Disclaimer: I don't own SoN. But I did borrow a few scenes from SoN. But other than that I own nothing…

Note: I'm so sorry that I took so long to post but school has started for me. With all the homework I get assigned and my late night practices I didn't even have time to think… on top of that I had writer's block. But I don't anymore! Yay! Also I've decided that this story takes place after "Say It Ain't So Spencer" and its June-ish almost July, not August. Why? Because it's a whole lot easier on me and because I can. Also I borrowed an idea from the story "Angel Town". That story is so awesome but I used the guitar pick necklace thing. And thank you to BROOKLYNDEB for helping me out on this. Also italics are flashbacks. Anyways here's chapter 8!

Another Note: I've updated chapters 1, 2, 6, and 7. I noticed a mistake on 6 and on 1,2, and 7 I just changed that they met a while ago and I erased what Ashley said about school starting. Okay… enough rambling! On with the story…

Spencer's POV

Okay I admit it. I was scared. I wasn't scared of sneaking out. I mean that was nothing. But what scared me the most was how I felt. How I felt about Ashley. It scares me because I've never felt this way about anyone before. But for some weird reason these feelings seem familiar. They seem right.

I must've been thinking pretty deeply because the car had stopped at a huge house, no mansion. The house does seem familiar though. "Wow. You live here?"

"Yeah, don't you remember? You'd be over all the time and we'd just hang out."

"It does seem really familiar. But I'll probably remember when we go inside or something." We got out of the car and headed straight up the stairs to, what I assumed to be, Ashley's room. I looked around the spacious room and I couldn't help but notice the graffiti covered wall and drum set. I don't know why but the room had this warm feeling to it. I just felt safe and that I could pretend that no one else existed.

Once more I was broken from my thoughts when Ashley said, "Let's get you out of those pajamas and into something nicer." Ashley led me to her closet. It was pretty huge.

"Wow. Your closet is practically a mall."

"Yeah, well…pick whatever you want. I'm going to go get something to drink. You want anything?"

I turned to Ashley to answer her but I noted the necklace that Ashley was wearing. It was an ocean blue guitar pick. I immediately looked down at my necklace. They were just about the same except that mine was a chocolate brown. I guess I was thinking a little too long because Ashley repeated her question. I just asked for water.

"Yeah. Just make yourself at home." With that said Ashley left the room. I contemplated on the matching necklaces that we were wearing but just I decided to go ahead and change into a skirt, black tank top, and a light sweater. I walked back into the room and I noticed a collage of pictures on Ashley's closet door. There were a lot random pictures of Ashley and a few friends. One picture did manage to catch my eyes. It was Ashley and a really cute guy. I saw his name written above his picture. Aiden. Hmm… I think I know him. I think he's going out with some stuck up cheerleader that doesn't like me and Ashley too much. I wonder why...

I wandered over to the drum set and sat down. I picked up the drumsticks and I began, to the best of my ability, playing the drums. A few seconds later Ashley came into the room with a smile on her face. I stopped playing and I gave her one of my biggest smiles. "You like how I play?"

Ashley let out a small, genuine laugh. "Here. Let me help you out there, Spence." She walked up behind me and slid her hands down my arms to my hands. I could feel her breath on my neck. It gave me goose bumps. I don't know why but it was a good feeling though. I smiled as she began with a few beats. I wasn't paying too much attention on the mini lesson that she was giving me. But I was paying attention on how close we were. I was able to smell the perfume that she was wearing. I didn't realize that the scent of strawberries could be so intoxicating.

She stopped playing and stood up. "How'd you like that?"

I stood up as I said, "That was nice." I didn't realize how close we were standing; we were only a few inches apart. I don't know who closed the space between us but our lips met. Remarkably, I wasn't disgusted or anything like that. It just felt… right. But I was simply taken aback. I finally kissed Ashley back. Suddenly, my head began to hurt. I pushed Ashley away as the pain in my head began to grow. I thought I heard Ashley apologize but I fell down to the floor.

Ashley and Spencer are lying down at a beach. "So I need to tell you. I think…I think I like girls."

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"Trust me. I don't want him. I've already played that hand. I just wanted to mess with him…and you."

"Nice."

"So…what about us?"

"Well, when I was kissing Aiden, I was thinking about you."

"Really? Me too." Ashley leans in and places a hand on Spencer's cheek. "It's okay."

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Spencer and Ashley are sitting on a bench outside of Spencer's house. "I'm glad you came back tonight. I couldn't handle another night not talking to you."

