Deciding she should try to talk to Chelsea first before heading to her outstanding liquor stash, Ashley heads towards Chelsea'

Deciding she should try to talk to Chelsea first before heading to her outstanding liquor stash, Ashley heads towards Chelsea's room, keeping her head down so no one sees that she was crying. Attempting to barge into the room, she is denied, as it is locked. Letting out a frustrated groan, she knocks and then goes stomping off to her room when there isn't an answer figuring she's probably with Clay.

When she enters her room, she stops in the door frame just staring at her bed. There sits Madison grinning evilly. Crossing her arms, she leans against the door frame, "What do you want Madi? I'm not in the mood for your shit right now and I'm not going to have sex with you again, if that's why you're here."

Madison's grin doesn't falter, "In your dreams babe, I'm too sober for that. But speaking of sex, guess who I just saw leaving Miss Carlin's room a few minutes ago looking pretty upset?"

When she arrives to her gate it's final boarding call and she just makes it in time. Finding her seat, she lets out a small sigh as she sits, hating the middle seat. But then again she can't complain, seeing how she got her ticket so last minute.

When the plane starts to take off, she finally pays enough attention to notice the girl next to her. She looked to be about Spencer's age, maybe a few years older, with short, spikey jet black hair. Currently she is grasping the arm rests tightly, causing her knuckles to turn white, her eyes are clenched shut, and she's taking deep breaths as the plane starts going faster. It was this that made Spencer finally pay attention to her, "Excuse me miss are you ok?"

The girl doesn't respond, just shakes her head. Spencer watches her slightly amused that she is afraid and quickly being reminded of her brother who is also terrified of flying.

Finally, as the plane safely gets into the air, the girl opens her eyes and loosens her grip on the arm rests. Taking one last deep breath she shakes her head and turns towards Spencer smiling, "Sorry about that, taking off and landing really freaks me out… I've never quite gotten used to it, which you think I would considering how much I have to travel."

Spencer is only capable of nodding as she is transfixed by this girl's eyes. The girl's topaz colored eyes, which instantly remind her of a wolf. Realizing she's probably staring too much she glances away for a second and then smiles, "It's ok, I understand completely, my brother has to travel all of the time too and still freaks out every time."

Smiling back, the girl holds out her hand, "Hey, I'm Ally."

Spencer takes her hand and shakes it, "I'm Spencer, it's nice to meet you."

Ally releases her hand and leans back in her seat, "So Spencer, are you going to Texas or getting on a connecting flight?"

"Texas, my family is there, how about you?"

"Texas as well, my brother lives there. He's engaged and wants me to meet his fiancé. I'm constantly traveling, so I never got the chance to meet her. It's sad really… they've been together for almost a year now."

"That's ok; I rarely meet any of my brother's girlfriends. What part of Texas? If you don't mind me asking…"

"I want to say he's in Austin now… he used to live in San Antonio for school."

Spencer's eyebrows rise at this, "What a small world, I'm from Austin."

She runs her hand through her spikey hair, only making it messier and smiles, "Hmm… definitely weird!"

Spencer nods, enjoying Ally's company, since it's keeping her mind off of Ashley for once. There will be plenty of time for that this weekend. "What do you do that you travel so much?"

"Oh I'm a writer and a food critic. Basically I go to all the new 'hip' restaurants around the country and either burn them or make them very rich with my articles about them for my magazine. Which is terrible I know, but the bright side is I get to eat delicious food all of the time." She pats her stomach with a smile on her face, "And what about you? What do you do?"

"I teach high school English at the moment in Connecticut." Instantly Ashley comes to mind.

"Nice. I envy you, I couldn't do it. I don't have the patience and can't keep my mouth shut. I'd be fired in a day."

This earns a small chuckle from Spencer. "Yeah, sometimes it's hard, but I love it. Even though I sometimes just want to smack some of my seniors in the back of the head and ask them what they were thinking when they get into trouble."

For the rest of the flight they continue their easy conversation, covering everything from one of the flight attendants obvious toupee to their life ambitions. Before they know it, the flight attendant is asking them to put their trays up and to prepare for landing.

When they land Ally once again holds out her hand which Spencer doesn't hesitate to take, "It was nice to meet you Spencer. It was great to finally meet someone who can keep up with my five second attention span."

