It had taken two weeks. Just two. Two weeks for New Girl to steal away my best friend of nine years. Two weeks for my favorite period to turn into the most dreaded. Every day I have to sit behind the teacher's desk, that's faced directly in front of her table, and struggle to not look up at her and New Girl giggling together.

Of course Spencer denied that New Girl was replacing me, saying she was just being polite, because 'it must be so hard to move to a place, whenever you don't know anyone'. It seemed like New Girl was comfortable to me, but Spencer's overly-good heart wouldn't let it go.

"Ashley!" I look up quickly, even though I know it isn't Spencer, and whenever I see Madison staring back at me my little amount of hope leaves.

"Yeah?"

"Uhm, could you help me with this?" She bit her lip, her brows furrowed in frustration. Despite my horrible mood, I giggled at how helpless she seemed and walked over to her and Spencer's table, purposely avoiding Spencer's eye contact.

"Whatcha need, kid?" She scooted over in her chair and I sat next to her, getting an odd look out of New Girl, who was talking to Spencer about some stupid painting she made.

"These stupid pastels, they look ugly," She pouted miserably. She was quite a sight, with pastel up to her elbows and a little smudged on her face.

"That's because you haven't smeared it yet," I couldn't help but smile at her.

Grabbing a blending stick, I basically did her work for her as she babbled on and on about her day and, surprisingly, I didn't mind. It was nice to have someone consoling in me again.

"Hey, Ash," I looked up and right into those stupid eyes whose colour had grown to be my favorite over the years. "Can you get me one of those stick thingies?" And there's the classic head tilt that she's been giving me for nine years and the smile that makes it seems like nothing's wrong with our friendship.

"Sure thing," I smiled at her, and as soon as I turned away from her to go get it, my smile faded and I rolled my eyes. I'm not letting her brush off that our friendship is struggling anymore. We definitely need to talk soon. Plus, I needed someone to go with to the movies tonight. Handing her the 'stick thingy' as she so cutely put it, I asked her. "Hey, Spence, wanna go see Twilight tonight?" As she grabbed it, our fingers brushed and it made my stomach clench. It didn't hit me until that very second just how much I missed how close we were. Sure, we still hung out a lot and texted every second we were apart, but something was just.. Different.

"Uhm," I could see that she was torn. And it hurt. Two weeks ago, she would have said 'yes' in a heartbeat. Then again, two weeks ago New Girl wasn't stuck up her ass, either. "I was actually going to show Jonica around a bit." I hated how truly apologetic Spencer looked.

"Oh, okay," I simply said, not showing how shot down I felt. Not mentioning the fact that New Girl had been here for two weeks and should know her way around town. Before Spencer could spill out all of her apologies, Madison interrupted.

"Oh my god, that movie looks so amazing! I've read the whole series twice!" I bit my tongue for the second time in one minute, not commenting on how shocking it is that she reads. Ger ridiculous amount of excitement was cute, I had to admit. So, as she continued babbling on and on, I cut her off.

"Wanna go see it tonight?"

"Oh my god, yes! You're the best!" I laughed as she embraced me in the biggest hug I had ever received, almost knocking me out of the chair.

Beeeeep.

Ah, the bell. As I was getting my things together and halfway listening to Madison praise me, I glanced at Spencer for a few seconds. There was a look on her face that I had never seen before. I couldn't decipher it and it's all I thought about through the rest of the school day.

"Oh my god, I'm so excited! Look at all of these people!" I think she's forgotten how to speak in a normal volume, but it didn't bother me, because her good mood was contagious and I hadn't stopped smiling since I picked her up. She was even wearing a Twilight shirt with a skirt that had a 'Team Edward' pin on it.

I rolled my eyes whenever she told me that we should get to the theatre early, but she wasn't kidding, this place was packed. As soon as we got our tickets, I grabbed Madison's hand and made a beeline for the theatre to assure we had good seats that wouldn't break our necks. And thank God I did, because the room was completely full, people were even sitting in the aisles.

"Oh my god, Jonica! I'm so excited!" Uh, I must be hallucinating, because that sounded exactly like Spencer. Quickly looking over to where the voice was coming from, my heart sank. It was Spencer.

"Ooh and I hope they have the part where they play baseball!" Madison continued talking as we sat through the previews, but her smile faded whenever she saw what I was starting at. "Is that Spencer?!" She was frowning as I nodded, not knowing what to say. Hell, I didn't even know what to think. "What the hell is her deal?! She says she doesn't want to go see Twilight, but shows up here with.. Her!" With her bitchy, Latina attitude coming out, Madison says exactly what's on my mind at the moment.

Looking back at the screen, I clenched my jaw, holding back the tears that are threatening to spill out. "Awh, hun," And within a matter of seconds, her anger turned into sympathy. Reaching for my hand, she squeezed it, "Don't let her bitchiness get to you and ruin this amazing, sexy movie for you," She lightly joked, getting a smile out of me. I looked over at her and squeezed her hand back. And, it was weird, but we just sat there, our hands clasped, staring at each other. For most people it'd seem awkward, but I was completely at ease. Something about Madison was comforting.

Our eye contact was broken whenever the lights started to dim and the whole theatre started screeching, including Madison. I chuckled at how enthusiastic they all were, but couldn't help but glance over at Spencer and Jonica one last time. And what I saw made me freeze..

My best friend is gay?!