A/N. Hey guys, this is my first Splashey fic...I had it posted on another board and decided to see how you guys like it over here... Hope you like it!
Chapter One
"Look, Ash, I love you for taking me out and all, but I think this is a really bad idea," Spencer whispered. She grasped Ashley's arm as they moved their way through the darkened alley.
"Spence, we're fine. This'll be fun, trust me," Ash assured the younger girl.
"Last time I trusted you I ended up suspended from school."
"Low blow, Spence. Low blow."
"Sorry," Spencer replied, sheepishly. "But I still think this a bad idea."
"You don't even know what my idea is yet, so how do you know it'll be a bad one," she explained. Spencer shot her a look. "Ok fine," Ashley continued, "So I don't exactly have the best track record when it comes to good ideas. But this one, this idea is a good one." After a few more steps, the brunette stopped suddenly, pointing towards a large rusty door. "Voila!" she said excitedly, "We're here."
Spencer stared at the spot before her, "You're taking me to get drugs for my birthday?"
Ashley glared at her, "No, I'm taking you to a club." She knocked on the door. "I got some hookups here. We can dance, drink, and have a great time! My birthday present to you."
Spencer grinned, that is, until her smile was wiped away when the door opened. A large, burly, bald-headed man opened the door and glared at the two girls. Spencer opened her mouth to say something, but she had lost all sense of the English language. "We were just, uh, hi!" Spencer said, waving her hand slightly at the man.
He raised an eyebrow at Spencer and then turned towards Ashley. "Do you girls know what time it is? You are obviously not 21. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to call the police."
Spencer's heart stopped beating as her eyes grew wide, "Police?" she whispered, casting a worried glance at her partner in crime.
Ashley folded her arms across her chest, "It was all her idea, sir. She's a bad, bad influence on me. I'm going to need hours of therapy once she's done damaging me."
Spencer's mouth dropped as both Ashley and the bouncer started laughing. "Ok, now I'm confused."
"Spence, this is my good friend Joe. Joe, this is Spencer. I told you she was an easy mark," Ashley said, grinning at the birthday girl. Spencer hit the brunette on the shoulder and let out an exasperated sigh. Grabbing her arm, Ashley led Spencer into the dimly lit club. The music instantly cheered the blonde up.
Leading Spencer to the bar, Ashley ordered them both drinks; a mixed fruity drink for Spencer, and a shot of Vodka and Coke for herself. "Ash, are you sure you should be drinking?"
"Trust me Spencer, nothing will go wrong tonight. I've got everything under control."
