Title: Just Tell Me What You Want
Rating: This chapter is probably only PG-ish. Slight sexual content and slight language.
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. I can't claim them. They are all property of the hard-working folks who are involved in the show South Of Nowhere.
Feedback: Yes please, I love feedback.
Summary: This is a Spencer/Ashley story. It will involve the other characters of South of Nowhere though too.
Author's Notes: I had an inspiration of some more to add to this story, so it's not over yet. I've still got a few ideas that I want to use on this story. Plus, I'm sorry that this took me a while to get another chapter out, but school and work has been keeping me busy lately. It should be better once my finals are over, because I should have some more free time. Anyway, I'm not abandoning this fic, so don't worry about that. I just hope you guys/girls still continue to like it! Thank you to everyone who keeps reading it, and sending me feedback especially.
Spencer was the first to stir seeing as Ashley was a pretty deep sleeper, not to mention a big fan of sleeping in. Though, today she really didn't feel like getting up either. There had been a gentle creak of some floorboards as someone shifted around in the hallway. Spencer opened one sleepy eye, blinking slowing. The blonde had ended up with her head on Ashley's shoulder, and she could feel that one of her legs was draped across Ashley's. Ashley's right arm was snug around her waist, holding her there warmly, a smile working its way unnoticed by Spencer to her face as she felt the blonde girl shift around, obviously waking up.
Paula had been awake for an hour, and she was trying to be rational, but she so badly wanted to check in on her daughter and friend before she went off to work. Arthur was trying to keep her away from Spencer's room simply because he knew that if Paula opened the door it would wake her up. Paula fretted about it for a moment and was ready to go upstairs to check on them herself, just a peek and then she'd be good. Really. "Arthur, I just want to check in on my girl before I go to work. It's Saturday and if I wake her up then she can simply go back to sleep later. She has to get up sooner or later…just this way if it's sooner, I can make sure she's okay with Ashley being there and everything."
Arthur ate another forkful of eggs and shook his head at his wife. "I know you just want to see what's going on in there. I can tell you without looking what they're doing." His wife's eyes flashed dangerously for a second as a few unwanted thoughts flickered through her head. "They're sleeping. That's all. We raised good kids. Spencer's a good kid. There's nothing to worry about, Honey." He stood up and walked over to his wife and kissed her on the cheek lovingly. She smiled up at him.
"You're probably right…It's just…"
Clay walked into the room and looked at his parents before backing up slowly. "It's too early to see too much parental loving going on. So, if you don't mind, I'm going to go catch some brunch with Chelsea. Okay?" He stood there for a moment and rubbed his hand nervously over his non-existent hair. He had told his parents his plans for today earlier, but he was still nervous about his first girlfriend in L.A. especially since the first time he had wanted to talk to her, he'd gotten into a fight.
Arthur and Paula smiled at him. "Sure, go ahead." Paula said as she backed away from her husband. "I'm just going to go check on the others quick before I head off to work." Arthur tried to mention a complaint about the idea but she was already walking towards the stairs, so he just gave Clay a look who looked confused and then shrugged in response.
Glen checked himself out in the mirror once more before smiling at his own reflection and heading toward the stairs. He could hear his parents talking downstairs, something about checking in on Spencer. Why the hell would they be doing that? She's sleeping, that's all. Nothing is very exciting about that. Wait, Ashley was suppose to be coming over yesterday or something wasn't she? She was the lesbian friend of Spencer's. Oooh, this he had to see. He bounded towards his sister's room and opened the door. Crap, all he could see was her window. He'd have to open the door more. Glen opened the door all the way and looked in to see his younger sister draped across her lesbian friend. "What the hell?" Both girls opened their eyes quickly to see Spencer's brother standing in the doorway. They sprung apart to opposite sides of the bed, and Ashley not realizing it wasn't Paula at first actually toppled out onto the floor with her pillow. Thinking quickly, Ashley ignored the pain that her backside now had from when she fell on the floor, and grabbed one of the blankets off of the bed.
She was still sprawled on the floor with her pillow and blanket when Paula got there. She looked relieved but frowned at Glen. "What are you doing?"
"I just, uh, wanted to make sure they got up in time for school, you know." He nodded.
"Today's Saturday, Glen." His mom looked at him suspiciously for a moment. He could be an ass sometimes, but he didn't feel like giving his sister away the moment when he didn't know for sure what happened, and when there wasn't anything for him in return.
"Oh, right. Sorry, I just forgot because I had basketball practice so I assumed that today was…" Glen droned on a for a moment before Paula nodded.
"It's okay actually, because it's easier for me to check in on all of you before I head into work." She smiled at the three of them and gave Ashley another look. "Oh Ashley, I hope that you slept okay last night."
