((Okay, so – I'm planning on making this update pretty long! Hopefully, anyway! But yeah – alright, let's get down to it! Enjoy!!))
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With the accelerator up to eighty miles per hour, Spencer clung onto the door handle for stability.
"Ashley, slow down… please!" chimes Spencer.
Without looking at Spencer, Ashley let up on the gas pedal and the car went from eighty to sixty in just a few seconds.
Spencer looks over at Ashley with a serious face and says, "Thank you." Ashley looked over at the blonde with an, "I'm sorry" expression plastered over her face.
"So, where are we going exactly?" asks a cautious blonde.
"Anywhere." Ashley says plainly.
"But you don't even have a shirt on." Spencer says with a hint of humor in her voice.
From all the commotion and turmoil Ashley had gone through that night, she didn't even think twice about putting a shirt on… she just left. She slowly looks from the road, down to her torso, then back up at the road and laughs.
"I didn't even realize I wasn't wearing a shirt!" she laughs again, "Jeeze – the things you miss when you're pissed!"
Somehow, Spencer found it in herself to suppress a small giggle at Ashley's statement. But before long, the two were driving down the interstate going toward a much remembered place.
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Ashley pulled her nicely detailed Porsche up to the sandy lot and parked her car. As the two of them are getting out, Ashley reaches into her backseat and retrieves a pink tank top from underneath the passenger's seat. She shakes it clean from all the dust or sand that might have clung to it before putting it cleanly over her tanned figure. All the while, Spencer is watching and can't help but be amazed by the sight of it. The way the tank snuggled every curve, every inch of Ashley's body. The way her bouncy curls still seemed to have volume to them after the hard day. The way her eyes glistened in the soft moonlight. They had a distinct sparkle to them that made Spencer's heart flutter everytime she caught a glimpse of them. If it hadn't been for the darkness of their scene, Ashley could've been able to tell how much Spencer was blushing at just the mere sight of her. Spencer guessed that Ashley would've giggled at her and somehow, made her feel weird for staring so much. But she knew that through all her giggling and the pressure she put out to suggest an act of a certain way, Ashley really loved all the little things that Spencer did to make her giggle at her.
From all the thoughts that were swarming around Spencer's head, she was totally oblivious to the whereabouts of Ashley. She looked straightforward and only saw the horizon of the sea-line. Her stomach immediately dropped from the thought of being alone, but once she looked over her shoulder and noticed the tanned figure walking toward the pier, she began to feel warmth again. She took off in a slow sprint toward the brunette and managed to catch up with her in seconds. She moved to the side of her and gently took a hold of Ashley's right hand; softly cradling it.
Ashley stopped and looked down at Spencer's hand and then back up at the scenery. She then opened her mouth to speak, but when the time came for words, she was put on pause by Spencer's body forming into her own. The embrace of the blonde's was more than Ashley could handle. She tightly wrapped her arms around the tiny torso of Spencer and they simultaneously rocked back and forth; to the rhythm of the ocean waves crashing against the legs of the pier.
A few minutes passed by and the two girls were still in their hug. Ashley gently let go and slowly moved her head back; letting just enough breathing room between the two. She waited until Spencer's head reached the same level as hers and then she placed a small kiss on the blonde's forehead. Spencer closed her eyes and allowed herself to be in the moment of Ashley's kiss. Now in the same position as they were before, the two girls stood still; not wanting to ever let go. Spencer rested her head on Ashley's chest, while letting one hand drop to the brunette's waist.
With a whisper in her voice, Spencer asks, "Why can't the world just be simple? Why does it have to be so… complex?"
Ashley gently shook her head in agreement before replying, "I know what you mean, Spencer. But – if you really want that question answered, I think you're asking the wrong person." She ended her statement with a slight chuckle that made Spencer's head move along with the motion of her laugh.
No more was said for the time being. Only the sound of the water and the two girls breathing was heard. You could hear a pin drop, but by the time the pin was settled, another breath would be taken. In… out… in… out.
