The New Deal (Part Two)
The first thing Ashley noticed about Spencer when she opened her front door to let the blonde girl in, was her glasses. Spencer never wore glasses in class or in school. The next thing she noticed was the girls loose ponytail, revealing slightly damp hair. Either it was her mind playing tricks on her, or she could actually smell the shampoo from the few feet away where she was. It smelled…nice. After that, the brunette noticed that the annoying cheerleader was devoid of make up. And what she hated about that was that Spencer looked even prettier without it.
"Uh, hi." Ashley stated, opening the door for Spencer to come in. She was momentarily dazed by that smell and she berated herself for it.
Spencer rolled her eyes as she walked past Ashley. For the first time ever, Spencer realized that she was actually slightly taller than the Davies girl. Funny, she had always thought Ashley was taller.
"So are we just gunna stand here, or what?" Spencer stated impatiently, tapping her hands on the cover of her tattered history book.
"Oh." Ashley said, closing the door. "No, we can go upstairs."
The two girls walked up the stairs one after the other. There was no doubt about it, this was awkward. The pair never actually talked to each other or spent time with each other if they weren't in class making each other miserable or fighting. But it wasn't like either of them actually got hurt, they both secretly enjoyed the mean banter they shared in school. Ashley liked it because Caleb was too high half the time to carry on a conversation and Spencer liked it because her friends usually only talked about shopping and boys. Spencer only liked those two things to an extent.
But this was different. They were in a house. They were in Ashley's bedroom. Immediately, Spencer took in the large room, big bed, posters on the wall, and black stereo on the corner. She liked it. Her room still had unicorn wallpaper that her mother refused to take down.
"So, let's start this bitch." Ashley interrupted the weird silence as she brought her lap top over to her bed. Spencer shook her head, berating herself for thinking Ashley was alright for a short second.
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"Powerpoint." Spencer said forcefully.
Ashley groaned, dramatically falling back onto the sheets of the bed they were sitting on. "No. Everyone does that."
"Powerpoint! It's the most practical way." Spencer said loudly, pulling her hair in frustration.
An hour and a half in and she was ready to punch the lights out the Davies girl. They had gotten some work done but the arguing usually interrupted it from going any further.
"Can't we think of something more creative?" Ashley suggested, sitting back up crossed legged across from the blonde girl. It was obvious Spencer was frustrated. Ashley thought it was cute. She had stopped telling herself not to think about the girl like that thirty minutes ago when Spencer had actually snorted because Ashley pronounced laissez faire wrong.
"What, like a game of strip history poker?" Spencer joked, wishing seconds later she hadn't said that.
Ashley chuckled. "Yeah right, like you'd play that."
Spencer smirked. "You'd be surprised Davies."
The brunette's deep brown eyes met the blonde's almost crystal blue ones. "Oh, you mean you've played strip cheerleading, right? Give me and L! Give me an A! Give me an M! Give me an E! What's that spell? LAME." Ashley moved her hands around trying and failing to contort her arms into the shapes of the letters she was spelling out.
Spencer genuinely laughed at the other girls antics. She held her stomach and doubled over as the brunette joined her. "You're like the worst cheerleader ever." Spencer laughed out.
Ashley smirked at the blonde. "You would know."
Their eyes held each others for a moment. Spencer's eyes widened subtely. Were they flirting? Was she flirting with Ashley Davies, the most annoying girl in the school? Was Ashley flirting back?
The very second that Ashley made a slip up and let her eyes glance down to Spencer's lips, the door to her bedroom burst open. Even though it was not necessary, Ashley pushed herself back and further away from the blonde than she already was.
"Oh, hi Spencer." Kyla said cheerily, as Aiden followed her inside.
Both Spencer and Ashley simultaneously took in the couple's appearance. They were both dressed fully in black. Both with black beanies on their heads. Aiden had black marks under his eyes like a football player and Kyla was holding a flashlight.
"Uh, what the hell are you two doing?" Ashley asked them after she took in Aiden's spray paint.
Kyla smiled like she wasn't dressed to go rob a bank. "We're going to Madison's house." She simply stated.
The girls on the bed were still confused, both silently thinking why?
"Apparently," Aiden started, filling them in, "she was really mean to that girl Sheryll after school. She yelled at her in front of almost everyone. Ryan told me Sheryll was crying."
"Yeah." Kyla piped up. "And Sheryll is really nice, you know. She helped me with biology. So, we're gunna go play some harmless jokes on Madison."
Ashley cracked a devilish smile. She thought that was awesome.
