Ashley also did the same; but without closing her eyes.

For some reason, Ashley felt nervous all of a sudden. She had been with plenty of girls before and none of them made her feel the way Spencer makes her feel. And -- Ashley was a little afraid of that. Call her "commitment-phobic", if you want, but all this was new to her.

Spencer felt as if she had been waiting forever.

She slowly opened one eye and looked at the spaced-out Ashley. She then opened her other eye and slowly leaned back.

Spencer: Ash, what's wrong?

Ashley was too deep in thought to realize that Spencer backed-up... let alone, talking to her.

Spencer: Ash? (speaking louder) Ashley!
Ashley: (shakes her head) Huh? Oh... what?
Spencer: I asked you a question.
Ashley: Oh, umm... I'm sorry, Spence. What was it, again?
Spencer: I asked, what's wrong?
Ashley: Oh. Umm, nothing's wrong?
Spencer: (cocks her head to one side and grins) Whatever. You were in a dead-stare. And, my dad says that whenever people get caught in a dead-stare, that it means that they have a lot on their minds and they need a few seconds for their brain to sort it all out. (pauses and takes a deep breath) So, what are you sorting out?

Ashley wanted more than anything to tell Spencer exactly how she felt about her. But, she didn't want to scare her away. I mean, she's already said those three most important words you could ever say to a person... but, now it just seemed... deeper.

Ashley: Ahh, I'm just... thinking, I guess you could say.
Spencer: What are you thinking about?
Ashley: Oh, just--

All of a sudden, Ashley's cell phone rings.

Spencer and Ashley both sighed and Ashley got to her phone and answered it.

Ashley: Hello?
: Ashley?
Ashley: Yeah. Who is this?
: It's Clay.
Ashley: Oh. Hey!
Clay: Hey. Umm, do you know where Spencer is?
Ashley: (looks at Spencer) Ahh, yeah. She's right here with me. Why? Is there something wrong?
Clay: Oh, no. It's just that, I tried to call her, but she didn't answer and I got a little worried.
Ashley: Oh, I see. Well, she's okay.
Clay: Alright. I guess I'll let you go then.
Ashley: Okay, see you later.
Clay: Later.

They hang up and Ashley looks at Spencer.

Spencer: Who was that?
Ashley: Clay. He was worried because you weren't answering your phone.
Spencer: Yeah. I put it on silent so it wouldn't disrupt us... like it always does.
Ashley: (laughs) I should have done the same. (looks off to one side and deeply sighs) And now the mood is completely ruined.

Spencer giggled and then looked Ashley straight in the eyes.

Spencer: Not... completely.

Ashley took that as an invitation and slowly made her way to Spencer's lips.

Throughout their whole "session", the only things Ashley could think about were things that she shouldn't be thinking about. She thought of how soft Spencer's "under" skin would be and how many times she could get Spencer to say her name out loud. But as innocent as Spencer was, Ashley just couldn't corrupt her like that – at least, not yet.

The next day was Saturday.

After having the best night out with Ashley... which was pretty much every night Spencer spent with Ashley, she got a call from her around noon.

Spencer: Hello?
Ashley: Hey! It's Ashl --
Spencer: I know who you are.
Ashley: Oh.
Spencer: So, what's up?
Ashley: Well, I was going to ask you if you were doing anything tonight.
Spencer: Well, Glen wanted me to meet this friend of his that he met at the hospital.
Ashley: Glen's in the hospital?
Spencer: No. He was bringing my mom lunch last Wednesday and he started talking to this guy. Supposedly, he plays basketball for a team up in Sacramento. (enthusiasm) College basketball!
Ashley: Ooh. Sounds like too much testosterone for me.
Spencer: (giggled) Well, do you have something better to do than go meet one of Glen's amazing friends? (she says this with sarcasm in her voice)
Ashley: I'll let you be the judge of that. (pauses)
Spencer: Okay. Shoot!
Ashley: Well, I heard that this really cool indie-rock band is going to be playing live up in Pasadena and I just happen to have two tickets... right here in my cute little hand. (pauses) Survey, says?
Spencer: (laughs) Okay, you've got me for the night.
Ashley: Sweet! (giggles) So, I'll pick you up sometime around... 6:30?
Spencer: 6:30 sounds perfect!
Ashley: Great! Alright, I'll see you then, sweetie! sweetie? OMG!
Spencer: sweetie? alright, i'll take it Okay, later.
Ashley: Bye.

Ashley awkwardly hangs the phone up; leaving butterflies in her stomach.

Ashley: (out loud to herself) Why am I so nervous? It's just Spencer. (sighs) But that's just it... it's Spencer.

