CHPT. 6
The next morning Ashley and Alex awoke to the sound of a phone going off.
It was 5:40am, a whole hour before Ashley had intended to wake up.
"That yours or mine?" the brunette groaned, lifting up her head, eyes still closed.
"Ugh, mine…" Alex mumbled. "Hold on."
The black-haired girl picked up her cell phone and checked the caller ID.
"Shit…" she added. "It's my Dad. Hello?"
Ashley lay in bed listening to Alex and her father talk, at least until the talking started sounding more like arguing. The green-eyed girl got out of bed; phone glued to her ear and walked out the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
That cannot be good…the brunette thought to herself, sitting up in bed and debating on whether or not she should go after her friend.
Just as she got up, deciding to go find her, Alex came back into the room.
"I'm leaving," she said simply, looking for her clothes that lay scattered around the room.
Ashley frowned. "What happened?" she asked.
"Nothing, my dad just told me to come home, so I'm gonna go," Alex replied, not making eye contact at all and getting dressed quickly.
The brunette stepped over towards her friend and placed a hand gently on her back as she zipped up her gym bag, preparing to leave.
"Look I know you're mad right now and I know it has something to do with your parents fighting, I just want you to know that I've always been here for you, and I'm not gonna stop now. You don't want to talk about this now I get it, but I'm here, don't forget it," she said.
Alex paused a second, letting the words Ashley had said seep in. Then she turned around to face the brunette, tears welling up in her beautiful green eyes.
"Thank you," she said, fighting the tears to put up a weak smile. "I'll see you at school."
Just like that she walked out of Ashley's house, got in the car and left…Leaving Ashley to wonder what the hell happened.
The brunette tried to lie back down for a few minutes, but her mind just wouldn't let her rest.
Instead she went ahead and got up, putting on her IPOD, and going for a run through the neighborhood.
By the time Ashley got back, she had just enough time to take a nice long shower, get dressed and walk out the door to get Spencer.
***
7:30 on the dot, Ashley showed up infront of Spencer's house and sent the blonde a text.
Here it read, and it wasn't a minute later that the blonde was walking out of the house and down to the Range Rover.
"You're on time wow," Spencer said with a smile, getting into the car.
Ashley returned the smile, trying to put her questions about Alex in the back of her mind and said, "Ha ha, very funny…And yes I am. Thanks for noticing."
"Haha you're welcome," the blonde replied as the team captain drove off towards King High.
The drive was awkwardly quiet at this point so this time the blue-eyed girl broke the silence.
"Soo, you're a runner huh?" Spencer blurted out, looking in the other girl's direction.
"Track? Oh no, definitely not," the brunette replied, raising her eyebrows with the definitely for emphasis.
The new girl shook her head and laughed.
"What?" Ashley added, not understanding what was funny.
"That's not what I meant…I just meant in general," Spencer said.
"Oh…" the hazel eyed girl replied, thinking about how random and coincidental the question was, being that she had been out running earlier that morning. "Yeah sometimes more than others; it helps me clear my head."
"What was on your mind this morning?" the blonde said, breaking eye contact and looking out of the window.
Ashley frowned and hit the breaks hard. "Ok, this is getting creepy…Either you're stalking me or you're Miss Cleo…Which one is it?"
The new girl turned quickly and replied, "Neither and shit watch the road! I saw you running this morning…I was outside shooting hoops."
The brunette narrowed her eyes, not sure if she was talking to a stalker or physic yet.
"It was semi dark this when I started," she commented.
"Yeahh, so?" Spencer asked, watching as the other girl finally started driving again.
"How were you shooting but is wasn't light out?" Ashley shot back.
"We have lights in our backyard…besides the sun was coming up. Is there something wrong with trying to improve my game?" the blonde replied confidently.
"No, of course not…" the team captain said as she pulled into the school parking lot. "I just didn't think anyone was up and outside…Sorry for the interrogation. I have a slight history with stalker types so you can never be too careful."
"Haha, its ok, you know I think you'd make a good ass cop," Spencer said, getting out of the Range Rover.
"Yeah, you know you're not the first to say that," she replied with a smile as both girls walked into the school through the front entrance.
"Ah, Miss Davies…Nice of you to join us this morning…and on time I might add," Principal Newman greeted.
The brunette forced a fake smile. "Dick, so nice of you to notice! I do try from time to time."
"I'm sure," Mr. Newman replied hastily and then turned his attention to the new student.
"Spencer, how are you liking King High so far?" he asked with a genuine smile.
"Um, its good," the blonde replied, starting to feel awkwardly like she was interrupting a battle of words.
She could sense the tension between Principal and student.
"That's great to hear! I'm glad…" Principal Newman started off. But before he could finish, he was rudely interrupted.
"Yeah, great. Anyway we have to go. I've gotta show Spencer how to get to her first class, and we don't wanna be tardy do we?" Ashley asked the blonde.
"Uh, no," Spencer said, looking back and forth between Dick and Ashley.
"Scurry off then, because I would hate to have to see your face in my office again Miss Davies," the principal said sarcastically.
"Oh, trust me I would hate to have to see your face everyday too," the hazel-eyed teen said with a cocky, trademark grin as she and the new girl walked off in search of room 320.
Spencer giggled.
Principal Newman narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips in distaste of that comment as he watched the girls leave, knowing Ashley Davies had upstaged him and won that round of the battle of words.