"Aiden, are you coming or not? Ash is going to be here in a couple minutes," Spencer shouted from the bathroom to her boyfriend who was in her bedroom with the television blaring. Exasperated with no response, she went back to the mirror to put on the final touches.
"Alright, I'm ready babe," Aiden exclaimed as the t.v.'s noise was abruptly silenced and he sneaked up behind Spencer as she put on lip gloss. She turned around and did a once over on her boyfriend. He looked good, really good. Cute and messy faux-hawk, black Converse shoes, perfectly fitted blue jeans, and a shirt with a collar that actually did not have words on it. If he wasn't with her, She without a doubt swore that he would be with some hot man candy. Giving him a quick kiss, Spencer leaned back against the counter and looked at Aiden again, her eyes glazing over. Getting the signal, Aiden got up close and they kissed again, this time deeper, and soon they were full on making out.
It took a couple of rings in order to register that a phone was going off. Quickly looking down, Spencer reached down for her phone while Aiden's rough stubble brushed against her cheek in a failed kiss attempt.
"Hey....mmkay.....see you soon." Spencer put down the phone as Aiden tried to continue the make-out session, "Ashley is going......to be.....here.....in about.....20 minutes," she struggled to get out.
"Great, just enough time to-," Aiden was cut off by Spencer's finger on his lips.
"No Aiden," she said sternly, "we wouldn't have time to get ready again". Sighing, Aiden gave her another kiss and went into the kitchen for some water knowing when she said no, she meant no. Spencer turned around in the bathroom and began fixing and re-applying her make-up.
Three quick raps were heard from the front door. "Hope you're decent," Ashley's voice could be heard loudly as she let herself in, "hope you don't mind, your neighbor held the door open for me."
"That's it, time to get a gun, looks like we can't trust anyone to protect us," Aiden replied from the couch, bursting into a laughter just shy of being hyena-like.
"You know that's not funny," Spencer said deadpanned as she emerged from the bedroom, "hey you. You're looking hot, I'm almost ready to go".
"Oh, you know I was just kidding Spence," Aiden said while getting over his laughing fit.
"Whatever Mr. Paintball," was all she replied while rolling her eyes.
"It's ok Aiden, I thought it was funny," Ashley defended while chuckling softly. Satisfied with her answer, Aiden stood up from his chair, bowed before Ashley and escorted her to the door.
As the cab drove down the road, Ashley, who was sitting in between Aiden and Spencer, could feel her heart start to race. The music already thudding in her head, she couldn't wait to feel the energy that she had only experienced two nights ago. "I cannot wait to get a beer," Aiden said on Ashley's left.
"We are so hitting the dance floor," Spencer said excitedly. Ashley smirked slightly in reply as she checked herself one more time in her compact. Despite numerous protests and being the gentleman that he was, Aiden paid the taxi driver as they got out and made their way to the club.
Right as they got through the doors, Aiden headed to the bar as promised to get some drinks while Spencer dragged Ashley onto the floor. It was 11 and already it was a packed house and pretty crowded under the flashing lights. Ashley watched her friend as she instantly melded into the music and danced with reckless abandon. Laughing, Ashley started dancing with the people around her but it didn't take long for the two to be pressed up against each other. Quickly, Spencer's hands were on the others' hips and Ashley gave her a questioning glance. "Come on, let's have fun," Spencer shouted into Ashley's ear.
Nodding in agreement, Ashley decided to milk this for all it was worth. Looking into Spencer's eyes which were a bright blue, she smoothly slid down her body and slowly rode back up. Turning around she rubbed against Spencer while the other slapped her ass mockingly. Their dancing garnered quite a lot of attention and soon they had guys coming up trying to get in between them. They were all quickly brushed off without even a glance, and the girls just got closer and hotter. When, amongst the people, Ashley saw a certain dark-haired woman over Spencer's shoulder. Noticing Ashley's diverted eyes, Spencer turned around and saw who could only be the mysterious brunette that they came to find. "I'll be right back," Ashley half-heartedly stated as she walked away without waiting for a reply. It might have been the lights but she certainly was beautiful Spencer thought, but before she could think about anything else, Aiden walked up with two drinks in hand.