Spencer smiles at this and lets go of her hand, "Yeah it was nice to meet you too. Enjoy your vacation." They walk in silence for a few more feet until they reach baggage claim and begin to part ways.

"Oh wait!" Spencer stops walking and turns back towards Ally, "Here take my card. In case you get bored with your family or something give me a call, I'll be here until Tuesday morning. We can continue our conversation somewhere that has better seating."

Smiling, Spencer reaches out and takes the business card only to receive a smile and a wink in return from Ally. Giving one last wave, Spencer goes outside in search of her ride, immediately spotting her brother being bombarded by a bunch of people wanting autographs. He signs a few and then walks over to Spencer with his trademark smirk across his face, "Baby sis, I never thought I'd see you step foot in Texas again." He pulls her into a hug and then takes her bags, leading her to his pick up truck.

"Yeah well, once I heard you were in town it was hard not to."

Walking into her room and shutting the door, she goes over to her closet and pulls out a bottle of Grey Goose, "What's your point Madi?"

"I don't think Mrs. Keaton would be too pleased if she were to, oh I don't know, find out."

Ashley rolls her eyes, "There's nothing to find out dear."

Madison also rolls her eyes, "Right like I'm going to believe there isn't something going on. I know your history. You've already managed to get two teachers fired because you can't seem to stay away from them."

Taking a quick swig from the bottle, she turns around and faces her, "You're one to talk. Listen Madi I don't have time for this, so say whatever it is you have to say. If you're here to threaten me or trying to blackmail me you're wasting your time. Because first of all you have no proof, and second of all, everyone knows you're screwing Miss Calso at the moment." She eyes Madison who just glares at her, and then takes another shot of the Grey Goose, "So you have two options Madi… you can either get the hell out of my room and stop annoying me with your lame threats… or" she holds out the bottle to her, "you can get drunk and go into to town with me to party."

Letting out a sigh, Madison takes the bottle from her, "I will get you for this one day you know." She takes a drink from the bottle and wipes her mouth, "you can't always just get away with everything… one day when you're least expecting it I'll get evidence against you."

Ashley smiles and takes out two shot glasses. Grabbing the bottle from Madison she pours the two shots and hands one to her, "Bring it on."

They clink their shot glasses together, smile wickedly at each other, and down them.

"So baby sis, tell me all about this job of yours? It must be terrible working with Aunt Susanna."

Turning away from staring out the window Spencer puts on a smile and glances over to Glen, "Aw it's not that bad. She stays out of my way now; I barely see her except for monthly meetings or if she's bored and wants to yell at me about my teaching methods. My students are great though."

Glen nods, "Yeah I talked to dad and he said it seemed the parents were worse than the kids, especially this one chick mom got stuck doing a nose job for…"

Spencer only nods at this and frowns with Ashley coming to mind rather quickly. Sighing, she focuses her attention out the window again.

They drive in silence for a while until Glen finally breaks it, "So Spence, before mom and dad bombard you with questions and never leave your side, why did you really come home?"

Spencer can't help but smile at this. Good old Glen. Always knows when something is wrong. "I just need to figure some things out. I'm starting to lose it I think. Do you ever make decisions that you know you should never do and should regret later on, but can't?"

"All the time Spencer, but it's a part of life. Others may think it's a mistake, but if it is right to you then no one can touch that or try to ruin that and neither should you."

"Glen I'm falling for someone that I shouldn't even be thinking about in that way."

He glances over at her as he pulls into their driveway. Cutting the engine he turns and looks at her, "Is she legal?" Spencer raises her eyebrows at this, "I mean is she of age?"

"Yeah, but…"

"Then in my book, she's legal Spence. All that other stuff won't matter in the end. Not if it's really important to the both of you."

"But what if it's a student?"

Before Glen gets a chance to respond their parents are coming out the door to greet them. Putting on a smile, Spencer hops out of the truck and walks over to her parents, "Mom! Dad!" and is immediately pulled into a hug.

