"Ash?" I stick my head out my window into the night sky.

Nothing.

I swear I heard something outside.

I grab a flashlight I keep stocked under my bed and zip up my jacket. I turn it on and shine it around and then I see her.

She in the tree outside my house, trying to get on the roof. "Ash!" I whisper loudly. She turns head quickly and smiles at me. I swing my leg over the edge of the window and place my foot on the roof. I then carefully swing my other foot out and stand up. I tip-toe over to where the tree is. "What are you doing?" I ask, setting the light down.

"I'm bored" She gives a crinkled nose grin and my stomach churns with the butterflies.

I get as close to the edge as possible and stick my arms out, she reaches and I take her hand firmly in mine. I help her out of the tree and onto the roof.

"That is hardly a reason to climb a tree and get onto a neighbors roof in the middle of the night Ash." I say, sitting down.

"How was your date?" She asks, not looking at me.

"It was fine" I lie, I don't want to tell her that I cried and that even though she said I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to, I did anyways.

"You're lying" She can see right through me.

"I am not" I defend myself.

She sighs and doesn't reply.

I fiddly with my jacket, not sure what to say. "It was awful" I admit, holding back my tears.

"It couldn't of been that bad" She replies.

"It was." I say. "We you know.." I look away from her.

"You what?"

"Never mind, it was nothing" I say sharply.

Her arm finds its way on my knee. "Tell me, please"

"We-I fucked him okay?!" I say harshly, then I bite my lip.

"Was it good?" She asks.

I shake my head. "No" I say quietly.

"Why?"

"Was is this, twenty questions or something?" I breathe out. I take a big breath. "Hewasn'tyou" I mumble.

"What?" Her face gets very close to mine and she is searching my eyes.

"He wasn't you" I say again, but slower.

"What do you mean?" Her arm releases.

"Can we talk about something else?" I ask.

"Yeah, sure." She says back, and I feel her eyes leave me.

"I'm going to go back to bed, and you better not fall of the roof getting down" I stand up and help her.

"I won't, and sleep tight" She kisses my cheek and I watch her climb down to the ground, when she is safely down I stealthily make my way back to my room.

"Spencer" I am woken up by someone saying my name. I don't even open my eyes when I reply.

"What?" I say in a hazy response.

"I brought you something" He says.

Him, being my brother Glen.

"Go away" I roll over.

"No, I won't" He is so annoying sometimes. "C'mon, get up" He yanks the covers off me and I instantly curl up into a ball.

"Gleennnnn" I whine and open my eyes and see him smiling at me. I sit up. "I'm up, okay?"

He sits next to me and holds out a wrapped gift.

I stare at him and open it. I am surprised when I see two plane tickets Hawaii in it. "I don't understand" I look at him for an answer. "Who is the other one supposed to be for?" I ask.

"Well, the parental's and I thought you deserved a nice vacation, and I know you've always wanted to go to Hawaii, so we got you these tickets" He puts his arm over my shoulder. "I am your favorite brother right?" I know he is trying to get me to take him with me, but its not going to happen.

"Yes Glen, but I think we may kill each other before the trip is over" I chuckle and so does he. "Wait, how long will I and this mystery person be gone?"

"Two weeks exactly" He stands up and I do as well.

"Awesome" I wrap my arms around his neck. "Thank you" I kiss his cheek.

"Yeah, no problem" He replies and I let go. "Now who are you going to take with you?" He asks as we walk down stairs.

"I don't know yet"

-

I eat breakfast with my family and then drive back to my apartment. I unlock the door and I notice that it is oddly clean. I make a face when I smell Lysol. "Dan?"

"No, actually." Ashley walks out of the bathroom. She is wearing rubber gloves and her hair is all messy.

"Oh"

Oh? I sound like such an ass hole.

"Sorry, but Dan called me last night and wanted me to clean the apartment since you weren't home, he said, I quote, I don't want to break a nail" She smiles and stands there staring at her feet.

I can't help but laugh. "Sounds like Dan"

"Yep" She says in a small voice.

"Yep" I repeat awkwardly.

"I should, uh, finish up" She turns around quickly and walks away.

I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I let out a large sigh.

I walk into my room and shut the door. I set the tickets on my night stand and walk over to my stereo. I put in a mix Dan made for me right after Ashley and I broke up. I haven't listened to it in a long time, and I feel my legs get weak. I decide to sit on my bed and I just stare at the ticket.

Who am I going to take?

And then that's when I hear it.

So get back, back, back to where we like I imagine.I could never feel this get back, back, back to the heart's beating on to feel the same.

At the same time I hear those lyrics, she knocks on my door and cracks it open. "Spencer?"

I look up and find that I am staring into brown eyes. "Yeah?" I stand up and motion her to come in. "What's up?"

"Oh, I just wanted to tell you I'm done" She lets her hair down out of her messy pony tail and it falls perfectly on her shoulders.

"Oh,um, thanks"

I watch as her eyes fall onto to the plane tickets.

"Are you going somewhere?"

"Apparently so" I chuckle lightly. I clear my throat sensing she didn't think I was being funny. "My parents got me two tickets to Hawaii"

She bites her lip. "Oh, who are taking?"

"I'm not sure yet" I scratch my head. Should I ask her?

She furrows her eyebrows like she wanted to say something, but didn't. "Well, I'm going to go"

"Okay, bye" I say and close my door after she walks out of my room.

Just as she is leaving, I grab her arm lightly. "Do you want to with me?" I say quietly.

Her eyes travel from my hand on her arm to my eyes, and I lick my lips.

"What?" I can tell she is in total disbelief.

"You always said you wanted to go there, and I have an extra ticket, so, I'm asking you, do you want to go to Hawaii with me?" I am almost in tears because I fear what she might or might not say.

"Umm…"

And I release my grip on her arm.