Having been driving for almost 50 minutes, they stopped at a local gas station to get a few drinks and snacks to eat on the rest of the ride.
As they were getting back in the car, whistles came from the gas pumps.
Guy
1: (whistles) Whoo-hoo! Let's see under them hoods!
Guy
2: Yeah, I'll pump your gas any day!
Spencer:
(to Ashley) Eww, that's a little uncomfortable.
Ashley:
(to Spencer) Is it? Here, I'll shut them up. (to both guys) Hey,
ass-holes! Why don't you just shut up, you're not impressing anyone
here!
G.2:
Whoa, Little Miss Firecracker's got a mouth on her. I can think of
something to keep it shut.
Ashley:
(to Spencer) Spencer, get in the car. I don't want you to be apart of
this.
Spencer:
Ash, please don't get involved. These guys, they're just jerks;
they're not worth it.
Ashley:
(sighs) You're right. You're so right. Okay, let's go.
Before getting into the car, Guy 2 just won't give up; he wants to get the last word.
Guy
2: Hey sweetie. Don't you have a good comeback? I'm waiting...
Ashley:
You know, you're so lucky that the other hottie in the car is a
peacemaker and has convinced me not to kick your ass!
Guy
2: Oh, I'm scared! Just try it, honey!
Ashley:
I'm so through with you because I've got something better for me
waiting in that car. (points over towards the car where Spencer has a
real worried look on her face)
Guy
2: Oh I get it. You two are lesb-
Ashley:
Save it, jerk!
As Ashley gets in the car, Spencer just looks at her, with no expression on her face. Ashley looks over at Spencer and asks...
Ashley:
What? You still shaken up?
Spencer:
she's so-so-something Huh? Oh yeah, I guess. Just -- thanks
for not getting involved with him. He wasn't worth it.
Ashley:
Yeah, you're the one that's worth -- (stops herself) We'd better
get started; we're kind of off-track after that little scene.
Spencer:
Thanks, Ash.
The two look at each other before pulling back onto the road to reach their point B.
Finally their road trip ended and when they arrived it was about 12:50am and Ashley was extremely tired; seeing how they had driven for almost 4 hours. She told Spencer to call her dad and ask if she can spend the night; Spencer obeyed and got a "Yes" from him.
So, the night situation was all set, but Spencer was still dumbfounded about Ashley's preparations for the day.
Around noon, the two girls were showered, dressed, and in Ashley's case, ready to impress. Ashley told Spencer to get ready for a day of high-quality, L.A. chick F-U-N! Spencer laughed.
Spencer:
(laughs) 'F - U - N'? You've got to be kidding me?
Ashley:
Okay, so maybe spelling it out was a bad choice.
Spencer:
No, it was...cute. no! what's cute is you
Ashley:
Aww, thanks Spenci-poo!
They both share a moment of laughter and head off to their day of F - U - N. Spencer still hasn't a clue where Ashley is taking her, but she trusts her and relaxes in the seat of her car.
It seemed to Spencer that they were driving forever, but in Ashley's mind, she wished it could last forever. But she could tell that Spencer was in apathy about her "sneaky" plans. When they got about a few yards away from Ashley's ideal spot, she told Spencer to close her eyes. She saw Spencer's eyes close and couldn't help but take a long look at her breath-taking friend.
When the car came to a complete stop, Ashley was the first one to break the silence.
Ashley: Okay, you can open them.
Spencer opened her eyes and what she saw literally took her breath away. It was a beautiful landscape with pelicans swooping down into the ocean, swallowing the nearest fish. Radiant sun beams bouncing off the ripples of the water. Spencer couldn't help but be speechless and Ashley couldn't help but notice.
Ashley:
Ahh, man! (moaning)
Spencer:
What? It's gorgeous!
Ashley:
Yeah, you are --I mean, it is! But there's one pesky cloud. The
weatherman called for clear skies today. Douche-bag!
Spencer giggled and accidentally let out a tiny snort. When Ashley heard this, her knees went weak and she had to catch herself on the fence line that separated them, from the coastline of this private resort that Ashley liked to call "Dead End Davies". Because if you were a driver like her, then from here on out... you've come to a dead end.