Meanwhile, Spencer was busy getting ready for her night out with Ashley, when Glen came into her room.

Glen: Hey, Spence... are you almost ready?
Spencer: Oh. Umm... about that. Ahh, I don't think I'm going with you tonight.
Glen: (wrinkles his nose) Why?
Spencer: Because -- I already had something planned.
Glen: Like what? (closes his eyes and presses his lips together) And don't even tell me that it involves Ashley.
Spencer: (turns around to face Glen) As a matter of fact, it does!

Glen sighs with disgust and turns around and starts walking towards the door.

Glen: (throws his hands dramatically up in the air) Ugh! Why can't you just -- you know, not be gay?
Spencer: Oh yeah, Glen. I'm going to go right out and do that!
Glen: Well why don't you?
Spencer: Because, Glen. I am who I am and I'm not going to change. (grabs the side of the door and looks at Glen with a disgusted look) So get use to it!

With that said, Spencer violently slammed the door in Glen's face.

But, Glen is the kind of guy that won't take "no" for an answer.

So, without respecting Spencer's feelings, he blurted out the first thing that came to his mind.

Glen: You have no idea what you're doing to yourself, Spencer!

On the other side of the door, Spencer was taking in the hurtful words that were coming out of her brother's mouth. How could he be so insensitive?

Spencer felt horrid for actually putting what Glen said into consideration. She felt as if she was betraying Ashley... kind of, not being honest with her feelings. But she was confident with the way she felt for Ashley; so, she didn't dwell on that subject for too long.

+6:32 pm+

Spencer was downstairs waiting for Ashley when she saw Madison's car quickly drive by; not once, but twice.

Spencer: (to herself) I wonder what she wants. (shrugs her shoulders) Oh well.

Just then, she sees Ashley's car pull into her driveway.

She hastily makes her way to the car and hops right in.

Ashley: Hey!
Spencer: Hey!
Ashley: Was Madison just at your house?
Spencer: No. Why?
Ashley: Oh, I just saw her car drive by and I figured that she had come over.
Spencer: Nope. Madison and Glen are officially broken up.
Ashley: Ouch! How's Glen taking it?
Spencer: Pretty well. Actually, I think he's the one that broke it off.
Ashley: Are you serious? Why?
Spencer: Well... you didn't hear this from me, but -- Madison thought she was pregnant.

Once Spencer told Ashley this, she just about crashed the car.

Ashley: What! (looks over at Spencer with bewilderment in her eyes) Madison thought she was -- pregnant?
Spencer: Yeah! Remember that morning that I called you and asked you for a ride to school? I had been cleaning all morning... remember?
Ashley: Umm... oh! That night that no one was home?
Spencer: Yeah, that's it.
Ashley: Okay, what about it?
Spencer: Well, when I came home that night, Madison was in my house -- all alone.
Ashley: What a weird-o! (growls) And she has the nerve to call me a 'freak'?
Spencer: Yeah, anyway. I asked her why she was in my house... especially when no one else was in it. Well, she started crying and she ended up blurting out to me that she thought she was pregnant. (widens her eyes) Crazy, huh?
Ashley: What's crazy? Your brother, for actually going that far with her? Or Madison, for going that far with your brother? Or do you mean that the whole situation is crazy?
Spencer: Ahh… I think I was probably meaning all three situations. (laughs)
Ashley: (laughs, too) That's what I thought.

They both share a moment of laughter before Spencer decided to change the subject.

Spencer: So, are we almost there?
Ashley: Umm... I think we're about 45 minutes away. I could be wrong, though.
Spencer: I don't care, (grabs Ashley's right hand and gently rubs the back of it with her left thumb) as long as I'm with you... I could care less.
Ashley: (gives Spencer a really sexy look) Then why did you ask how much longer it would be?
Spencer: (stops rubbing Ashley's hand) I don't know. I guess just to make conversation. (pauses and looks at Ashley) Was I wrong to do that?
Ashley: (giggled only once) Of course, not.

Then, Ashley slowly let go of Spencer's left hand and pushed the Seek button on her stereo system.

Ashley: Here, let's listen to this mix CD I made last night.
Spencer: (looks at Ashley confused) Alright. (pauses and pulls her left hand back into her other one) Who is it?
Ashley: It's a little preview of the band we'll be hearing tonight. (laughs) The CD only has four songs, but... whatever. (shrugs her shoulders)
Spencer: Oh, okay.

They listen to the first two songs and then Spencer finally noticed how every minute, or so... Ashley would check her cell phone. As if she was expecting someone to call or send her a message.

Spencer: Who are you looking out for?
Ashley: (glances over at Spencer and then turns down the volume) What?