A/N: Okay, I apologize for taking so fucking long with this chapter, so i wrote two in hopes that you wouldn't give up on my story!
This chapter is the introduction of Spencer's old friends from Ohio! Yay!
I wrote this chapter and chapter ten while listening to Paramore. (I loves their new song, "Misery Bussiness"! 'Tis greatness!)
waves hand around On with the reading! (puh-lease tell me what you think, leave a comment!)
-Oz
Chapter Nine: Insert and Displace, Part Two
LA International Airport
…Two Days Later…
Spencer and Ashley arrived at the airport, and set out to find the gate that Kasey had told the duo they were landing in. Ashley found a list of the arriving flights on a television screen not too far from where they were standing.
Scanning the list carefully, Spencer found Kasey's flight information. She was landing in about ten minutes in gate 13A.
"Come on!"
Spencer grabbed Ashley's wrist, and pulled her down the walkways, toward the specified gate number. Ashley caught up with Spencer's fast pace, and opted to entwine their hands together instead of being pulled by her wrist.
"Hey guys! Wait for me!" Aiden yelled.
They had called and asked Aiden if he could help pick up Spencer's friends, seeing as Spencer's car was too small, and Ashley's SUV was in the shop for an oil change and brake-pad fix-up. Aiden's giant SUV (second only to Ashley's) was the only option big enough to haul everyone home in.
Spencer and Ashley slowed down to allow him enough time to match their pace. He caught up just as they were reaching the gate, Spencer nervously fidgeting with everything she could find.
"Spencer!" Ashley yelped when the blonde began playing with the hem of Ashley's skirt.
"Sorry," she dropped her hands into her lap. "I'm just nervous about seeing them again. I haven't seen any of them for a long time…"
"And you don't know what they'll think of you, or me?" Ashley finished.
"Both."
Ashley squeezed her hand, and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
"It's hard not to love you, honey."
Spencer blushed a light crimson, and Ashley smirked.
Aiden, totally oblivious of the mini panic-attack, pointed at the opening door near the windows.
"They're here!"
Spencer shot out of her chair, standing on her tippy-toes to try and catch a glimpse of her old friends before they found her. She looked around as all the passengers filed out of the tiny corridor.
Ashley tugged on her hand, making her look to her right. There they were!
"Kasey! Alice! Lauren!"
Spencer released Ashley's hand and ran over to the girls.
"Spencer!" they all yelled together.
For a good ten minutes, they all stood there and hugged, and giggled before Ashley and Aiden walked up.
Spencer looked lovingly at Ashley, finally deciding what to tell her friends as they made the last steps to face the girls. Aiden smiled widely at Alice, who smiled just as hugely back.
"Girls, this is my best friend Aiden," Spencer patted Aiden's buff chest. "Aiden, these are the girls."
A tall girl with long red hair and a grungy rock-n-roll look introduced herself as Kasey. The girl beside her, Alice, was also tall, standing at five-foot-ten with shoulder-length black hair in a Paramore shirt, and her lip pierced. The last girl, named Lauren, was blonde and a little shorter than the other girls, standing at an average five-foot-five, she had honey-blonde hair and a preppy clothing style.
"Hi, Aiden." Alice said, shyly.
Spencer noticed the immediate spark between her friends, and hope they would pick up on it to.
"So, Spinney, who's this?" Kasey, who seemed to be the most outspoken of the group, asked, pointing at Ashley.
"Her? This is Ashley," Spencer grabbed Ashley's hand tightly. "My girlfriend…"
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Somewhere Unknown
Alaric paced the cramped room back and forth, wearing a track into the floor.
My pawn should be in place by now! Why hasn't she called me?
He reached up and scratched his chin where stubble was now visibly growing. He hadn't left this room in a long while. He went back to pacing as he waited impatiently for his accomplice to contact him.
The room was poorly lit, which only added to his ever growing frustrations. He had this perfectly planned out, at least, that's what he thought. At this point, there was little for him to do beside wait for the call.
He needed to initiate his little scheme soon, before everything was discovered. Just a day ago, some police came to the door asking about his property. He nervously answered every question with answers he thought would be satisfactory to the officers. When he was clear of the authorities, he dead-bolted the door, and headed back down to the basement where he was to plan more, and more everyday. Neglecting his own personal care, or the care of his home and job.
He had been calling in sick to work for over a week now, and decided that tomorrow he would go back, if only to keep up his appearances.
RING!
Finally!
He raced over to the phone, and yanked it off the cradle, placing it up to his ear.
"Hello, sir. This is DebtGather, we have noticed a significant payment deficiency in your account. We need this matter corrected as soon as…"
He slammed the phone back down, roughly running his hands through his hair.
This day would never end.