Spencer's eyes opened wide, but Ashley spoke quickly. "Oh, yeah. It's okay, Mrs. C. I just used this pillow and blanket and I was fine." Paula bit her tongue as she heard the girl refer to her as Mrs. C. again but decided to ignore it for the moment because soon she was going to be late. It was okay. At least they hadn't been in the same bed, so she knew nothing was going on.
A little bit happier she smiled now, "Well, okay. I should head off to work. You guys have fun today, okay? I'll be home later."
Glen threw both girls another look including an arched eyebrow and followed his mom downstairs, if Clay still had his car; he needed a ride to practice.
Spencer crawled over to the side of the bed where Ashley still lay. "How was your fall?" Her eyes twinkled as she looked down at the other girl.
"Haha." Ashley joked as she rubbed at her backside. "At least I wasn't the one sitting there with my mouth hanging open."
"Well, maybe I should have my family walk in more often, just to see your amazing tricks." Ashley could swear that she heard some slight innuendo as the blonde continued on. "You might even be better those dolphins who can jump through hoops and stuff. Can you jump through hoops?"
"Yup," Ashley smiled. "I could handle being a dolphin." Spencer looked at her friend for a moment. Ashley grinned. "They're the only other animals that have sex for fun."
"Ash!" Spencer shrieked as she tossed another pillow at the girl.
"Spence!" Ashley joked right back as she amazingly caught the pillow. "Hm, maybe I'll go back to bed now…I do have all of the pillows…" Ashley seemed to contemplate it just as the blonde girl leaned over off the bed to reach for one. The brunette pulled it away, and pulled Spencer right off of the bed too. Spencer smirked. "Spence," Ashley warned as she saw a glint appear in the younger girl's eye.
"What?" Spencer asked innocently as she crawled over and gently kissed Ashley.
"I know," Ashley said between kisses, "what you're doing." Spencer just smiled and kissed her again. Both girls eyes had fluttered closed and they had just deepened the kiss a bit as Ashley ran her tongue against Spencer's lower lip.
"Spencer! Ashley!" Arthur called from a few feet down the hallway. Immediately both girls broke apart again, and Spencer hopped back onto her bed, frantically smoothing out her hair. It was impossible when she realized it was because she still had horrible bed hair. So did Ashley. Ah, okay. Bed hair was allowed, making-out hair wasn't.
"Ashley, your mother called a little bit ago. She said that she was going out for the day. So if you needed to get some stuff, or wanted to drop by there, you could." Arthur popped his head in the door and looked at two very flushed girls. Aw, the still had bed head. Paula must have woken them up when she had come upstairs.
"Thank you, Mr. C." Ashley stated as she tried to contain her relieved grin that he had said something before reaching the doorway.
He nodded and then walked back to finish reading the paper before walking back downstairs to finish reading the newspaper before he left for work himself.
Ashley started giggling, which was as contagious as yawning apparently, because then Spencer started in. "We really have to work on our timing." Spencer giggled as she tried to talk.
Ashley smiled. Yeah, especially if they were going to be girlfriends. "Yeah, especially if we become girlfrien…gigglers."
Did Ashley just almost use the word 'girlfriends'? "Gigglers, huh?"
"Yeah, you know. People who giggle a lot. Gigglers. If we keep laughing like this, your family is bound to walk in more often." Wow, that was a bad explanation but Ashley managed to keep a straight face as she tried to cover up her verbal mistake anyway. Spencer nodded even though she was pretty sure that that wasn't what Ashley was going to originally say.
"You need to leave, though. So, get up." Spencer bounded off the bed and helped Ashley up.
"Why? Where are we going?" Ashley turned around to face Spencer.
"You're going home."
"What? Why?" Ashley looked confused for a moment and Spencer rolled her eyes.
"We're going out tonight, and you can't get ready here for our date if I'm getting ready here. Besides, your mom said that you could go home for a while today. You should take advantage of that and use your own bathroom to get ready."
Ashley pouted for a moment. It was too early for this kind of thing. "But, but…"
"Yes, yes. I have one." Spencer smiled and wiggled her butt for a moment. "Okay, even I know that was a corny joke, but you still have to go for now. Go, take a nap, or get ready. Whatever it is you need to do because you can't see me until I'm ready for the date."
Ashley took a moment to look at Spencer's bum as she danced around. "Is this like one of those, 'You can't see the bride the day of the wedding,' things, with you apparently being the bride since I'm the one being ushered out the door?"
"Something like that." Spencer smiled as she walked Ashley out into the hall and towards the door. "I'll see you tonight."
Ashley pouted for a moment more. "Fine, but I'm so not wearing a tuxedo tonight." Spencer laughed and tucked a piece of hair behind Ashley's ear before she smiled again and walked to her car. It was a good thing that she could drive and didn't have to walk home because she was still in her pajamas.