Epilogue:

After many, many hours of…persuasion, I convinced Spencer to stay. My lips are chapped now, and not because I kissed her ass. Well, I mean, figuratively I did. I apologized profusely for all my transgressions and she apologized for hers. But uh, yeah, lips still chapped from the…persuasion.

Anyway, even though I was quite ready to come clean to the school, Spencer refused to let me go through with it. She didn't want me messing up my chances of going to USC, and while I didn't and still don't agree with it, I went along with it. Taylor's subsequent disappearance kept the focus of blame solely on her. There's still some type of…foreboding feeling though.

We graduate in a week; it's exciting and scary at the same time. Kyla and Cal decided to take the NSA up on their offer and have become junior analysts in their computer intel department.

Ok not really, they're heading off to UC-Davis to major in biomedical engineering and genetics. I can only assume it's because of their shared X-Files obsession and the want to create some…sub or super human species. All I know is, if they try and experiment on me or Spencer, they will be getting graduated cylinders up the yin yang.

USC admitted both of us. By luck of the draw, we managed to get in the same dorm building too. Which, of course, makes our extra curricular activities that much simpler. We'll just have to have a meeting with our respective roommates and create a schedule that works out for everyone.

Her admissions essay actually got her a scholarship into the Annenberg School for Communication. She's going to major in journalism. I don't know whether or not to feel flattered or humiliated that she used our story for the topic. I'm going to lean more towards flattered though.

We're doing very well, Spencer and I. We didn't go all the way that first night; we're waiting for a while. Don't get me wrong, we wanted to. We so wanted to, but the mature decision was made and we settled for a nice night of making out and some light gropage. Someone has a problem with wandering hands.

Totally her, definitely not me.

It does get harder and harder to control ourselves when we're together though. But I think we'll be able to wait until the time is right. And if that just happens to be when we get completely shitfaced one night, well then I suppose we'll have to deal with that.

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3 months later…

TrojansNotNeeded: Ash? I know you're there. I know you aren't watching She's the Man.
adhasnovds: Sorry, can't hear you simple person. Alicia is currently on my screen.
TrojansNotNeeded: Oh my god. Are you watching the Olympics again?
adhasnovds: No, just random videos.
adhasnovds: and don't even judge, i found your stash of Nastia pictures in that "hidden" folder.
TrojansNotNeeded: I don't... I don't know what you're talking about . .
adhasnovds: you suck at lying. next time, don't label it as bb hotness. that gives it away quite easily.
TrojansNotNeeded: Maybe you should be going into investigative journalism Sherlock
adhasnovds: nah. film is much more fun. capturing all your mortifying moments on camera brings me so much joy
TrojansNotNeeded: well at least u arent capturing our intimate moments
adhasnovds: are you sure about that?
TrojansNotNeeded: ashley.
adhasnovds: yes dear?
TrojansNotNeeded: come to my room
adhasnovds: but it's so far awaaaaay
TrojansNotNeeded: it's five doors down.
adhasnovds: yeah. that's 5 doors i really don't feel like walking by
adhasnovds: you come here
TrojansNotNeeded: remind me why we aren't sharing a room
adhasnovds: because we'd never make it to class?
adhasnovds: and if we get into a fight one of us won't be forced to sleep on the common room couch
TrojansNotNeeded: we never fight
adhasnovds: sure we do
TrojansNotNeeded: we do not
adhasnovds: yes we do
TrojansNotNeeded: no we don't ashley!
adhasnovds: yeah we do, regina
TrojansNotNeeded: ugh whatever janet.
adhasnovds: no no, i'm lucy remember?
TrojansNotNeeded: speaking of
TrojansNotNeeded: if you get up and walk five doors down i'll let you come play debs with me in my room
TrojansNotNeeded: my roommate went home for the weekend.
adhasnovds: but ...spence come on. that's a really long way. just bring your cute butt in here.
TrojansNotNeeded: i have diet coke with lime in here. ice cold in the fridge
adhasnovds: i have chocolate syrup
TrojansNotNeeded: oh
TrojansNotNeeded: wow
adhasnovds: so i'll see you here in 20 seconds then?
TrojansNotNeeded: is that not you knocking on my door?
adhasnovds: uh. no? how could i still be typing to you
TrojansNotNeeded: you've carried your laptop to my room before. hang on while i answer it
TrojansNotNeeded: ashley. get over here right now. please. quick. i slammed the door in her face. but please get here. now.
TrojansNotNeeded: now!
adhasnovds: what's going on?
TrojansNotNeeded: it's taylor.
adhasnovds: ... what?
TrojansNotNeeded: FUCK GET OVER HERE
adhasnovds: fuck me... hang on

The End