FIC The days after the first kiss…part 10 (Spencer) G

Author: astabasta
Rating: G
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Spencer
Summary: Is this Spencer's first date with Emily?

Spoilers/Warnings: None

"...we rarely went into Cleveland and when we did, it wasn't to see art," Spencer says. "That was an amazing show. I've never seen anything like that before,"

Emily and Spencer leave the LA County Museum of Art and walk toward the parking lot.

"What type of art do you do?" Emily asks.

"A bowl of fruit, a lake. You know, what you see is what you get."

"Traditional. Safe. Boring."

"I had to really use my imagination today and look beyond what was in front of me."

"I don't look at art," Emily says.

Spencer looks at Emily questioningly.

"I feel it," Emily continues. "We all know that blue is blue, an apple is an apple, and a fat chick on a chaise lounge is... well, you get the picture."

Spencer nods.

"But there's nothing that describes what I see in front of me more than how it makes me feel," Emily explains. "Sometimes I tear up, get flushed, or have a breakthrough on a problem that I've been stuck on for days. Sometimes... I even get turned on...but that depends on who I'm with."

Spencer blushes and looks away. "I didn't get that much from what we saw."

"Sure you did," Emily says.

Spencer's face expression inquires more of an explanation.

"Remember how you got annoyed at that piece that was just a black dot on the edge of a huge white canvas?" Emily asks.

"Ya, how does something like that get into a museum?" Spencer asks disbelievingly. "I could have done that."

"Then why didn't you?" Emily asks.

"I just don't consider that art."

"You see, that painting made you feel something. Disbelief, frustration, maybe even anger. It challenged your ability to create something 'so easy', 'so simple'. But when was the last time you actually created something?"

Spencer is speechless as she thinks about the last drawing she made: hearts around Ashley's name on the edge of her notebook during the last week of school before summer vacation.

"That's what I thought," Emily responds to Spencer's silence. "And maybe whatever you felt is the perfect energy to inspire you to create something."

"I think I get it. The whole idea about feeling art and not just seeing it. Like when we got to all those paintings with the bands of color going across."

"Rothko."

"Ya, I was s taken by them. They reminded me of watching sunsets with..."- Spencer blushes - "watching the sky change color over time. They were so breath-taking and - "

"And when you grabbed my hand?"

"What?"

"You took my hand and you didn't even realize it," Emily laughs. "And that's exactly what I mean by feeling art."

"Oh," Spencer says blushing.

"I want to do something with you," Emily suddenly says. "You're coming to my place."