"Well, well, if it isn't one of King High's finest…Ashley Davies," Mr. Newman said loudly and facetiously as he approached the two girls.

Ashley rolled her eyes.

"And the wonderful Miss Spencer Carlin accompany her I might add," he commented. "Are you keeping this one in line?"

"Uh, in line?" Spencer asked, not sure what he was getting at.

"Yes, keeping her straight," Dick responded earnestly.

The brunette laughed and mumbled, "that's the last thing she could help me do."

It was loud enough for the blonde to hear, but not the Principal.

The blonde narrowed her eyebrows, trying to figure out what the other girl meant.

"What was that Davies?" he asked, expression turning from soft to hard in a second.

"Oh, nothing. Just saying that straight and narrow isn't really my thing…Apparently its not yours either. You're looking a little less narrow and a lot more round this days Dick," Ashley said with a smirk, starting to walk and motioning Spencer to come along.

Principal Newman furrowed his brows and became visibly red in the face as the two girls walked away. "This conversation isn't over!" he called after them, turning on his heel and greeting other students that entered the building with a smile.

"Haha, he really doesn't like you does he?" Spencer commented.

"Well, it's kinda a love/hate relationship. I love it, he hates it," Ashley replied shrugging her shoulders.

"Right well, I don't know how you jus walk all over him and he just takes it," the blonde said curiously.

The hazel-eyed girl smiled almost deviously.

"When your mom makes million dollar so-called donations to keep you here, its kinda understood that you get to get away with anything," she said matter-of-factly.

"Ohh," Spencer said with a smile. "So he's kinda like your bitch?"

"Haha yeah, I guess you could say that…I never really thought about it that way," Ashley replied, looking up as if in deep thought on that new perspective.

"Your welcome then," the new girl said. "I should get to class but I have a quick question first."

"What's that?" the brunette asked curiously.

"How are things with you and Alex?"

Now this would be a place where Ashley got tripped up…Because she didn't know whether the other girl was talking about the blow up at practice the day prior, or if she knew something about the history between the two.

So…the co-captain paused, trying to figure out the best way to respond.

Turns out that no response was the best response, because after a few seconds Spencer said, "Or not. I mean its probably just personal between you too. I was just checking and making sure you guys weren't arguing anymore. I'm gonna go ahead and go to class."

Bingo! She was talking about practice the day better.

"No, wait!" Ashley said, feeling a rush of relief come over her. "Its ok, its about time for class to start though so I'll text you and fill you in. See you at practice."

"Okay, see you then," the new girl said with a small smile.

The brunette turned and let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. Even though she was out and open, for some reason she didn't want to reveal the nature of her and Alex's friendship, or come out and say she was gay…and she didn't know why.

As the day went on, Ashley pondered that thought and texted Spencer, talking about what the deal was with Alex as far as her parents, and then going as far as discussing who their favorite basketball players were.

Finally, practice came and as usual Coach Morton had a lot to say.

"Ok girls, today is going to be a relatively light practice. As you all know, game day is tomorrow so we need to be well rested and mentally and physically prepared. This is going to be one the biggest games of the season, and I don't know about you girls but I would really like to whoop Kensington's ass right here at home!" she said enthusiastically.

"Hell yeah!" the team yelled, nodding and cheering.

"Good, well let's kill it at practice today ladies! Lay up lines, let's hustle!" Coach said, signaling the start of practice.

Practice went smoothly, no one argued, or even talked much. The team was displaying an intense level of focus and everyone was hyped for the game, especially Spencer.

As the girls were in the locker room changing and most of them leaving, Alex walked over to Ashley.

"Hey you wanna come over?" the modelesque black-haired beauty asked, discretely looking the brunette up and down as she changed.

Ashley knew what was up; her teammate wanted a piece of her tonight. It was often a routine thing the night before a game.

Spencer listened and looked on discretely, unbeknownst to the two captains.

She also knew that Alex needed her to talk to as well, so she said, "Uh, right now I gotta take Spencer home. But later on I'll come by ok?"

Alex looked from Spencer to Ashley, and sighed.

"Ok, fine Ash," she said in a regular tone, and then walked closet to the brunette, touching her shoulder and whispering seductively in her ear, "I'll be waiting babe."

Just that alone sent a chill down Ashley's spine and a shot straight down to her pussy, making it tingle.

Alex walked off with a cocky smile, knowing what she has done, as Spencer grabbed her gym bag and observed the brunette's face, mouth slightly agape, and looking slightly lost.

And the blonde could've sworn she saw Ashley checking Alex out hard a second ago. Hmm.

"You okay?" Spencer asked inquisitively, one eyebrow raised.

"Huh?" the co-captain asked, and then turned her attention to Spencer, shaking her head as if to unscramble her brain.

"Yeah, yeah…I'm fine…You ready to go?" Ashley asked, quickly trying to keep the conversation moving.

"Sure, let's hit it," the blonde replied, still unsure of what to make of Ashley at this point in terms of sexuality…and Alex.

***

After Ashley dropped Spencer off, she went straight back to her house.

"Ah Ashley sweetie, good your home," Christine said greeting her daughter at the door with a hug.

The brunette looked around as if she was on Punk'd, trying to spot Ashton Kutcher and the hidden cameras.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Oh nothing," Miss Davies said quickly. "How was school and practice?"

Ashley squinted, now turning her attention to her mother. "Good…Have you drank today?"

Christine laughed. "No honey, you know I don't drink on the clock. Listen put your things down upstairs and come back down. I've got some very exciting news."

"Umm, ok, well be right back," the hazel-eyed girl said slowly, turning and heading up to her room, stumped on what the hell her mother had up her sleeve this time.