((Okay, so – I'm extremely sorry for not updating faster! We've been getting some horrible snow and it's hard to get on all the time! Anyway… excuses suck, so… no more, okay?! Lol… okay, more story!))

SONSONSONSON

Now up in Ashley's room, Spencer is searching through Ashley's closet for an acceptable suit.

"How come there isn't a single suit in site? I thought this was a 'closet'?"

"Maybe you're not looking hard enough. Try behind that big box on the shelf…"

Spencer did as she was told and when she tried to move the heavy box, it rattled the whole top shelf; sending all of Ashley's hung up clothes to come crashing down on the floor.

"Oh no – I'm sorry, Ash!"

Spencer began picking up the loose clothes and trying to find their rightful hanger to place them back on the rail, when Ashley strutted over to her and stopped her ever so gingerly.

"Spence… what are you doing?"

"Ahh – what does it look like I'm doing?" she grabs a handful of clothes and tosses them back down. "I'm cleaning up this mess I just made."

"But – you don't have to. Look," Ashley then picked up a hanger that had a cute little two-piece, white suit that had the word "Billabong" wrote across the top of the suit in red.

"I guess you managed to find what you were looking for, huh?"

Spencer let out a slight sigh, but quickly covered it up with a little chuckle of her own.

SONSONSONSON

The two of them mindlessly made their way down the staircase, through the hallway and were now heading toward the sliding glass door in the kitchen.

"Man – this house is so…"

"Big?" finished Ashley with slight sarcasm coming from her remark.

"No, smarty pants – I was going to say 'quiet at night', but – you took it upon yourself to be a smart-ass, didn't you?"

"Well, when I see an opportunity to be a smart-ass, I don't think twice on it! I'm like the human Nike sign – I just 'do it'!"

The two of them shared a moment of laughter before grabbing a couple of waters from the refrigerator and heading out the back door to the newly designed, underground pool.

Ashley sat down their waters and went over to the flat seats and placed their towels side-by-side. While still in motion from putting down their things, Ashley was in that mental state of order. Okay, waters go over there, the towels go here, the door is shut, the lights in the pool are on… wait, does she want the jets on?

"Hey, Spence? Do you want the jets on or what?"

"Sure!"

"Okay, I'll be right back. I just have to go inside and flip the switch."

"Aww… you mean, you're leaving me out here all alone?"

"Unfortunately, my dear – that's exactly what I'm doing! I'll be back in a second, okay?"

With the puppy dog look not really working this time, Spencer managed to say, "Okay" in the saddest voice possible.

While waiting for Ashley to return, Spencer had found herself a spot on the edge of the pool; draping her legs over the side. She was lazily swaying her legs back and forth in the water; making ripples appear on the water's surface. She sat in complete silence… only listening to the sound of the water splashing against her legs and the faint sound of an ambulance in the distance.

It was almost like clarity for Spencer. Everyone needs a few minutes of time alone and this was Spencer's. So – she took complete advantage of it. She thought over a few aspects in her life… mainly, Ashley! She thought of how she was so beautiful and how anyone could ever hate her. She hated the fact that Ashley was despised by a group of people who, in fact, didn't matter, for being who she was meant to be. Spencer knew that her feelings for Ashley ran much deeper than just a "want". It was more of a "need". A desperate one, at that! But she couldn't help wondering if she would possibly be hated by everyone - just how Ashley is. Those thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Ashley who had apparently turned on the jets; making Spencer jump completely out of her suit… which, wouldn't have been such a bad thing for Ashley.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Turning around, Spencer had noticed that in that mere 3 minutes, Ashley had gone upstairs and changed into a different bikini.

"Umm… yeah – something like that. More importantly – why did you change suits?"

"Ahh – the other one was way too scratchy. This one… is amazing! It's 100 percent silk!"

Spencer giggled at Ashley's obsession with her bikini… and herself… as Ashley made her way over to Spencer's chosen spot on the cement.

"So – what were you thinking about?"

"When?"

"Earlier, when I was turning the jets on. I saw your face… you looked all 'deep-in-thought'."

Spencer suddenly gasps and puts her right hand over her heart.

"Ashley Davies, were you spying on me?"

"No way! I'd be a horrible spy! I'm way too noisy! I just noticed how you looked so…"

"So… what?"

Ashley could tell that this was going to be one of those serious subjects and decided to run away from it all.

"So… dry!!"

Just then, Spencer was taken off guard by Ashley, who had pushed the lovely blonde in the pool and was now standing up above Spencer and clutching her stomach.

