(A/N) - Thanks so much for the reviews, I really appreciated it! Here you go: Chapter Two. If you think the events are flowing way too fast just tell me. I'm really trying to become a better writer. ;)

Disclaimer: It's not mine, just the plot.

Finding My Way
Chapter Two: The Person Underneath

"What did your mom say about it when you told her?" Ashley asked, leaning over the bathroom sink to get closer to the mirror. She pulled out a tube of lip-gloss and applied it before handing it over to Spencer.

"Are you kidding?" Spencer snorted. "I couldn't ask her about that."

Ashley rubbed her lips together. "I told you she was having an affair."

"She is not." Spencer said, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever you say, Spence."

"Ash, this is my mom you're talking about. She's just not the type to do something like that." Spencer replied.

"No, she's the perfect type. You think she is all shy and innocent, and you couldn't even imagine her doing anything with her husband in the first place." Ashley leaned forward, rubbing a finger across her bottom lip and smiling in the mirror. "And then, the next thing you know, she's off having wild sex in the back of someone's BMW."

Spencer laughed, punching Ashley lightly in the arm.

"Hey!" Ashley pouted, turning away from the mirror. "There's no need for violence."

"Well, I wouldn't call that violence."

Ashley raised her eyebrows and stepped closer to Spencer. "Oh? What would you call it?"

Spencer smirked, her breath brushing against the skin of Ashley's neck. "I'd call it-"

The bathroom door swung open and Spencer jumped back, blushing wildly. Two girls in their year walked in, their shirts barely covering their breasts and skirts that were hanging a little too short. Ashley turned to Spencer, making an obvious display of putting a finger in her mouth and gagging.

"Ugh, I don't know how guys go for that." Ashley said loudly. Spencer flushed again, grabbing Ashley's hand and pulling her out of the bathroom.

"Ashley!" She hissed, though the corners of her lips were slightly turned upward.

"Oh, come on, Spence. You have to admit that is a little much."

Spencer laughed, but started walking away. "I'll see you after class?"

Ashley nodded. "By the way, I want to finish that conversation." She quickly turned her head when someone began to speak from behind her.

"Aw, it's the freak and her new lesbian sex toy." Madison and her friend laughed, giving them the 'we-know-we-are-better-than-you' look. Spencer stopped walking.

"Wow, Madi, sounds like you're interested. Too bad, we aren't." Madison's smirk faltered. She lashed out her free arm and knocked Ashley's books to the ground.

Before Spencer could say anything, the two were already clutched to each other, fighting. Ashley's nails were scratching into Madison's arms, and Ashley's hair was being pulled clean out of her head.Limbs were flying everywhere, kicking and punching. Spencer grabbed one of Ashley's hands, keeping her from serving another punch to Madison's jaw. She tried pulling her away from the other girl, but Madison's grip just grew tighter.

"Hey! You girls better stop right now!" Spencer felt Ashley's body freeze, and then tense. Madison let go instantly. Their teacher grabbed both of them by the arm, steering them away from each other.

"All three of you are going to the office, now."

"Sir, Spencer wasn't even involved." Ashley protested as she gently brushed herself off. Spencer flushed, the feeling at the pit of her stomach rising.

"Aw, and now you're defending her. You must have a lot of fun with your new toy."

"Jealous?" Ashley smirked.

"Alright, stop it - both of you." The teacher ordered. "Office. Now."

The three girls had gotten detention from the principal that afternoon. One hour after school - two weeks. Of course, each of them would be supervised by a different teacher, in a different room.

Spencer was still ignoring the text she found in her mom's phone, unlike Glen. Though, she could sense that maybe her Dad knew more than he let on. Paula had been late coming home almost every day now. Even Clay had asked her about it. Things have been busy, she would reply. Spencer told Glen that maybe they were just paranoid. She just didn't want to admit that what Ashley had told her could be true.

Her mom had never acted like this before. Before they arrived to L.A, her mom and dad were close, and loving. Now, they seemed to fight more and more everyday. Glen had later informed her that Ben was her mom's boss. Could something really be going on? She had thought about talking to her dad about it, but rejected the idea. And she couldn't ask her mom. The trust she seemed to have for her had disappeared.

"I don't even know what to do with you anymore, Spencer." Paula reprehended, staring at her from across the dinner table. Clay and Glen just continued eating, as if the conversation wasn't even happening.

"Mom, it's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal?" Paula sputtered. "You got detention for fighting in the hallway!"

Spencer rolled her eyes. "I wasn't fighting!"

"Oh, but Ashley was?" She asked.

Spencer stayed silent, moving the food around on her plate.

"Spencer, answer me."

Spencer sighed angrily. "Yes, mom, she was fighting. Okay?" She grumbled.

"Don't take that tone of voice with me." She paused. "If you weren't friends with Ashley-"

"I'm not going to stop being friends with her!" Spencer yelled. "And that's final." Glen gave her a quick glance, a small frown directed toward his mother, and then continued eating.

Spencer looked at her mom's angry expression and stood up, walking toward her room.

"Spencer, you are not excused!"

But she didn't receive a reply.

"She doesn't want me hanging out with you - again." Spencer said, the phone held up to her ear as she sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Just don't worry about it, Spence." Ashley replied. "It'll all blow over."

"Ugh, I hope so." Spencer groaned.

"So, what did you say to her after that?"

Spencer smiled. "I told her that I wasn't going to stop hanging out with you, and then I walked away."

"Aw, I feel so loved." Ashley laughed.

"Well, you are."

"Oh?" Ashley coughed. "Hey, I'm gonna have to call you back, okay?" And then she hung up.

Spencer put the phone back on the receiver and fell back into her bed with a sigh, a confused expression on her face.

To Be Continued...