"Me too. I love…these brownies." Ashley takes a bite into a brownie. Spencer just smiles at Ashley, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

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I felt someone tapping the side of my face. I opened my eyes to see the beautiful brunette sitting next to me.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah…I'm fine." Whoa. Am I…no I can't be. Can I? Does that mean that Ashley is… I'm so confused. I looked up at Ashley. She looked worried.

"Are you sure you're okay, Spence?"

"Uh…yeah. I'm fine." I sat up against Ashley's bed and rubbed my head. "I just got a headache." Am I into all girls? Or just Ashley? So are we even dating? Is Ashley even into girls? I'm just… confused. I don't know what to do or think.

It was silent for a moment or two before Ashley spoke up, "Hey, wanna head to the beach? Maybe you can clear you head."

I smiled, "Yeah. That would be nice." We left the house, with me still confused on me and Ashley.

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I didn't realize how beautiful the beach was at night. The moon was shining brilliantly on the ocean water. Ashley looked twice as beautiful when the moon was shining on her. We were walking alongside the shoreline in a comfortable silence. I liked the fact that we didn't have to talk in order to enjoy each other's company. It was like being there in each other's presence was more than enough. But I kept thinking about the little flashback that I had when I blacked out. I began to remember my friendship… I mean my relationship with Ashley.

Ashley brought me back to reality when she asked, "Hey, do you remember out little talk that we had here?"

I then realized that Ashley and I were standing underneath a pier. I thought for a minute. Then it came to me. "Is this where we came to talk about my 'problem'?"

Ashley smiled, "Yeah, it was. I had fun that day. Did you?"

I looked down and smiled. "Yeah, I did. I loved every minute of that day." When I looked up my eyes caught chocolate brown ones. I swear I could've lost myself in those eyes. Once more I found myself only a mere inch away from those lips.

Ashley gently shook her head and whispered, "I'm sorry but gotta give this another shot." Ashley cupped my face and filled in the rest of the space between us. I felt the pain in my head coming back. I tried to ignore it as Ashley and I were kissing, but once it got to the point where I couldn't handle it anymore I broke the contact between our lips and I collapsed onto the soft sand.

"Happy birthday Ashley! I hope you like it." Spencer gave Ashley a little black box. Ashley opened it and inside was a necklace with a guitar pick as the pendant. Since Ashley favored the color blue, the color of Spencer's eyes, Spencer got her an ocean blue guitar pick with Ashley's name on it.

"I love it." Ashley smiled and gave Spencer a gentle kiss on the cheek. "And I have something for you too." Ashley pulled out a similar black box and handed it to Spencer. Spencer opened the box and in it was a necklace similar to the one that she gave to Ashley. But this guitar pick was a chocolate brown and it had Spencer's name on it. Spencer looked up at Ashley and smiled. "I know it's a little early but happy anniversary," Ashley said as she brought Spencer in for a kiss.

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Ashley and Spencer stopped at a stoplight. "Hey, Ashley? I need to tell you something…"

Ashley turned to look at Spencer and smiled. "Yeah?"

Spencer smiled back and intertwined her fingers with Ashley's. "Ashley Davies, I love… " Just before Spencer could say her last word, a car crashes into the passenger side of Ashley's car.

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I woke up in Ashley's arms and she looked worried. "Shit, Spencer. You scared me this time. I thought you weren't going to wake up."

I remembered this time. Ashley and I have been together for about three or four months. I also remembered what I was going to tell her the night of the accident. I looked down at my necklace and then at Ashley's necklace. I held my guitar pick in my hand. I smiled and said, "But I did wake up. And guess what I remember?"

Ashley looked sort of confused but she smiled anyways. "And what is it that you remember?"

My smile grew even wider. "I remembered that I, Spencer Carlin, love you, Ashley Davies."

Ashley's eyes immediately filled with tears. "You… I- I love you too, Spencer."

"You don't have to--"

"I know…" Ashley smiled, "I would have said it sooner but I was afraid that I would've scared you away." A tear rolled onto Ashley's cheek and I gently wiped it away with the pad of my thumb. I looked into her chocolate eyes and then we filled in the rest of the remaining space between our lips with a gentle, yet passionate kiss. When we finally broke apart Ashley suggested that we go back to her house. Later on that night nothing else mattered to us. Once I stepped into the safety of Ashley's room the outside world was no longer important. That night I had a new first time. With someone I really do love. With someone who gets me. And most importantly I didn't cry…

A wee bit cheesy? Yes. But who cares? Tell me whatcha thought about this one!