Title: Just Tell Me What You Want
Rating: This chapter is probably only PG-ish. There's 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. (Okay, I own Neil and Brock, but they aren't in this chapter anyway. They live at the bowling alley, only.)
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Summary: This will be a Spencer/Ashley story. It will involve the other characters of South of Nowhere though too.
Author's Notes: Hehe. Okay, I got a pretty strong chorus of people who don't like Aiden and Ashley together. (I'm a Spashley fan myself too. ;) Nonetheless, this chapter is still pretty angst-ridden with some possibilities lingering in the air. And, yes, I have Spencer doing chemistry homework. Seeing as I'm pretty fresh on my intake of organic chemistry; I decided it'd be a decent subject for her to have to deal with too. Anyway, enough of my rambling, I hope you enjoy the chapter.
Spencer laid her head back on her pillow and stared at her ceiling. The music was blaring, and she was so bored. She had been hoping that certain brunette would show up, so they could talk, but she didn't seem to be coming over, at least not yet. Spencer sighed and looked at her homework again. The chemistry with all of its organic compounds and equations was just blurring together. She didn't want to have to deal with this right now. Spencer wanted to deal with Ashley.
With the music blaring, she couldn't hear much. She did manage to hear the footsteps as they came up the stairs. Immediately, her heart started to beat faster. It could be Ashley! She had finally come over, and Spencer could find out why she wasn't in school that day, and they could talk about their relationship and the possibility of dating only each other, of going steady. Going steady. At that thought, Spencer giggled because it sounded so vintage, but not in the fashionable way.
She wondered momentarily if Ashley would give her a pin to wear then, or if Spencer would have to give Ashley a pin. Wait, Ashley didn't go out for school activities, so there was no pin involved for her. Okay, Spencer had been a cheerleader, but she wasn't anymore…Hm, no pin for her to give out either. Well, that's no matter because who really wants a silly athletic pin to give to someone anyway? They could find a pin somewhere else, like a nearby store, and use that instead. One that had a fancy little saying or symbol…or just a plain one that made someone wonder what it was really for…Her mind trailed off into thoughts of pins, making her giggle even more.
"Spence?" Spencer heard the female voice call out her name, and the voice definitely wasn't Ashley's.
"Hey Kelly," Spencer answered wondering why she was hear, and Ashley wasn't.
"I just thought I'd stop in…I haven't gotten to talk to you for a couple of days. What have you been up to?" Spencer considered telling Kelly that she had been hanging out with Ashley pretty much nonstop, but decided that saying that wasn't exactly fair. Kelly was still her friend, even if Ashley was her girlfriend. Well, Ashley was her soon-to-be girlfriend, anyway, provided they talked.
"Homework," Spencer gestured at her chemistry textbook. Kelly suddenly looked slightly excited.
"Chemistry?" Kelly asked, and Spencer nodded, already disgusted with the subject. "What's it on?" She looked at the worksheet laying on the floor near the book. "Organics! I love these."
"What?" Spencer's mouth dropped open a little bit in shock.
Kelly shrugged. "I like chemistry. Give me a break. Plus, organic formulas really aren't that hard to figure out." Spencer rolled her eyes, not believing her. "Oh, come on. I can be a science geek, just don't let anyone know, okay?" Spencer looked at her blank worksheet, and Kelly picked up Spencer's pencil. "See, you have pentane already drawn for you? All you have to do is add two carbons onto this carbon…and you have 2-ethyl pentane." Spencer looked at Kelly's sketch, and then at the equation. Okay, so what Kelly may have said didn't make any sense to her, but the drawing did.
Kelly looked at Spencer and registered her shocked and slightly awed face. "It's just chemistry, not rocket science."
"Technically, rocket science could be part of chemistry…" Spencer mumbled, looking at the chemistry equation, slowly putting it together piece by piece.
"I'll help you with the rest you know," Spencer looked hopefully into the eyes of the other girl.
"Really?"
Kelly laughed, "Sure, it's not that bad really. Here, let me help you with the next one…"
Spencer eyed the problem, then the girl next to her. The one that had shown up, and was willing to help with homework. Though, she was sure that if Ashley was able in the subject, then she'd be willing to help too. "You really are a geek." Kelly took mock-offense, and made movements to indicate that she was going to leave. "No, no. A good geek. One that can help me with my homework." Kelly laughed and sat back down on the floor next to Spencer. When the blonde girl next to her smiled, Kelly had to remind herself harshly that they were only friends. Kelly couldn't kiss Spencer right now. Though, she realized something suddenly, she was the one who was with Spencer right now. The girl who was supposed to have won Spencer's heart was no where around.
"You know, organic chemistry isn't the only chemistry I'm good with dealing with…" Kelly looked at the other girl, obviously implying the chemistry between the two girls, and Spencer forced a quick smile, suddenly uncomfortable.
