I don't know what I am suppose to do now, I can't show her nor my family how much of a weakness she is to me. I looked at her through the corner of my eye and watched her body sway to the music that was playing from the stereo. My heart dropped a beat after every single movement.

"Are you serious?" my sisters said slamming my mouth shut, which must have been hanging there like a puppy.

"This isn't good Kyla. What am I suppose to do now?" I asked worried as she made her way up over to me from out of nowhere. Her hand was on my shoulder and I could feel myself catching my breath and relaxing my body.

"Hey" she said as she scrunched up her face and smiled.

"Hi!" I couldn't thing of anything better to say. I don't want to waist my time getting lost in her again, and guess what I did. I lost my self within her presence. I always stumble over her memory and wonder if she'll ever come back for me.

The night wasn't that bad, mostly everybody had question about my career and of course I came baring gifts.

"Ok gram so I know how much you yelled at my for getting this for myself, but its so you." So I turned around and grabbed the new set of Porsche keys and threw them to her. Of course how she is she just started freaking out and laughing with that obnoxious laugh.

Spencer just stood there in front of me laughing, as she slowly kept sipping a bottle of Bud Light. I smile immediately faded when we locked eyes. She stood on the other side of the room from me, and our gaze seemed to be unspoken words said within out eyes. I stood up and walked over to her, trying desperately to look casual. After conversation with her for a good I don't know 45 seconds I had to ask her.

"So…um can I talk to you in the…garage for a minute?" I stuttered out as she laughed at how nervous I was. And the laugh threw me back.

It was thanksgiving today and my mother was having a party at her house to celebrate. My day was hectic and out of control as I realized how upset she was going to be at me. I have called her at least 20 times last night. I needed her, I needed her to come to the rescue as she always does, I needed her to save me from my problems, but most of all I needed her to save me from myself.

I was standing outside in the driveway hosing off the driveway, when I saw her car pull up in front of me. She caught me off guard and I held my breath. I could promise you that my heart jump a beat. But then after all that feeling that swarmed inside of me, it died, when I saw her roommate sitting beside her in the car. I can't stand that girl sometimes. I always feel like i'm up against her or something.

I spent most of the time she was there sitting on the couch. I figured she was mad at me, and I didn't want to talk to her. So I stayed there mixed in my emotions and lost mind, while everyone was outside having fun. Of course being the regular person I am around her, I was playing my ringtone on my phone pretending like a bunch of people were calling me. Still no attention was given, and the way she looked to day was to die fore. As everyone walked outside to the patio to smoke, I built up enough courage to talk to her.

"So, do you want to go for a walk really fast?" so looked at me so fake and uncaringly all I could do was dropping my head.

" I got to get going soon for work, but come outside and talk with everyone!" so I did I sat in the corner of the patio listening to everyone's conversations after a few minutes it died down and I spoke up.

"Spencer, did you ever get your birthday present I sent you?" I asked a little hopeful she liked it.

"Nope." And then I put my head down again.

"Wait yes you did." Spoke up her roommate Carmen. Thanks to her, she just saved me from silencing myself again.

She started to look stupid as if she new what I was talking about but didn't want to admit it. She started acting like she was sorry and confused, but I saw right through that. That's the thing Spencer never understood, no matter the circumstances I could always see through her. So as we started talking normally, I asker her about her birthday rap. Ok yeah Ashley "rocker" Davies wrote a rap song for the one and only Spencer. After laughing about it, I busted out with the song.

Author note: THIS IS A REAL SONG. I WROTE THIS FOR A FRIEND OF MINE. THE ONE THIS STORY IS ALL ABOUT. SO DOTN STEAL IT I OWN IT

Yo Yo Yo this ya birthday rap

Hot naked guys dancing on your lap

Over the hill is what I say

Cause it happens to be your 22nd birthday

Up in the club dancing everywhere

Wave your hands in the air like you just done care.

Everybody there screaming your name

Can you believe all the people who came?

Aiden up there looking so fine

Hey can I get a vodka and water? extra lemon and lime

September 6th you turn 22

I guess this the year you start to act cool

If the only gift you get is a fleece

You can sit at home and munch on Kraft Mac and cheese

22 and you still got it going on

Even though corvette Aiden is gone.

You say that your cool nickname is big mama

Yet on your MySpace you have a pink llama

Well my times getting down

So let me take my bow

Just remember one thing

Don't do the crime

If you cant do the time.

Chea

And as soon as I finished I was caught in a gaze with her yet again.