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Author's Note

Yay, second chapter. So, I was thinking last night, that this story's probably going to wind up being bigger than the last. That's good, right? Yeah. I would like to thank my beta reader, NatitaluvsSmV, for their help.

Not Where We've Been

Chapter 2

By Persephone's Nautical Nun

You know who we haven't had a run-in with in a long time? Madison. I would think that as soon as word got around that Ashley and I were together, she'd come running, dragging her snide comments close in tow.

Ashley and I were sitting at one of the tables in the courtyard, talking about random things. Things were so good with her. There was still the tiny strain of needing to tell my family, but other than that, things were fantastic. This was easily the best relationship I've been in.

And then I noticed Madison out of the corner of my eye. I knew this confrontation was coming sooner or later. I was pretty much ready for it.

She came up to us with her holier-than-thou attitude intact. "Spencer, looks like I really was right about you. Just one question, why did you even bother denying it earlier, if you're just going to parade it around, now?"

Ashley was ready with a comeback, as always. God, she's hot when she's being sarcastic. Well, when she's fighting with Madison, anyway. "Probably the same reason you denied your bitchiness freshman year, because you weren't a bitch then."

Madison looked down her nose at Ashley. I hated the way she looked at her. Ashley deserved to be looked at with admiration, not scorn. "Yeah, didn't think I was talking to you, Ellen. Have fun with Portia while you can."

She walked off, and when she was far enough away, Ashley and I shared a laugh. "Hey, at least I get to be the model," I joked.

Ashley shook her head amidst her laughter. "Yeah, well, Ellen's the funny one, anyway."

We laughed together for a few more minutes. When we finally calmed down, I looked at Ashley and asked, "What do you think she meant by 'have fun while you can'?"

Ashley rolled her eyes. "Who knows, Spence. It's Madison."

We sat in silence for a little while. It was a comfortable silence. It was like we were both okay just being in each other's presence, and not feeling like we had to say something to remain comfortable. That's what I loved about Ashley.

Then, out of nowhere, the answer to my question popped into my head. "Ash, you don't think she'd tell Mom about us."

Ashley looked at me like I was crazy. "What do you mean?"

"Think about it. She's with Glen all the time. She does spend a pretty good amount of time at my house. Hell, my mom loves her. What if she let's something 'slip'?"

"Yeah, but surely Glen's talked to her. She's evil, but not that..." She stopped for a moment, thoughtful. "Wait a minute, you mean to tell me that your mom loves the cheer bitch, but can't stand me? Figures."

"Sorry, Ash."

"Hey, don't worry. It's not your fault." We were quiet then. But, this one was a little strained. Not enough to really bother us, but we both knew the strain was there. I felt her turn toward me, so i looked at her. She seemed to be studying my face. Suddenly, she reached into her bag and pulled out a small mirror, holding it in front of my face. The first thing my eyes traveled to was that damn scar on my lip. I didn't get to look very long though, because Ashley broke my thoughts. "Your eye's back to normal."