Ello Everybody. Here's my next chapter and I'm gonna try to update consistently. I hope u guys like it.

Disclaimer: I own Spencer. Sike!! I wonder what they would've done if I was for real. I'm kinda scared to find out.

Chapter 5: Secrets of a Mobster's Daughter

Chelsea looked to where I was pointing. Her eyes widened and she turned to me quickly.

"Her?", she asked in disbelief. I nodded my head. "That's Ashley Davies."

I tried to remember where I had heard that name before. 'Davies, Davies' I repeated in my head. In the blink of an eye it occurred to me where I had heard that name.

"Davies as in the roughest mafia in the US?" They all nodded their heads. "Holy shit! Her dad has been behind thousands of deaths, bombings, drugs, AND human trafficking" I exclaimed. "He does it all. What did she do to get caught?"

"She was handling some of her fathers business when the man she was dealing with turned out to be a cop. When she found out that piece of information she beat the shit out of him which landed her a harsher punishment, plus she started shooting at them.

"Wow!" I gasped.

"I heard that she'll get all the charges dropped and her record expunged if she tells the police where her father is." Kyla whispered.

"Why wont she do it?" I asked.

"Well she's kind of in a bind. If she tells the police where her father is she'll get out of jail but she'll surely die. Her father's crew will kill her and it won't be quick if you know what I mean. If she doesn't tell where her father is she's stuck in her for life. There family doesn't take lightly to traitors." Carman said.

"Wow" I breathed "I commend her for her loyalty. It makes her more appealing." I say whispering that last word. As I look at her I notice how beautiful she really is. The way her hair is so curly and frames her face just the right way and the face she was making as she was staring down at her food. It looks like she's thinking real hard about something. 'I wonder what it is.' For a brief second she looked up as if she felt eyes on her. We locked eyes for a second and I quickly looked down blushing. When I looked around my table I noticed that they were all staring at me again. 'What the hell is this? Stare at Spencer day.'

"What?" I asked.

"You were staring pretty damn hard chica." Madison exclaimed.

"No I wasn't?"

"Riiiight. Well u got a little drool on your face." I quickly wiped my mouth feeling the heat rise in my face. They all laughed.

"U got it bad." Chelsea chuckled. I looked at Ashley again and got the craziest idea in my head. "Hey guys I think I'm gonna go sit with her."

"Oh no no no no no. That is suicide." Chelsea tried.

"Come on. I stay with her. If she hasn't killed me yet ……" I trailed off as I remembered our little incident earlier. 'O well.' I got up and picked up my tray. Every step toward her table felt heavier and heavier. My heart was racing so much. 'I think I'm gonna faint.' I reach her table and she's staring at me hard. 'If looks could kill.' I thought. "Hey Ashley." I say nervously. She continues to stare. "I figured since we are cell mates I thought we should get to know each other." I looked at her face and her eyes were dark with anger. 'So pretty. Ok off subject, lets try a different approach.'

"Look Ashley, obviously I know who you are and I'm not gonna judge you." I looked up at her. She seemed to be less angry than before. I continued. "I just wanted to say that I think that it's great what you're doing for your father." I leaned into her and looked her straight in her eyes. "I think family is very important and I loved my father very much." Her angry stare was no longer there instead it was blank. "He died. I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you whenever you need me." I looked at her one more time and noticed something different. I almost didn't notice if I hadn't been looking hard trying to see a reaction. It was sympathy. I smiled at her and got up. As I was leaving I bumped into someone accidentally spilling my food on them. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to." I looked up to see this huge black girl staring down at me.

"I don't care how fucking sorry you are."

I just stared at her so scared. I looked over at my friends.

"Don't try to help her Chelsea It's too late." There table was already surrounded by what I'm assuming is her gang. "Looks like I need to teach you some manners newbie." She pulled out a knife. 'O crap. I'm gonna die on my second day here. How fucked up is that.' She raised the knife. I closed my eyes and thought about all the things I never got to do. 'I'll never go to college, get married, have children, kill Paula. NO SEX!! NO SEX WITH ASHLEY!! As I was thinking I noticed that I should've already gotten stabbed. I slowly open one of my eyes and gasp. Her hand seemed to be stick mid air. I looked to see a small hand grasping her arm. It was none other than Ashley Davies. Then all went black.