"Footballs have been thrown, caught, kicked and fumbled--"

"What the hell are you watching now? I thought you were meant to be studying?"

"I finished, shhh"

"Pigs bladder seriously?"

"SHHHHHH."

Ashley rolled her eyes as she flopped down next to Spencer on the couch. "I didn't know you liked footba--"

Spencer put her hand over Ashley's mouth, "two minutes. Just be quiet for two minutes."

Ashley crossed her arms poutily on the couch next to her girlfriend. The angst totally lost on Spencer who was fully engrossed in this weeks "How is it Made".

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all mean are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure....can long...can long endure."

"Ash you sound like a broken record shut up."

"No I can do this."

"I"m waaaatching thiiiis."

Grumpily Ashley said, "But I wanna--"

"No shut up," Spencer snapped, "We are gonna met--"

"Oh, oh oh," Ashley cut her off, "We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We--we-we"

"We are gonna met the guys soon for study group and I wanna see this first."

"Meet them? I thought they were coming here?"

"Oh, yeah. whatever just be quite I'm trying to see this."

"Speeeeenceeeer."

"Just go study your history, that big extra credit thing will help ensure you a passing grade."

"What extra credit thing?"

Spencer just rolled her eyes.

"What extra --"

"Ashley zip it"

"Fine," she grumbles bounding back up stairs.

"Thank you," Spencer called cranking the volume on her Discovery Channel show.

"Stupid tv channel," Ashley said sitting down poutily at Spencer's desk flipping through her history book. Why does it have to be history. Ashley thought, of all the things it had to be the one that she kicks my ass at hands down. Ok, lets see if I can do this. "Four score and seven years ago our fathers...." Awe, fuck off I had this earlier..."our fathers brought forth...brought forth...brought..what the heck did they bring....A NEW NATION." She embarrassed her self at excitement when she remembered.

Settling her self back in her chair she started again, "Four score and seven years ago our Fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now..."She thought a moment, "Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing--testing--testing that is exactly what this thing is doing to me. Testing my patient. Why'd Spencer have to do this to me, gah."

Scanning the text she read aloud, "Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of this war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. Good God who talks like that?"

Though she'd scarcely been sitting five minutes before she found herself needing to stand and stretch. A good pace around the room would be good for her anyway. "Four score and seven years ago." I am never going into politics, "our Fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of this war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live."

Excited she jumped up on Spencer's bed, "Booyah! Stick that in you juice box and suck it!" After several minute of this she realized she in fact was jumping on Spencer's bed with her shoes on. She calmly hopped down and went back to the desk to read over the next part of the address.

"God this is so boring," she droned dramatically. "There's no way I can spend an evening in a room full of people who get a hard on from this stuff. Ugh, stupid history, whatever."

She went back to looking over the address for several minutes before deciding she must have it memorized. She stood and recited it as best she could to herself a time or two then ran down stairs.

"Spencer get ready to get your freak on cause I've so got this---oh...hey."

Mortified, Spencer shot a death glare at Ashley, "You remember Martha and Ethan right, Ash? They sit behind us in trigonometry."

"Hi, Ashley," the boy squeaked, slightly flustered by the thoughts running through his mind, the redhead next to him punched him as though she'd read his mind.

"Trig? I thought we were studying history?"

"God, Ash, don't you listen?"

"Evidently not," Ashley said unamused, "I'm am not studying triangles and crap."

"Yeah neither are we," Spencer shot back, "cause we're in Trig not Geometry."

"Gah," Ashley said exasperatedly picking at a piece of chicken, "Why'd mid-terms have to come on the same week as your parents 25th anniversary? No parental supervision, and I'm stuck here with the Geek Patrol."

"Ash," Spencer said biting down anger, "either eat that food or get out."

"What?" She asked confused, "That makes no sense."

"Makes perfect sense," Spencer shot back. "You're mouth will either be full, so it can't speak or it'll be in another room so I can't hear it."

Martha and Ethan quietly made their way to the living room and a way from the tension between the obviously stressed and the obviously sex deprived.

"See," Spencer said, "You've made them uncomfortable."

"I think trigonometry made them uncomfortable."

Spencer rolled her eyes.

"I"m not studying trig," Ashley told her flatly, "I've got a B in that class, I'm not worried about it."

"Well, then get out of here so I can study."

"You don't need to, you're aceing that class," Ashley said in a flirty tone. "What you need to do is listen to me recite this stupid thing."

"Well, then go on, impress me," Spencer said unamused.

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers set forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal," she recited smugly, "Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation, so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live." She stared off at the ceiling for several seconds before, "fuck."

Spencer laughed, "keep studying baby. keep studying."

Perturbed, Ashley bit into a chicken leg then stomped up the stairs.

Spencer suppressed a giggle.