The two released from each other and moved to a softer place under the pier. Ashley sat down on the cool sand, but before Spencer sat down, Ashley took off her tank top and placed it on the ground next to her.
Spencer stood still and began to giggle under her breath at Ashley's actions.
"Jeeze, Davies… we haven't even made out yet and you're already taking off your shirt."
Ashley just rolls her eyes and pats the shirt; meaning for Spencer to sit down.
Spencer obeys and takes her seat next to Ashley. She then rests her entire body against Ashley's and dominantly takes Ashley's hand in hers.
Once again, Ashley looks down at Spencer's petite hand cradling hers and smiles to herself. She looks out to sea and notices a sail boat all by its lonesome. She compares that sail boat to her life and then instantly looks over to the left of it and sees a new little sail boat coasting right along next to it. She then takes that little sail boat as Spencer and then puts two and two together; casually smiling from ear to ear while thinking about the comparison.
Spencer senses Ashley's quietness and looks up to gaze at the face of excellence. She takes a few minutes to just stare and observe the brunette before taking her right hand and gently stroke the side of her face.
"Ashley?" whispered the blonde.
Ashley turned her attention to the beautiful creation next to her and answered, "What?"
"How come you're so quiet? I mean, you're usually the one who wont shut up."
Spencer decided to giggle at her own statement, but her smile soon faded when she looked Ashley in the eyes and seeing how much it must've hurt her to sit there and let her mother bash her like that; or just people, in general.
Spencer suddenly sat up and took Ashley's face in her hands.
"Oh, Ashley – I'm so sorry… I didn't mean for that to come out and hurt you."
Ashley secretly let a tear fall off the side of her cheek before looking off to the side of the blonde.
"No, no, Spencer – it wasn't you," she sniffs "it's just… everything." She continued to let the tears run wild across her face until she was being held by a sympathetic girl. Spencer took the initiative of the situation by draping herself over the brunette. Ashley gently took form to Spencer's body and the two just sat there; being at one with each other.
A few minutes passed and Ashley let go of Spencer. While Spencer was sitting back down on the pink tank top, Ashley was standing up. Spencer quickly sighed at the effort she gave to sit down, but immediately dished out the same effort to stand up.
Standing behind Ashley, Spencer just watched her friend. She's never seen Ashley so… helpless. Well, there was that one time when Spencer had Ashley's hands above her head when they were – but, that's not the same, Spencer suspected.
She took a few steps toward Ashley and gently wrapped her arms around her waist; resting her chin on Ashley's right shoulder. The brunette then looked over her right shoulder and graciously caught Spencer's lips with her own. The two stayed like this for a few seconds before parting and returning their gazes back to the open sea.
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The next day at school, Spencer was casually walking through the hallway of King High when she was suddenly pulled by the arm into a deserted Math Lab.
"What the hell?"
She was immediately shushed by a familiar blonde.
"Ssshh! You don't want us to get in trouble, do you?"
"Tristin, what the hell are you doing?" asked a concerned Spencer.
The crazed girl looked around the shadowed room before answering, "Well – I just thought we could use some time alone, you know?"
Spencer cocked her head to one side and evil eyed the girl.
"Umm… no, I still don't know what you mean. Look, I don't know what you think is…"
Spencer mouth was suddenly cupped by Tristin and then violently, she tried to kiss our beloved blonde.
Spencer jerked back and got as far away from Tristin as possible.
"Stay the fuck away from me! Got it!" yelled Spencer.
"Come on, Spence! I just thought we could be friends!" urged the blonde.
Spencer then opened the lab's door and exited without saying another word to the psychotic female.
As Spencer is walking down the hall in a rage, she didn't even notice Ashley walking in the opposite direction.
"Hey, Spencer! Spence…"
Spencer sped by Ashley; not even acknowledging her presence.
Ashley looked back at the blonde speed-walking away and said to herself, "Jeeze, I love you too, Spencer."
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