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Author's note: Thanks for all the love! You all said such wonderful things. Thus, you get the next chapter.
The heat of the day hit Spencer as soon as she stepped out of the car. As her brothers headed quickly towards the school building (one looking forward to learning and one looking forward to flirting), Spencer took a moment to lean against the car and catch her breath.
Everything just seemed to move faster in L.A. She had moved here under the assumption that she knew exactly who she was. She thought she knew her family. Yet, here she stood in love with a girl, which was new and scary for many reason, but she had no one to turn to anymore. At home there was a caring yet increasingly despondent father, an estranged mother, and two teenage boys.
Lovely, Spencer thought to herself.
With a deep sigh she started for the school making it only a few steps before arms wrapped around her from behind and a moist kiss planted on the back of her neck. With a startled cry she whirled around to catch the amused face of Ashley.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you still suspended?"
Ashley grinned. "Mom's newest man knew someone who knew someone. They really wanted me out of the house and so strings have been pulled. If I didn't know any better I would think my mom picked the guy for that reason only."
Spencer couldn't help but grin back. "You scared me, I didn't realize it was you," she still admonished.
"If someone else has been greeting you that enthusiastically, I must be informed immediately," Ashley replied in mock seriousness.
"I'm sorry, I need to protect my many admirers from each other," Spencer joked back. She grabbed Ashley's hand and together they began to walk inside.
"Have you spoken to Aiden since your knee met his crotch?" Spencer suddenly asked.
"No, he hasn't been answering my calls and I didn't want to put you in between it by asking you to play peacemaker."
"Well that explains why he's attempting hide behind the lunch table over there. Aiden, you're a big boy, we can still see you!" Spencer called out.
"I'm just trying my shoe," Aiden called back.
"Awwww! He's afraid of me now! That's so cute. Let me handle this one, Spence."
Ashley walked over to the lunch table and sat down, whispering something in Aiden's ear as Spencer watched on. After a moment he jumped up and gave Ashley a big hug his face lit up with a smile. When Ashley returned to where Spencer stood she simply tilted her head in question.
"I simply apologized for overreacting to his involvement in things. And I said I would find him a very special nurse to take care of any leftover swelling," Ashley said with a laugh.
"Ashley!"
"I told you, baby, it's all about who you know. And speaking of who we know, look, it's the welcoming committee," Ashley added pointing to a group of girls led by Madison heading in their direction.
"Look girls, I guess Ashley knows exactly who to sleep with to get her way back into school," Madison started out.
"Madison, your face seems to be healing nicely," Ashley took a step closer, "but it still looks puffy even from here."
"Allergies," Madison snarled.
"Oh good, I thought maybe you had gone and gotten yourself pregnant while I was gone. I would want to be the first to congratulate you on snagging a guy for longer than a night."
Madison gave a sharp laugh, "No, that would be more your style wouldn't it, Davies?"
"Whore."
"Lesbian."
"We get parades and you get street corners, I'll take it."
Despite how entertaining it was to watch, when Spencer saw Ashley's hands begin to clench at her side she decided it was time to step in. She tugged on Ashley's arm.
"Come on, let's go. You don't want to be late for class on your first day back," she whispered in Ashley's ear.
Ashley didn't respond but she followed willingly, still attempting to stare Madison down as they walked away.
"I still owe you, Ashley. Don't think I've forgotten that," Spencer heard Madison threaten.
Once the Latina was no longer in view Ashley turned to Spencer. "Yeah, I don't like her."
"Yes, but you like me and therefore I should be the focus of all your attention," Spencer corrected, giving Ashley a light kiss on the lips. "Now get to class. I'll see you at lunch," she continued with a smack to Ashley's ass.
"You're so cheeky. And I love it. Let's say we skip school and go make out in my car, just like old times," Ashley murmured in a low voice.
Spencer just rolled her eyes and walked away with a wave. She turned back to see Ashley watching her leave appreciatively.
"Okay, but you'll be thinking about me all day!" Ashley called to her.
Yeah, Spencer thought, I can get used to this.
- - - -
Turned out Ashley was right. Every moment up until lunch was filled with thoughts of Ashley. Spencer couldn't be sure but she had a distinct feeling that she had actually called her math teacher Ashley. He couldn't have been that pleased.
She found herself running through the hallways trying to find Ashley when the time came. She found the brunette leaning back onto a table basking in the sun. Her already tan skin seemed to glimmer beneath the rays and Spencer actually had to stop as the view took her breath away. She remained there staring and blessing whatever force brought this girl into her life when she felt someone move behind her. It was Aiden.
"Hot," he noted of the weather. "Even hotter," he added catching sight of Ashley.
"Oh yeah," Spencer concurred.
They stood there in silence for a moment before Spencer spoke up again. "You're totally thinking about how we've both been with her aren't you?"