Ashley grabbed the other woman's hand, weaved around the crowd and led her outside to the patio. Finding an unoccupied corner Ashley pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to the woman standing before her. After taking and lighting one, the brunette seductively took a drag and exhaled a small snake-like stream of smoke illuminated silver by the moon. Coughing and sputtering just a moment later, she laughed and put out the cigarette. "Sorry, I'm not really a smoker".
"I couldn't tell," Ashley replied with a big grin, "it's alright".
"I had fun the other night, and excuse my bluntness, but frankly, I've been waiting for you to come back." Not knowing if she should be flattered or put off, Ashley simply took another drag.
"My name is Rachel by the way. Rachel Morgan."
"Ashley Davies," she replied holding out her hand.
"I think we're a little past the pleasantries," Rachel laughed as she held Ashley's hand in her own. Blushing profusely from memories of the other night, Ashley quickly retracted.
"So I take it that woman you were dancing with in there is not your girlfriend?" Ashley swore she heard a hopeful tone in Rachel's question.
"Nah, she's my best friend Spencer, we're like sisters,"
"Then she wouldn't mind if I asked you out then?" Rachel became seductive again and drew lazy circles on the other's forearm. Ashley gasped a little as she felt a jolt of pleasure from the other's fingertips.
"Not at all," she grinned as she pulled a scrap of paper out of her purse.
After Ashley's cigarette was done they made their way back into the club and found Spencer sitting at a table while Aiden was out on the dance floor with some guy. "How did that happen?" Ashley exclaimed laughing.
"He just came up and asked for a dance and Aiden thought it would be fun to amuse him," Spencer replied while eying the woman standing next to Ashley up and down.
"Oh excuse me, this is Rachel, Rachel this is my best friend Spence," Ashley beamed proudly at her friend.
"Nice to meet you," Rachel said cheerfully. Spencer's eyes darted back and forth between Rachel and Ashley. "You too, I need to go to the bathroom," she muttered as she walked away.
Standing in front of the mirror, Spencer studied herself and put some lip gloss on. The door behind her opened up and the club noise enveloped the bathroom, but was quickly shut out as the door closed. Spencer pretended not to notice as Ashley walked up next to her and started washing her hands.
"What's wrong with this one Spence," a statement more than a question.
"I don't know, she seems fine I guess," Spencer continued as she avoided eye contact.
"You are always like this lately, you gave the cold shoulder to Rebecca, and Katie, and now Rachel!" Ashley's voice began to escalate.
"And you're not with any of them, am I right?" She replied snottily.
"Oh please, it's not like you are the authority on relationships."
"I just get a crazy vibe from her, that's all," Spencer spun around, a little hurt from the last comment. Ashley studied her friend's face trying to find sincerity or something else. "This is ridiculous, she does not have a 'crazy vibe', we're still going out on a date."
"Fine. Let's just have fun tonight ok?" Spencer said defeated. Silently following her out the door, Ashley tried to figure out what was wrong but decided to drop it for now.
For the rest of the night, Ashley and Rachel hung onto each other, laughing at each other's jokes, dancing, and drinking. They were having so much fun in fact, that they did not even notice Spencer tapping Ashley's arm. "Hey, we're going to get going," she shouted, "I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Oh, ok babe." And with that, Ashley spun back towards Rachel and ordered another round.
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"Hey you, your car is still parked outside my place, how late did you stay out last night?" Spencer asked through the phone.
"I am so exhausted, I didn't get home 'til 4, but it was so so worth it." An audible sigh could be heard from the other end, "Spence?"
"Yeah Ash."
"I'm sorry about last night, I should have hung out with you more, and I'm sorry about our argument."
"It's fine, I was being too judgmental."
"So you forgive me then?" Ashley's voice quickened.
Spencer couldn't help but laugh, "of course. How could I not resist the amazing Ashley Davies?"
"Great! So can I tell you about last night?" Without waiting for a reply, she continued, "Rachel is so amazing, after the club we went and grabbed some burgers across the street at that really dingy diner, you know, the one with the creepy child-molester owner, and then she took me to the lookout point over the city. We sat and just talked, and then she took me home. It was amazing."
"That sounds great Ash…listen I have to go, I just got to work, but do you want to hang out later? Aiden is spending some time with his parents tonight."
"Sorry Spence, I'm meeting Rachel for dinner."
"Oh, ok," the disappointment apparent in her voice.
"But hey," Ashley interjected quickly, "Tuesday I'm busy, but Wednesday I'm all yours."