"Ell," Ashley called as she walked out of Mrs. Kwan's class. It was a cold, sunny Monday morning, and after an English class with Mrs. Kwan, Ash was dying to talk to her best friend.

"Hey, Ell, wait up." Ashley smiled.

"Oh, hey, Ash, how was the party," Ellie asked as they continued to walk down the hall together.

"It was decent, where were you? With Cameron, I'm guessing." Ashley smirked.

"Sean Cameron? Why would I be with him?" Ellie looked curiously at Ashley.

"Because you're dating now!" Ashley was confused. What's going on, Ashley thought.

"Uh, no, Trevor and I got back together, I just couldn't go to the party because things were rough with my mom that night." Ellie stopped and looked Ashley. "Where did you hear this?"

"Uh, never mind, I guess I heard wrong, I was a little out of it." Ashley blushed.

"I'll catch you later Ash." Ellie disappeared down the hall.

What's going on? Why would Trevor lie to me like that, it's wrong. Thoughts ran through Ashley's head as she headed to Mr. Simpson's class. When she walked in, she saw Trevor as always, sitting in his usual spot, but this time, he gave her a smoldering look that sent tingles throughout her body.

When she sat down, an IM popped up on the computer screen.

Sk8r983: Hey, Ash, i missed u yesterday.

Ashley angrily replied.

Drkangel069: when the hell were you gonna tell me u were w/ Ell?

Sk8r983: Ash, it iz complicated, she's in2 me, i didn't want to hurt her, I want you Ash.

Drkangel069: she's my bff, but y don't u dump her? U just said u didn't like her.

Sk8r983: Meet me near the b-ball courts after school. We need 2 tlk.

Sk8r983 signed off.

Ashley vowed not to meet him, it's wrong she thought. I can't do this to my best friend, because when I get close enough to touch him, the last thing I'll want to do is talk. I won't go she thought, I won't go.

Ashley didn't show up to meet Trevor, but she headed over to see Mark instead.

"Hey," he almost whispered when Mark answered the door. She walked in his loft, and before he could utter another word, mauled him. Ashley couldn't stand. If she couldn't get any from Trevor, maybe Mark would make it happen.

They were on the floor feeling each other out for a while, before Mark broke the kiss.

"What's all this about? Why am I even doing this? You ditched me on Saturday." Mark stared at Ashley, who was lying on top of him, on the cold slate floor.

"Shut up! Do you want this or not?" Ashley was getting impatient. It was a little unlike her, she had suddenly become this aroused vixen, compared to the prude, cold, bitch she had been before.

"I guess I want it, but are we ever going to talk?" Mark questioned Ashley.

"Yes, fine, that'll be great, but not now." Ashley said urgently. She gently rolled off him, and onto the floor.

"Are you serious?" Mark was still skeptical.

"Yes, but not now," Ashley said urgently. Mark kept staring her eyes, and realized there was some sort of hunger in them, and then he abruptly felt important. He then stood up, and scooped Ashley into his arms, and carried her to his room.

Later on, they were lying next to each other under Mark's down comforter.

Ashley could barely move, she felt exhilarated. I thought Trevor was good, she thought. She rolled over and ran her hands up and down Mark's chest.

Mark sat up, and rested against his backboard, and consequently Ashley put her head in his lap. Mark gently caressed her head, as she stared up at the metal, bedroom fan.

"Ash," he said, but then hesitated. "Had you done that before?"

"Had you?" she asked, but then almost burst into laughter after she said it.

"Yeah, I have." He touched her cheek.

"Well, Mark, I have too. Sorry, to disappoint you." Ashley feeling really confident.

"With Trevor, right?" Mark's voice cracked a little.

With those words, Ashley sat straight up in bed. There was no point in lying now, he was going to find out sometime.

"Yes," she said, but her voice was barely audible.

"I thought so. You don't have to tell me any details, I don't need any." Mark's voice got colder.

"How'd you know?" Ashley was extremely curious.

"I went to Book Ends, and Reggie, that clerk, kind said some stuff about you two. Then, at the party, the way Trevor looked at you, and then you didn't come downstairs." Mark stood up and started to get dressed.

Ashley burst into tears, but then stopped herself before she could start to sob.

"Why'd you have sex with me then?" Her voice barely trembled.

"Because, I like you a lot Ash, and I didn't want to lose you, it's lame, because I was kind of mad at you while we were doing it, but whatever."

Mark looked at Ashley, who had also started to get dressed.

"Mark, I wanted you, don't you get it? I still want you." Ashley started laughing. She stood up on the bed, with only her underwear on, and started jumping on the bed.

"Ash, are you okay?" Mark gawked at her.

"I'm fine," she yelled, and continued to jump. "I feel like such a kid, and I'm happy, I'm happy because of you! You made my day, Mark. You made my day." She laughed again, and then sat down on the bed.

"I've never seen you this happy." Mark's eyes were shining.

"I haven't felt this way in a while." Ashley scrambled around looking for her jeans.

When she found them, she looked behind her, and saw Mark smiling at her.

"Forgive me Mark?" She ask innocently.

"Yeah, I guess I do," he started to say as he walked across the room. "But, it's Trevor I want to talk to."

And with that, Mark picked up Ashley and threw her back onto the bed.

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