"Cuz I want it all
Or nothing at all
There's nowhere left to fall
When you reach the bottom it's now or never
Is it all
Or are we just friends
Is this how it ends
With a simple telephone call
You leave me here with nothing at all"

Chelsea barges into Ashley's room covering her ears, "Ashley turn that crap down and stop singing to…" However stops short when she not only finds Ashley, but Madison as well singing along. Both clad only in underwear and their tops with a towel tied around each of their necks looking much like capes.

Ashley smiles when she sees Chelsea and stumbles over to her I-Pod to turn it down. "Hey Chelsea!"

Madison stumbles over to her with a huge grin plastered on her face and wraps her arm around her shoulders, "Chelsea, you're here! Now you can join our group!"

Chelsea shakes her head slightly confused and feeling a small case of déjà vu. "Group? What group? And what happened to your pants? And why do you have capes?"

"We are the Ambiguously Gay Duo!" Both girls strike a pose as they yell this out together and then start cracking up.

Chuckling, Chelsea shakes her head, "Right… but that doesn't explain the lack of pants or the cape."

Ashley's face turns very serious as her hands land on her hips, "It's part of the group's costume… duh!"

"Yeah duh! And if you join us," Madison says as she's now stopped laughing, "We can be the Ambiguously Gay Trio!" She claps her hands at this and jumps up and down, "How fun would that be!"

Walking over to Chelsea and smirking evilly, Ashley drapes her arm around her, "But you're going to have to lose the pants if you want to join dear." She winks at her before bursting out into a fit of giggles once again.

Chelsea shakes her head, "Right well maybe next time. It's going on three in the morning and I really need to get to bed… darn." She makes her way to the door and opens it, "I'll see you tomorrow Ash, and we're going to have a chat."

Ashley waves to her and turns back toward Madison who is dancing to whatever is being played on the I-Pod currently and joins her.

"Rise and shine girly, it's time for us to have a little chat."

Spencer slowly sits up in her bed, as her brother sets down a tray of breakfast next to her and flops down on the couch across from the bed.

Yawning, she looks around, "Glen what time is it? And why are you up before me?"

"Almost 8:30. Mom got called into work and dad had an appointment, so I figured this would be the best time to continue our conversation."

Spencer only nods and picks up a piece of toast, biting into it. After swallowing and downing half of her juice she looks over at him, "Thanks for this."

"No problem, now where were we? It's a student? Tell me everything."

Letting out a sigh, Spencer begins to tell him everything from the beginning as she picked at her food. From where Ashley relentlessly went after her, to the end, where she walked out on her; leaving out the details Ashley just shared with her of course.

"Wow." Glen scratches his head as he takes it all in, not sure what else to say.

"Yeah I know."

Rolling over in her sleep, a passed out Ashley rolls off the side of her bed with a loud thud. Groaning, she sits up in pain mumbling to herself about the hard floor. However, the mumbling is soon interrupted when she looks over at the bed and finds someone else fast asleep in it. Eyes bugging out, she immediately throws her body onto the floor to hide.

Slowly, she creeps back up to check out who it is. As soon as she does this, the girl rolls onto her back to reveal Madison passed out on the bed clad only in her underwear and top. Covering her mouth with her hand quickly to stifle the scream attempting to come out of her mouth she falls back to floor again.

"Ok, you did not sleep with her again. This did not happen… ok, maybe it did. You need to get out of here." Talking quietly to herself Ashley begins to army crawl her way towards her door. With one last glance over her shoulder at the Latina passed out on her bed, she quickly stands and opens the door running out of it.

Sprinting to Chelsea's room she pounds on the door, breathing heavily and now feeling the affects of last night's drinking. Hanging onto the door frame with each hand, Ashley hangs her head and shuts her eyes, still feeling very drunk. When there isn't an answer, she pounds again and immediately the door is flung open by Chelsea who looks ready to attack. "It is seven in the morning what hell do you want?!"

Ashley doesn't respond but instead holds up a finger for her to hold on a second as she waits for the spinning to stop.

"Oh hell no Ashley, you had better have a good reason for being here… are you still drunk?! And why don't you have pants on?"

At the mention of the word pants Ashley stands up straight, letting go of the doorframe, immediately remembering why she just ran here. With tears forming in her eyes and bile rising in her throat, Ashley looks miserably at Chelsea, "I think I slept with Madison last night…" Turning away from the door, she begins to throw up in the hallway.