"Oh man, Spence… you've really got to be careful when you sit by a pool and I'm around!" she decides to laugh it up as much as possible.

Spitting out water and wiping her eyes dry, Spencer cupped a handful of water and slung it over to where Ashley was now standing.

Now half wet, half dry – Ashley quietly says, "You're so dead for that, Carlin!"

"Oh and what are you going to do about it, Davies?"

"Spencer, Spencer, Spencer – you don't even want to know what I'm capable of doing. If you haven't noticed, I'm pretty bad-ass!"

"Okay, anyone who says they're 'bad-ass' is obviously not a bad-ass!"

"Well then I must be an exception to that rule."

"Ashley?"

"What?" Ashley said rudely.

"Shut up and get in the pool!"

Before obeying, Ashley shrugged her shoulders and took a deep breath, then took the plunge into the crisp, clean pool.

"Jeeze, Spence – it's freezing!"

"Oh – stop being a baby for once. Here," she then extended her hand out to Ashley.

Ashley briefly glanced at Spencer's hand, then at her face and then back down at her hand before taking a hold of the tanned hand. Spencer gently pulled Ashley in toward her and wrapped her arms around her waist.

Ashley was in complete bliss. She had always loved the feeling of another being wrapped around her body. But – this blonde babe wasn't just anyone… she was Spencer Carlin. Ashley just loved how her name rolled off her tongue – Spencer Carlin – man, it sounds good! Spencer Carlin had changed Ashley's life and was now becoming apart of her life… a part that Ashley had always longed for. Spencer Carlin was now… apart of Ashley's heart; as if it were meant to be.

"Are you warmer now?"

"Huh?"

Spencer pulled herself apart from Ashley and looked her right in the eyes.

She now sported a more serious look and it definitely presented itself quite nicely, according to Ashley. Now matter what Spencer's current mood was, she always had a cute little face to go along with it. When she's happy, her eyes are just as bright as ever. When she's upset, her eyebrows kind of go inward and they make her lips look firm. When she's sad, she always has a couple of glistens in the corners of her eyes and the tears are just daring to fall. But this serious look was Ashley's new best-friend. She came to realize that whenever Spencer had the serious mask on, it always meant something new – some kind of new discovery or new experience that they would share together.

"What?" asked Ashley in a confused tone.

"Nothing. I just realized that…"

She trailed off; not really wanting to sound pathetic or too clingy.

"What, Spence? You can tell me."

"I know, I know – it's just that… earlier this evening, when we kissed – I really… liked it."

"I did, too! It was almost like time stood still… just for that moment."

"Exactly! And I wanted to let you know that, but – seeing as how you beat me to it…"

Ashley laughed and placed her hands on either sides of the blonde; pulling their hips together.

"Sorry to steal your thunder, Spence."

"Its okay – in fact, I'm glad you said it before I did. I was so nervous."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I guess just because it had to do with us… I mean, you and I."

Ashley slightly grinned; knowing very well what Spencer was saying and once again… took it upon herself to make the first move.

She trailed her right hand from Spencer's waist, up her side, around to her back, over her shoulder and stopping her quest right on Spencer's left cheek. Now cupping the side of her face, she gently pulled it closer to hers; making it seemingly impossible for Spencer to decline her invitation. Bridging the gap between them, Spencer moved closer in to Ashley and met her lips with her very own.

Once again, time stood still for the two girls. The sound of the jets were now mute, as was the sound of the ambulance in the background.

Seeing as how much the two girls cared for each other, it quickly escaladed into something bigger. Ashley had backed Spencer up to the side of the pool and was now nibbling on her neck.

Spencer had closed her eyes and had thrown her head back; soaking in all of Ashley's goodness. She then suddenly felt Ashley's hand creeping up her back, making a connection with the suit's string and just then, gravity came into place and Spencer felt it.

Ashley stopped nibbling and looked up at Spencer with much want in her eyes.

"Do you want to?"

"Of course… I trust you, Ash."

SONSONSONSON

((Well there you go, people! Hopefully, you all will enjoy the next chapter! I'm prepared for a nice update with it! And don't worry… there will be even more scenes like this. In the next chapter, I won't skip to the next morning… no, no, no – we're going straight to the next scene! Lol… so get ready, all! OH YES – THANKS IN BIG PARTS TO MY GOOD GOOD FRIEND JESSI FOR HELPING ME WITH SOME MINOR DETAILS ON A FEW PARAGRAPHS! THANKS SO MUCH!! ))