Spencer's eyes glanced to the spray paint. "But, you might get in trouble."
Ashley scoffed at her history partner. What a party pooper.
Aiden shrugged as Kyla spoke. "You guys wanna come? You know you want to." She sang out the last sentence in a high voice.
Spencer and Ashley looked at each other. Spencer's face looked nervous and Ashley was smiling. "Definitely." The brunette finally said, jumping off the bed and heading to the closet.
Spencer got off the bed too but crossed her arms over her chest. "But we have work to do!"
"Carlin, we're just arguing and not getting anywhere. This is more fun." Ashley yelled from her closet as she came out with a pile of clothes. She threw a black sweatshirt at Spencer and pulled one over her own head. Spencer was already wearing black sweatpants, so she was good.
"I guess." Spencer mumbled, pulling the article of clothing thrown at her over her head. Her senses filled with a scent of vanilla and cinnamon, one she had learned about fifteen minutes into their project belonged to the Davies girl. She liked cinnamon.
"We'll be downstairs." Kyla told them with a grin as they left the girls to change into all black for their mission.
Forgetting for a moment that Spencer was in the room, Ashley, too hyped up on this dangerous adventure, shed her pants and started to pull on black jeans. The blonde mistakenly glanced at her just as the jeans slid up her lithe frame, fitting perfectly to her body. She felt her face blush as she took in the brunette's toned and tan legs. This went unnoticed by Ashley.
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"This is creepy." Spencer Carlin whined from behind the bush where her, Ashley, Kyla, and Aiden were crouching. She would never admit it, but she was having more fun with these three than she had ever had with her other friends.
"Stop bitching Spencer." Ashley whispered as they watched Madison leave her house with some guy. Spencer gave Ashley a hit to the arm that actually kind of hurt the smaller girl. This cheerleader was strong.
As the car pulled away, the group James Bond-ed their way to the back door.
"Isn't this like, breaking and entering?" Ashley asked after a moments hesitation. Spencer smirked, she knew the Davies girl wasn't as badass as everyone thought.
Kyla, giving Aiden a quick look, scrunched her eyebrows together. "Uh, kind of. But we'll be fast so, you know, it'll be like only half breaking and entering."
Spencer let out an unconscious giggle. "That doesn't make sense, Ky. Plus, Madison gave me a key to her back door, so.." Her boyfriend told them gently as he opened the back door, letting the three girl slip inside before him.
The group dispersed, Aiden and Kyla wouldn't tell them what they were doing with the spray paint, but one could only imagine. Spencer and Ashley unconsciously stuck together not wanting to be along in this creepy house. Every single time Ashley's hand accidentally brushed up against the blonde, she felt herself get warm and tingly in that area that touched. In the dark, Spencer couldn't see her blush. Spencer resisted the urge to hold on to the other girls hand tightly in the dark, some-what foreboding, house.
After giggling quietly as they put whip cream on the kitchen counter, the girls made their way through the living room. The second Spencer saw movement underneath the couch, her heart pounded out of her chest and she lurched into Ashley's arms. With her hands around the other girls neck and her face buried in soft brown curls, Spencer breathed hard.
"What the fuck was that?" She mumbled.
Ashley, whole body tingling in some strange way, held the blonde more tightly to her as she waited for whatever had scared Spencer to come out. A sigh escaped he mouth when she forgot she hated Spencer for a second and rubbed her back soothingly.
"It's a cat." Ashley laughed.
Spencer, embarrassed for more reasons than one, pried herself quickly out of Ashley's arms. "Oh." She said lamely.
The pair didn't speak for a couple of minutes after the cat incident. Hearing Kyla's and Aiden's voices coming from upstairs, they decided to go check up on them. Ashley, now kind of freaked out in the dark house, wanted to leave. Spencer, kind of freaked out how her body was reacting to the other girl, wanted to leave. The same time the brunette and the blonde were walking past the bathroom door, the house phone let out a horrible screaming noise and Ashley, who didn't know why she did it, pushed Spencer through the door and closed it behind them.
The room was dark and unbeknownst to the girls inside, the light switch was on the outside. Ashley, still not realizing that her and Spencer were basically standing face to face in front of each other, only could focus on the near heart attack she just suffered because of the phone. She tried to catch her breathe and only then did she open her eyes. Spencer was right there.
"Sorry." Ashley mumbled, still looking right at Spencer. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness that emcompassed them, she made out the way the blonde's eyes were half lidded. Ashley wasn't sure if that meant what she thought it did.
