Spencer was in my grandmother's bathroom straightening her hair, when I walked in and began bushing my teeth furiously. She looked over at me, with a confused look on her face

"What's wrong with you?" she asked

"Nothing." I said angrily at her. But again it was all fake. I wanted her to see me; I wanted her plain and simple.

"Ash tells me." She repeated again

"Nothing…i'm fine" I explained as I continued brushing my teeth.

She stood there and turned her head in the mirror to look me in the eyes. I don't understand why I do things like this; I don't even know when I decide to do it,

"I know your lying; I can see it in your face." She starred at me with an eyebrow raised. Knowing who I was around her, I kept a straight face, and thought of something, something so pathetic and stupid it makes me want to die, just thinking about something so wrong that I told her was wrong with me.

"Fine…I have an eating disorder! Happy now?" I said as I walked outside and lit up a cigarette. She came out not to far behind me, and took the cigarette from my hand and inhaled it herself.

"This is why you're sick, you not suppose to some on an empty stomach!"

I put my head in my hands and then reached for a new cigarette, she started yelling at me a telling me I didn't need to be smoking. So I just threw the pack down my shirt, knowing she wouldn't dare to search for it. After arguing for an awhile and old friend named Aiden called. He and Spence dated when they were 16 years-old. The story was Spencer broke it off with him after a fairly long relationship, but Aiden never got over her. He called to ask her if she wanted to attend a race with him. Great another person i'm up against just to get this one girl. I can't believe all this bullshit has to happen to me.

She leaned over from, the phone and looked me right in the eyes. I was once again lost in her. Nothing but the sound of the ocean was flowing in the background. She waved her hand in front of me trying to get my attention but I couldn't move. I was stuck in her. My new favorite color was her eye color. they were so blue, almost as a deep Atlantic ocean blue, mixed with a hot summer days baby blue sky.

"Ash…ash do you want to come to the race or not?" she stated trying toga my attention.

Of course I wanted to come. But then this is, when you make up a lie like I did, you become introduced to and obstacle. As she asked me I sad "yes." Of course I wanted to go with, that's not even a logical question in my mind. Anywhere you go…ill go. I just wish I could say that to her.

"Fine… but if you want to come, you have to eat something." She said sternly.

She put the phone back up to her ear and began to talk to Aiden again, "aid, I need you to stop at Wendy's on your way over and pick ash up some food." She has this way of starring me down when she wanted to make an impression. I'm not sure what of, but an impression.

So I ended up agreeing and we both went to get ready, I was in my grandmother's closet retrieving a pair of jeans and a university of Texas hat, with matching belt buckle and tee shirt. I was now newly obsessed with Texas because I wanted to attend college there. Spencer was standing in the mirror putting on make-up which she always used too much, she never even needed it. She is naturally beautiful.

I ended up wearing my hair in loose curls down to my shoulders. Aiden showed up little whiles later. Spencer got mad because he didn't bring anything for me to eat. So we got into his car. He had a white Tahoe, with 22 inch rims. We like to call it "the Tahoe on 22's" as we ere drinking we had fun talking about old times and funny stories that we could remember.

W soon arrived at the track. It took a little while to get the car up top the top of the hill. It was kind of steep and the car was big. But knowing Aiden, he of course got it up. We were parked and the back of the car was popped open for all of us to sit in. Spencer Aiden and all there friends began drinking. At this point in time I hate all alcohol due to the face that my entire family is alcoholics.

Spencer started drinking beer, and I wasn't happy about that. So I sat in the back of the car somehow trying to take the beer from her each time it was close to me. After a while I gave up and just didn't care anymore. So I became the bottle holder. She kept handing me the bottle to hold, and when she quenched thirst she would take a quick swift then give it back. The race was overall pretty fun, until Spencer and Aiden began fighting. Aiden still wanted her, but she had moved on. Hopefully that's something good for my future.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of her as I drove. She looked so settled. The top was down and the moon was bright. My right arm was resting on the center counsel, she looked at me and intertwined her fingers with mine and began rubbing the back of my hand with her thumb. I let her do as she wished, but only to a certain extent. there were still words that we needed to exchanged between us before I could let this whole deal go any further then it already was.

After r15 minutes of silence I finally pulled into my neighborhood.

"Hello Ms. Davis" the security guard at the gate said as he opened the gate.

"Hey John." I wasn't in the mood for talking with him right now. I drove forward then took a right and another immediate right into my driveway.

"This is your house?" Spence asked shocked

"Uhh…yeah…of course it is" I replied back sarcastically