"I have to, uh, I have to go to the, uh, bathroom." With that, Spencer dashed out of her room, shutting the door, and quickly walking to her parents room. Her cell phone was in her mom's top dresser, just like she thought it would be. She knew her mother's hiding places. They never changed because Paula never knew that she had to worry about Spencer snooping before. She never had to either, until now; Spencer had to talk to Ashley. She made her way to the bathroom, clutching her cell phone in her palm. Seven voicemails, and eleven missed calls…All from Ashley. Huh. The blonde girl smiled, and dialed the number she already had memorized.
Ashley was, in fact, around. She just wasn't around Spencer anymore. The brunette was at her house, picking up some of her clothes off of the floor before Aiden came over. Then, she realized something. It was Aiden; he wasn't worth cleaning up her room over. He'd seen it messy before. There was nothing different now. Well, okay, this time they weren't dating. This time she was actually in love with a girl, but was afraid to tell her that. This time she wanted Aiden over at her house to make the said girl jealous, because the girl hadn't agreed to date only her. No, nothing had changed, at all. Even Ashley knew that she was lying to herself when she thought that.
Heh, date only her. That reminded Ashley of going steady, and pinning each other. Not the wrestling move kind of pinning. Though that could be fun too…She scolded herself for letting her mind wander where it shouldn't about the blonde. After all, the blonde wouldn't even see her that afternoon! Only Kelly was let in. Pinning though. It was like those corny movies that she watched when she got really bored. The guy asked the girl to wear his pin. Okay, so Ashley wasn't in sports. Ooh! Spencer was a cheerleader…well, not anymore. Store pins were better anyway.
The doorbell rang, and for a moment, Ashley got excited thinking that Spencer had escaped Paula to come visit her. Realization dawned on her, as she opened the door to find an over-eager Aiden. "Hey Ash," he murmured, trying to sound sexy. Suddenly, she was reminded why dating guys never seemed to work for her. No matter. It couldn't be helped now. Aiden was the only one that Ashley trusted with this kind of handiwork. He could be good for a little fling, and they'd be back to being buddies. It had happened before. Well, okay, not since Spencer had come along…but not that much had changed since then. Ashley refused to let her mind wander back towards the list of things that had changed, in a good way, since Spencer had moved to L.A.
Aiden looked nervous, and Ashley realized that she still had him standing in the doorway. "Hey Aiden. Come in already." She rolled her eyes at his awkwardness, and gestured towards the inside of the house. He smiled at her nonchalantly. Aiden couldn't help it. He was a man whore, sure, he'd admit that any day. But, Ashley was one of his female friends that he actually cared about. He wasn't going to be with her, and then suddenly not talk to her anymore. No, this was a good friendship, a friendship with benefits. Now, if only Ashley was still into this kind of thing.
They sat on the couch together, and Ashley flipped on the television. It was natural. Whenever they had something like this planned; it started off innocently enough with some television watching. She turned it to a movie randomly. Huh, the guy was pining something on his girlfriend…Shit. "Wrong channel," Ashley said casually and changed it to another movie. This time, the guy and the girl were breaking up. She was giving him back his pin. "Are all of these movies about guys and girls going out in the fifties or something? What's with all the freaking pins?" The brunette flipped the channel again, and Aiden watched her curiously. She was acting strange. This time, the movie turned on, just as a sports event started. Finally, something with no cutesy couple on stage. Then, the camera angle adjusted to show a guy getting beat horribly in a wrestling match.
"I love this movie!" Aiden cheered as the guy continued to lose. "He's a jerk through this entire movie, and then, him," he indicated the guy currently winning, "pins him."
"Damn it!" Ashley swore as she flipped of the television. "There's nothing good on," she lied. The second one was one of her favorite movies. Aiden didn't know that…Spencer did though. She pushed thoughts of Spencer out of her mind. The blonde girl was the one that wanted to date other people. She was the one who let Kelly come into her house and not Ashley.
"That last one is actually a really good movie if you give it a chance," Aiden began, but was silenced by Ashley's glare. "Fine, fine, never mind." He immediately backed down, not wanting to anger her. That's not what he was there for.
Ashley shook her head, "Just," she paused. Did she want to do this? No. Was Kelly currently trying to kiss Spencer? Probably. "Kiss me," she demanded and Aiden was happy to oblige. He scooted across the couch. The sound of his pants against the couch suddenly annoyed her. His eyes were already shut too. Aiden must think he has perfect aim, she huffed. She never had a problem kissing Aiden before. He was inches away from her, when his hand began to place itself on her leg already. Spencer never did that, and Ashley liked it that way. Just before his lips touched hers, which were unconsciously frowning, the phone rang.
"I'll get it!" Ashley immediately leaped off of the couch, and started searching for her cell phone. Aiden sat on the couch, befuddled and slightly annoyed with whoever was calling Ashley. The moment had been perfect! He was slowly seducing her, and then that thing had to ring. That thing was called a telephone, and even as he acknowledged that, he was disgusted with it.