"It's okay." Spencer whispered.
With eyes still locked on Spencer's, Ashley's hand darted out to grab the door handle. She wiggled it a bit and dropped her hand. "Uh." She let out. "I think we're locked in."
Spencer suddenly snapped out of her daze. "What?!" She screeched too loudly. She tried to open the door. "How the hell did you do that?!"
Ashley shrugged. "I don't know."
"Ashley open the door. Now." Spencer demanded.
Ashley narrowed her eyes at the blonde, remembering she hated her because she was so fucking demanding. "I can't."
"This is all your fault!" Spencer exclaimed, throwing her hands up.
Ashley groaned in annoyance. "Shut up."
Spencer clenched her fists to her side and walked right into Ashley's face. "What?"
"I said. Shut. Up." Ashley repeated.
"You infuriate me." Spencer whispered harshly into the brunette's face.
Ashley felt her face get hot with anger, annoyance, and something else she was feeling towards the gorgeous but overly dramatic blonde.
"Yeah? Well you're annoying as shit." Ashley said roughly to Spencer.
Ashley didn't like that still, in the dark, and still in anger, she could see how clear and pretty Spencer's eyes were. She was supposed to be mad.
Spencer took one small step closer towards Ashley, their noses almost touching. She wasn't sure what she was doing, but the small room and being this close to Ashley made her want to touch her. To feel her. She wasn't sure why.
"I hate you." Spencer mumbled onto Ashley's lips right before the brunette put them both out of their misery and made soft contact.
The kiss was so surprising that both of the girls almost gasped into each others mouth. But then they felt the others warm lips on their own. Spencer felt Ashley's hands thread through her long hair pulling her face closer and Ashley felt Spencer's hands come to grip her hips. Their mouths opened at the same time and it is very possible that both of them moaned when soft, wet tongues met for the first time ever.
Taking a short breath, Ashley said four words into Spencer's mouth before she felt herself pushed against the sink. "I hate you too."
Ashley was pretty sure the blonde growled after she said that. With Ashley's body propped up against the sink, Spencer's mouth found the hot flesh of her neck. The second Spencer's lips met her pulse point, Ashley groaned and tangled her hands further into the soft hair. A soft whimper resonated throughout the bathroom when Ashley's earlobe was taken into the other girls mouth. And with the flick of a tongue, their lips found each other's again.
Out of breathe, nervous, and bit squirmy, the two girls finally pulled away from each other.
Ashley sighed as she opened her eyes, instantly missing the warm contact and feeling the blonde gave her. "Can you just, not freak out please." She pleaded quietly.
Spencer could still taste Ashley on her lips, in her mouth. She knew she liked cinnamon. "I'm not freaking out." Spencer said evenly.
Ashley eyed her. "Uh, you're not?"
Spencer looked around the bathroom for a second. Why wasn't she freaking out? She wasn't. She knew what freaking out felt like and this wasn't it. This was more of a, good feeling. "I don't think so, no. Um, are you?" She asked Ashley hesitantly.
Ashley actually snorted. "No."
With a nod of the head, Spencer took a breath slowly. "Well that's good."
Ashley looked at the other girl. "You're really hot." She said before she could stop herself. Ashley was sure her cheeks were glowing with a bright red blush.
"I, you think I'm hot?" Spencer asked nervously, a small smile on her face.
Ashley rolled her eyes. "You're so annoying."
Spencer smirked, pulled the brunette towards her by the belt loops, and connected their lips once again. This time, it was more gentle and sweet. Until they were both consumed with some kind of crazy passion and it got inevitably heated.
"What the hell are you two doing?!" Kyla's exclaimed voice rushed through the door that the pair had failed to notice opened.
Spencer and Ashley pulled apart, breathing heavily. They looked at each other, to Kyla and Aiden, and back to each other. They grinned shyly at each other.
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Spencer leaned against the lockers, her eyes trained on the girl next to her. A smile had appeared on her lips about three minutes ago, but she didn't notice. "But Ash, I don't wanna sing a song."
Ashley and Spencer were, yet again, doing another project together. Ashley had successfully persuaded Spencer out of a Powerpoint and into some kind of history song. Of course, the only way the brunette had gotten the blonde to agree was after some sweet talking, seductive touching, and wet kisses.
Ashley, actually getting books from her locker for once, rolled her eyes at the blonde.
"You're so annoying." She mumbled to Spencer's cheek right before she gave it a soft kiss. "So, about your old cheerleading uniform..."
El Fin.