"Yep."
"Awkward," Spencer pointed out finally starting towards her girlfriend.
"Hot," she heard Aiden repeat behind her.
When she reached Ashley she sat in the girl's lap and leaned in to whisper, "You. Me. Backseat. Now."
Ashley buried her head into Spencer's neck. "Mmm, as much as blatant public displays of affection turn me on, I promised Aiden I would help him with some project he has to do."
Spencer pulled away to look Ashley in the eyes. "Pardon? Since when do you help people do work. You don't even do your own."
"He's playing the guilt card! Apparently this project has something to do with music, and I'm his go to gal now that I've promised never to go near junior again."
"I said you weren't allowed near junior again with any ill will. Everything else is fair game," Aiden corrected. "Now get off my help, Spence. I need her full attention."
Spencer moved over to the other side of the table with a pout. She sat there watching Ashley's mouth as she answered Aiden's questions. Her eyes were bright as they always were when she was talking about music or Spencer. It made her gorgeous.
Unable to help herself any longer, Spencer's foot began to rub against Ashley's shin. Ashley grinned at the touch but kept talking to Aiden. Feigning interest in Aiden's project Spencer moved closer again until she was on the other side of Ashley. Her hand found one bare knee and squeezed it, letting her fingers linger there for minute before they slowly slid up her thigh.
Eventually she reached the material of Ashley's short skirt and her allowed her hand to dance around the edge teasingly. She covertly slid her hand in between Ashley's legs.
"Yes," Ashley moaned quietly.
"What?" Aiden asked, looking up from his paper. He noticed Spencer sudden proximity to Ashley and shook his head. "You! Hand check!"
Spencer sheepishly put both hands up on the table, and shrugged innocently.
"Stop being a distraction and go eat lunch or something. Are you really about to make out with your girlfriend right in front of all these…" Aiden trailed off as it dawned on him what he was saying. "Actually, is that a possibility?"
Spencer laughed at the hopeful look on his face. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her brothers approaching a table nearby so with a sigh she leaned away from Ashley. "You win," she said in defeat.
"Which clearly means I don't win. Thanks Aiden! As usual you've ruined a beautiful moment for me," Ashley bemoaned.
Aiden gave a loud sigh to express his suffering. "Fine, we're done here. You two go do…whatever. And be sure to take pictures. Some of us aren't getting any at the moment."
"Well don't look now but someone over there hasn't been able to keep their eyes off of you," Ashley whispered conspiratorially, indicating to a table not too far off.
Aiden turned to stare into the glaring eyes of one Glen Carlin. "Oh, that's really funny. Kick a man while he's down."
"Last time I kicked you when you were standing you cried. I thought I would try something different this time around," Ashley responded, grinning.
"You're so clever. I don't know how Spencer can stand it. She deserves a medal. Now get out of here you two. Before I change my mind."
With a wave Spencer grabbed Ashley's hand and jumped up to leave. In her excitement she failed to notice Madison who she ran right into on her way down the lawn.
"Ewww," the cheerleader squealed looking at the blonde girl.
"Funny, I didn't think my clothing was reflective," Spencer responded.
"You used to be so sweet, Spence. What has gotten into you lately? Oh wait, I know…" Madison laughed.
"Beware my Lord of jealousy. It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on," Spencer quoted earning herself blank looks all around.
"Too intelligent, Spence. Small words, less syllables. Don't quote books, she hasn't learned about those," Ashley threw into the mix. "Let me break it down for you, Mads. She's trying to say you're just upset because you're not getting any of this."
"Is it some kind of rule that lesbians are always so self absorbed?" Madison questioned.
"Depends, are you admitting you're a lesbian?" Ashley questioned in return. "Really, what is your problem, Madison? Repressed sexuality? Did you forget to eat breakfast this morning? A hangnail perhaps, I know those can be a bitch."
Madison took a step back as Ashley rambled on. "What's with all these questions?"
Ashley's eyebrows raised together. "You know Madison, nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. Our chief weapon is surprise. Surprise and fear. Fear and surprise."
Madison actually did look scared. "You're nuts. Forget it, I'm sick of you anyway." With that she walked away in a huff.
Spencer stood in shock for a moment as she watched Madison leave. She took the time to go over the discussion in her head before clasping her hands together. "Honey?"
"Yes baby?"
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Staring at your ass."
Spencer whirled around. "No, I mean, what was that?"
Ashley shrugged. "I don't know. I'm not allowed to beat her up, so I was trying a different approach."
"By out crazy-ing her? Madison would be the first in line to put you into the white jacket, Ash."
"Which would so clash with my outfit," Ashley said in a fake valley voice. "Look, she left didn't she? It's all good. Let's go now. In my mind I've already made it to second base, my hands have a lot of catching up to do."