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Author's Note: okay so this is the 8th chapter in this story. This chapter is pretty much all about Spashley. Oh and don't think you've seen the last of Mishell;- !YAY! So I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 8

"Mishell…?" Spencer mumbled. The two looked at each other Spencer couldn't believe it. Yea okay I knew she was older but…Spencer struggled to regain her composure but her natural sexiness soon returned. She smiled seductively at the green eyed teacher. Mishell's face flushed and she returned to the board trying to regain the flow of her lesson.

"Yes, so American History…umm…"

The class passed by awkwardly. At the end of the class Mishell had looked at Spencer maybe two or three times throughout the fifty-five minute period.

"So are there any questions?" Spencer's hand shot predictably up into the air, "yes the cute blonde in the back." Spencer I cant believe you're flirting with your teacher in the middle of class…I must be good…Spencer smiled to herself before speaking.

"Yea…umm…you said you were twenty-four what are you really? 31?" Spencer knew this was perfect. She couldn't comment back with "so your into really old women," or, "You didn't bother to ask while you were sexing me up," because this would most defiantly get her fired. Spencer heard Rowan chuckle next to her.

"I am really twenty-four and how old are you really hmm? 12?" Damn she's good!

"No 16 but people say I look way older than I am…people get confused really easily," Spencer winked. Rowan began cracking up silently. The bell stopped Mishell before she could comment back, "class is dismissed. Spencer can you stay for a moment?"

"Yea sure. Rowan I'll catch up k?" Rowan closed the door and Spencer turned to see her 'teacher' looking very nervous. Mishell searched Spencer's eyes searching for answers. As though they were going to tell her what to do next but the ocean blue eyes gave no response.

Ashley cursed as she spilt her coffee on the sidewalk, pushed by the bustling people in the history wing. She picked up her books and left the coffee. It's no good to me now… Ashley thought to herself as she continued to walk down the hall. She looked to her right into one of the classrooms and saw a blonde head that she recognized. She stopped and peeked into the window. She watched Miss Parkinson the new history teacher lean in…she let out a little gasp as Spencer stopped the advancing red head. She listened hard for Spencer's next words.

"We cant do this. You would get fired and besides…I have feelings for someone else." This answer made Ashley's heart skip a beat. Is she talking about me? That kiss before it was…amazing! But did she do it out of anger or does she really have feelings for me. I know I'm gay but I don't think I could stand all of the hate…I don't think I can… She saw Spencer begin to turn around so she quickly sped off down the hall.

Was that Ashley's hair I just see whip out of sight? Did she hear what I said to Mishell…I wonder if she knew I was talking about her? Spencer stop being ridiculous it probably wasn't even Ashley. Spencer looked at her hurt teacher and felt a little guilt creep up her throat forming a lump but she quickly swallowed it. I have to find Ashley tell her how I feel even if she doesn't feel the same way…I have to get it off my chest it's…it's hurting me. "I'm sorry," and with that apology Spencer ran out the door in search of a certain gorgeous brunette.

Ashley was sitting in the quad eating the candy bar she had brought for lunch. Alone again her thoughts strayed back to Spencer. Ashley was alone. This was a very rare sight seeing as she was usually surrounded by her fellow cheerleaders but for some reason she had felt the need to be alone.

Spencer watched her from the other side of the quad. Just admiring how beautiful she looked in the afternoon sun. I am really going to regret this. She sighed and strode toward Ashley. Ashley looked as though she was in some sort of daze and it tookSpencer awhile to pull her out of it.

"Ashley? Ashley!" She's ridiculous.

"What? Oh…hey Spencer." That was creepy I was just thinking about her…

"I was wondering if we could talk about what happened…I have to tell you something it's pretty important but if your busy I can wait." What are you saying?! Of course you can't wait!

I wonder what she has to say. "No now is good what's up?" Please open up give me a reason to hold you, to kiss you…to love you.

"Well that kiss I…"

"Eww…get a room dykes!" Ashley jumped away from Spencer looking anxious and scared. She looked at Spencer and then at the girls who had mocked them. Their taunt ringing in her ears.

"I have to go…" dyke…they called me a…dyke…no I cant do this…

"Umm…okay…" Fuck! Straight girls always ruin my moments! Please don't leave Ashley don't leave me!

Spencer watched as Ashley sped across the quad nervously chewing her bottom lip. I'll talk to her later…I have to talk to her later… Spencer sighed and set off to find Rowan.

"Hey Spencer!" Rowan greeted her enthusiastically.

"Hey…"she grumbled back. Rowan brushed off her rude greeting.

"So," he said beaming, "did you have fun in history? I sure did! How was your…umm…tutoring session with Miss Parkinson?" he winked.

"We didn't do anything…"

"Oh," Rowan said the grin slipping off his face as he realized Spencer was in no mood for jokes, "right so what took you so long?"

"I had something to take care of…"

"And did you succeed in 'taking care' of that something?" Rowan asked trying to bring humor beck into the conversation to cheer Spencer out of this dreary mood that she had entered.

"I wish…"

Yea that's the end sorry it didnt end the way people wanted it to but there has got to be some suspense for the next chapter! Oh and for those of you who are chewing me out about where Madison and Aiden are you'll just have to wait because trust me I havent forgotten about them. Oh and you know how everything is backwards! Well same goes for here to!