Ashley smiles big, "That's what love is all about." Ashley stops smiling, "Wait, didn't he help me out of jail?"

Spencer shakes her head, "Not really. I mean he didn't do much, he just gave me his cell and didn't tell mom… but if he wouldn't have helped I woulda kicked his ass."

Ashley nods her head, "Because I know you could. You are so intimidating, I mean really." She says sarcastically.

"And as you would say: Damn right!"

Ashley smiles, "Turning into me." Ashley pretends to wipe a tear away from her eye, "I taught you well."

Spencer smiles, "That's not all you taught me…"

Ashley nods her head; "I also taught you how to be a bad girl, didn't I?"

"Yes and…" Spencer leans closer into Ashley, "You taught me how to—" Spencer dives on Ashley and starts to pay her back from early today by tickling her. A minute after the tickle fight Glen comes into Spencer's room, "So when mom's gone, you play?"

Spencer quits tickling Ashley then leans away from her and rolls her eyes, "Whatever, Glen. Mom's gone because she wants to be."

Glen scoffs, "No, mom's gone because of you."

Ashley jumps in the conversation, "Oh, c'mon. I don't think you should be blaming this on Spencer."

Glen looks at Ashley with unwelcome eyes, "Well, I don't care what you think. This is none of your business… jailbird."

Ashley stands up, "I'm so sick of people telling me Spencer is none of my business. And I only went to jail because your mom is a psycho, b—"

Spencer stands up and grabs Ashley's arm but looks at Glen, "Shut up, Glen. Leave Ashley alone, she has nothing to do with you." Spencer looks at Ashley and rubs her arm; "You wanna go get us something to drink from the kitchen?"

Ashley stares at Glen, "Sure. I'll get us some coke." She looks at Glen as she passes by then heads out of the bedroom door.

Spencer looks at Glen, "You don't have any right to talk to her like that."

Glen smiles, "I can talk to whoever I want in any way I feel fit."

Spencer rolls her eyes, "Whatever, you wanna say anything else about my life?"

"It's not just your life, Spence, what you do effects all of us."

"I know it does. Maybe it's for the better."

Glen shakes her head, "No, mom leaving is not a good thing."

"And neither is having her hate Ashley, the girl I love. That doesn't seem like a Catholic thing to do anyway."

"Neither does sleeping with Ashley but you don't seem to care about that…"

Spencer shakes her head, "No, Glen, maybe I don't. Maybe it's because my head's all messed up. People keep telling me that I should be happy but when I find exactly that, I can't have it. I can't be happy with a girl, if you can then why can't I?"

"Maybe 'cause I'm a boy! I'm a boy; I have a penis. Jesus, Spence, I thought you were smart and you knew that." Glen screams and tosses his arms in the air.

"Why does that matter?! It doesn't to some people. It really doesn't!" Spencer yells back.

"It just does. And mom isn't just some person, she is our mother and obviously she cares an awful lot."

Spencer lowers her voice; "Well… maybe that's mom's problem."

"No. Maybe mom's problem is that her daughter's a dyke!"

Just as Glen says that Ashley walks in with two cokes. Glen turns around, "No, maybe her problem is that she's a psycho bitch with something shoved up her ass. And whatever it is, it's sideways." Ashley smirks with the two cokes.

Glen clenches his fists, "Take it back."

Ashley smiles and laughs, "Why… mommy's boy? And I don't think I'm the only jailbird in this house at the moment. As I remember, you went to jail for buying drugs." Ashley looks at Spencer, "Am I right, Spence?" Glen stares at Ashley for a second then tackles her to the floor. Ashley drops the sodas and they roll next to Spencer's feet. They roll around the floor for the next two minutes. Ashley slaps Glen's face with all her might then Glen tries to twist her left wrist.

"Stop!" Spencer screams as she watches her brother and her girlfriend kill each other.

Ashley kicks Glen halfway across the room. Both Glen and Ashley stand up fast; Spencer walks in the middle of them, "C'mon, let's finish this." Ashley says.

Glen rubs his chest where Ashley kicked him, "Oh, I'm waiting for you. I've been waiting for this for a while. I mean it sucks that I'm fighting a girl but this is worth it."

Ashley smiles, "You just wanna fight me because you can't have me. You're just mad that there's atleast one girl in this place that doesn't worship Glen Carlin."

Glen laughs, "I'm really not gonna regret kicking your ass at all."

Ashley joins in the laughter, "What's with you Carlin's wanting me to kick you ass? I mean I'm fine with it but this is getting old."

"C'mon, take me." Glen says and smiles.

Ashley smiles even bigger, "Hey, that's what Spencer said last night only it sounded a lot sexier coming from her." Ashley laughs, "I'm sorry, did you really need to know that?"

Glen's breathing increases and he narrows his eyes at Ashley. He gets ready to run to Ashley again but Spencer says something, "Get out, Glen."

Glen looks at Spencer and calms down a little bit, "But she started it."

"You're not 5, get out." Spencer points to her door. He sighs angrily and Spencer grabs Ashley and pulls her behind her.

Ashley glances at Glen but then looks away as she sits on the bed, "Whatever, you're not even worth my time."

Glen leaves the room. Spencer sits on the bed next to Ashley, exhausted. Spencer rubs her forehead then looks at Ashley, "I can't believe you fought him."

Ashley stares at the door, "I can fight him again."

Spencer shakes her head, "No, that was pointless."

Ashley looks at Spencer then down at the floor; "It wasn't for me. I'm sorry but we have different ways of taking care of things that bug us."

Spencer sighs and rubs her head while closing her eyes, "Yeah."

Ashley sees the sodas on the floor and picks one up. She taps Spencer on the shoulder, "You want one? It matches you bubbly personality."

Spencer looks at Ashley and smiles. She's lucky she's cute, Spencer thinks. "No, I think you can have them now that they're all shaken up."

Ashley smiles, "Like your brother."

Spencer chuckles a little bit, "That's not suppose to be funny."

Ashley nods her head, "Oh, I think so." They laugh. They watch T.V in Spencer's room until the both doze off. Spencer falls asleep in Ashley's arms.

Hours past, Spencer's house phone rings but she misses the call. Spencer looks at her alarm clock and sees that it reads, 5:41. Already five, Spencer thinks. Spencer's house phone rings again, she tries to get up without waking Ashley; she does. She walks over to the charger. She picks it up, "Hello?"