This is the start of the string of song fics I'm planning. I don't own the show or the song. This chapter is based on "Tangled Up In Me" by Skye Sweetnam

"Tangled Up In Me"

You wanna know more, more, more about me

I'm the girl who's kicking the coke machine

"God damn it!" Ashley exclaimed, she kicked the soda machine in frustration.

"Hey Ash," Spencer passed by, "whats up?"

"Damn thing ate my money."

"That sucks. Here, let me buy you one," Spencer deposited the money and pushed the button to what she knew was Ashley's favorite soda. Two came out.

"How did you do that?" Ashley asked popping the top of her soda.

"Magic," Spencer smiled, "Listen, Glen's taking me home tonight. He wants to 'talk' beats the hell out of me what that means coming from him. But can you pick me up tomorrow morning? Clay is going in early for extra study time and Glen has team work outs."

"Sure."

I'm the one that's honking at you cuz I left late again

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Spencer looked at her watch. Ashley was five minutes late. Ashley wasn't really that big on schedules. Spencer dialed Ashley's cell.

"I'm almost there," Ashley said without saying hello or looking at the caller ID. She pulled up.

Spencer ran to the car and then got in.

"Sorry, my alarm went off late."

"Its okay."

"I can't be late again, or I'll get a Saturday school."

"We don't want that. Then book it!"

Ashley ran two stop signs and a yellow light before being stopped by another car. The driver was putting on lipstick when the light turned, and didn't react.

"Go!" Ashley yelled, honking the horn, "Come on, I'm late!"

Then ran into school and slipped into class just as the bell was ringing.

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, Ya!

Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today

Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!

Hey! Hey!

Get tangled up in me

You wanna know more, more, more about me

Gotta know reverse psychology

I'm the reason why you can't get to sleep

I'm the girl you never get just quite what you see

Hey! Hey! Hey!

An office aid delivered a note.

"Spencer Carlin," the teacher read, "Go see Ms. Dewey."

Ms. Dewey was the school's counselor for the hardest cases. What did she need with Spencer? Spencer dutifully went.

"Hi, I'm Spencer Carlin, I'm here to see Ms. Dewey," she told the secretary.

Ms. Dewey appeared magically, "Hello Spencer. Step into my office."

"Why'd you need to see me?"

"Sit down," Ms. Dewey motioned to the chair, "I want to thank you for being a good influence on Ashley Davies. Before you came, her attendance was horrible, her grades weren't much better. Her discipline record was just as bad. She was just barely sliding by, but now she comes to school and does her work. Its like a miracle. Her grades are slowly raising, and in three of her classes they've raised a letter grade or more."

Spencer smiled, "Thats great."

"Yeah, I think so. I always knew Ashley had potential. She just needed a good kick in the right direction."

Spencer laughed at the visual of her kicking Ashley in the right direction, "Thanks." Spencer knew that there was more to Ashley than met the eye. No one had to tell her that. Ashley could get decent grades if she tried. She just really didn't give a crap.

"Hey, what was that about?" Ashley questioned as Spencer took her seat, "Are you a hopeless case like me?"

"No, but Dewey is thinking that you're not so much of one anymore."

"Sweet."

"Yeah, and she thinks its because of me."

"As if," Ashley scoffed, even though it was mostly true.

"Ashley, Spencer, you're supposed to be reading," the teacher scolded.

"Yes sir," Spencer said reflexively.

Ashley laughed.

Spencer laid in bed that night thinking about what Ms. Dewey had said, thinking about having been a good influence to Ashley. It wasn't as though the influence went one way though, had done tons of stuff with Ashley that she hadn't even thought about doing in Ohio. Was Ashley corrupting Spencer like her mom thought, or did Spencer have it in her all along? Spencer didn't think anything they where doing was wrong, it was just different. Her mom didn't think so. But anything she did with Ashley felt right. Spencer sighed. She wanted to call Ashley. It was 1 am, so she was hesitant, but in the end she did.

"Hello?" Ashley said over some background noise.

"Hi!"

"Spencer? What are you doing calling this late?"

"Where are you?"

"Backstage... Dad had a show."

"Cool. How was it."

"Seeing him on stage always rocks, but I always end up waiting for him to come out. We always go out for a really late dinner afterwards. I would have asked you to go, but I know your mom wouldn't have you out this late on a school night. Are you okay? What are you still doing up."

"I can't sleep."

"Why?"
"Too much on my mind."

"Like wh--" Ashley was cut off by a man who Spencer assumed was her father in the background, "Hey, sorry, I gotta go. My dad just came out of the dressing room. I'll see you at school tomorrow, but don't be surprised if I skip the first couple classes."

"Goodnight."

"'night Spence."

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, Ya!

Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today

Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction Ya!

Hey! Hey!

Get tangled up in me

"Hey," Ashley appeared at lunch the next day. She sat next to Spencer at the table.

"Hey," Spencer countered. She smiled. It was good to see Ashley, "You want to do something tonight?" it was Friday.

"My dad gave me some great concert tickets for tonight. Want to come with me?"

"Yeah."

"Afterwards, we can crash at my house. That way, you don't have to tell your mom how late you're getting in."

"Thats a good idea."

"I am the queen of schemes."

"When does it start?"

"Opening band starts at 9. We should get there around 8:30, so I'll pick you up at 8."

"Okay."

"I have to go do something I'll see you in civics."

"Bye."

You think that you know me

You think that I'm only

When everything I do is only to get tangled up in you

Spencer was glad she was the one who answered the door when she saw what Ashley was wearing, "Wow, you look..." Spencer trailed off.

"What that bad?" Ashley winked.

"I think this is the hottest I have ever seen you look Ashley."

"Thanks," Ashley blushed, "You look pretty good yourself."

You wanna know more, more, more about me

I'm the girl that's sweeping you off your feet