic - I was inspired by the way hearing a bunch of songs tends to guide my thoughts, or at least my moods. But that was just a jumping off point, so hopefully this chapter will make more sense.

uUnusual Interest/u

"Hi Mrs. Martin," Ashley greeted cheerfully. "Jimmy, you better hurry, class is about to start."

Jimmy Martin dashed into the dojo while his mother greeted Ashley at the front desk.

"Hi Ashley, how are you doing today?"

Ashley was surprised, but didn't let it show. "Find," she answered with a smile. She had begun working Saturdays as Rocky's receptionist about a year ago, but few of the parents took any interest in her.

"Ashley, has anyone told you what a nice young woman you are?"

"A few," Ashley could no longer hide her confusion.

"I'll cut straight to the point," Mrs. Martin said. "I've got a single neighbor, and I think he'd be perfect for you-"

"Sorry," Ashley jumped in. "I've got a boyfriend."

"Oh," Mrs. Martin looked taken aback. But only for a moment. "Are you just saying that?"

"No, I-"

"Because I understand how awkward blind-fates are. And I don't normally do this."

"No, really-"

"But I really think you two would hit it off."

"No, Mrs. Martin, ureally/u. He travels a lot for his job, but we've been together for a while. You can ask Rocky or Adam."

Mrs. Martin was defeated, "Alright, but if you change your mind, let me know."

"Thanks Mrs. Martin," Ashley said with a tight smile. "I appreciate the offer."

The rest of Ashley's day passed uneventfully until after the last class, when Rocky come up to her smirking. He stood there just looking at her as she finished a phone call and gathered her things.

"What?" she finally huffed.

"Guess who wanted to talk to me earlier."

"I don't know, who?"

"Mrs. Martin." Rocky could barely contain his laughter as Ashley's jaw dropped. "She wanted to know if you really have a boyfriend."

"Talking about Mrs. Martin?" Adam asked joining them. Rocky finally lost it and doubled over laughing. Adam just glanced at him before looking questioningly at Ashley.

"She wants to set me up with her neighbor," Ashley said glaring at Rocky's shaking form.

"Oh," Adam said, his mouth beginning to twitch, while Rocky laughed harder.

"Go ahead, you two, yuck it up. Just wait 'til she does it to you."

Adam shook his head, as Rocky stood wiping tears away. "Sorry, Ash," Rocky said, "but you gotta admit it's funny."

"I guess," Ashley rolled her eyes. She put her purse on her shoulder and started to leave.

"Aw, don't leave angry," Rocky said. "Really, Ash, I'm sorry. Come on, come to dinner with us."

"Yeah," Adam said, "We're meeting Aisha and Tommy at the beach club."

"It's not every night that you get to have dinner from Bulkmeir's," Rocky added.

"Oh, guys," Ashley sighed, "I would, but I had a late night last night. Right now I just want some sleep."

"Hey, that's right." Rocky paused, then offered, "Well, you could come for a little while and fill us in on Cassie and the guys, and still make it home fairly early."

"Ugh, fine," Ashley gave in, "but hurry up and change."