Hanging out behind the club
on the weekend.
Acting stupid, getting drunk with
my best friends.
I couldn't stop giggling as we barreled down the alleyway turning sharply at the end. The three of us breathing heavily leaning against the walls covered with graffiti. Madison slapped Sasha playfully on the arm, "you're such a slut."
Sasha was still hugging the beer she had just gotten some random guy to buy for her. Through what she liked to call the art of seduction. In other words, yes, she slutted her way to the beers.
Pulling one out Sasha lightly tossed it at Madison.
"But you love me for the slut I am Mads."
I couldn't help but giggle along with them as I opened mine and took a large gulp, it helped to slow down my breathing.
I couldn't wait for the summer and
the Warped Tour.
There was a moment of silence as I watched my two best friends drink from their cans. The excitement bubbled inside me that within a few hours we'd be at the concert. And a few more weeks school was over.
I remember it's the first time that I saw
her there.
Looking up I saw them. I don't know why we didn't notice them on our way in. But they were staring at us. The girl. I knew who she was. Anyone that lived within these parts of L.A. and went to schools near this area knew exactly who she was. Ashley Davies. She was standing there holding a cigarette in one hand and her beer in the other staring at us. Taking a long drag from the cigarette in her hand she blew the puff of smoke our way. Finally seeing what she looked like I started to understand the reputation she had.
She's getting kicked out of school
'cause she's failing
I had heard she got kicked out of King High School a year before I came and now she was as Westcott. Ashley Davies. She was the girl that everyone wanted. Guys and girls, and she got who she wanted. Hell I heard she sleeps with teachers if that's what she wants. And there's something about her that no one could resist. People practically considered themselves lucky to have been with her. My eye caught hers as I scanned the three of them. It sent a tingling feeling down my spine. Her eyes were basically burning right through me. I knew it right then if she wanted me she had me. I turned to see Madison and Sasha it seemed she had the same effect on anyone even my two straight friends. We strolled over to them.
I'm kind of nervous, cause I think all her friends hate me.
I couldn't help but feel maybe her two friends looked unhappy that she struck up a conversation with me almost immediately. Maybe they didn't think I was good enough for her. I avoided making eye contact with any of them.
"Ashley Davies." She placed her beer bottle in the other hand with the cigarette and raised her empty hand. Shaking her hands I couldn't help but realize how soft her skin was.
"This is Aiden and Sean."
Her two friends nodded in my direction.
She's the one, she'll always be there
She took my hand and I made it
I swear.
"You guys waiting to for the concert?"
I nodded. Then realizing I still had yet to speak and she probably thought I was retarded.
But my mind was still buzzing from the fact that I felt something. It was like a jolt, a spark, when I touched her hand. Even if it was just for a short hand shake.
"You guys wanna sit with us?" She smiled at me and I almost died right there.
God, I had to get a grip of myself. I wasn't that girl. I wasn't the girl that swooned.
"Sure." My voice came out colder than I expected in my attempt to show I wasn't about to fall for her that easily. Everyone knew Ashley Davies got the V.I.P. box for concerts. She was after all the daughter of Raiffe Davies legendary guitarist of Purple Venom. I saw that Madison and Sasha, they too seemed unhappy that she was staring at me. Even though she had directed the question to the three of us she never took her eyes off of me and I could feel myself melting right in front of them.
"Uhm. Yeah. Sure. That-uhm-that sounds nice." My God I sound like a retard.
I expected her to frown look me up and down again before turning away while realizing how positively uncool I was. But instead she chuckled. That sound. Her chuckle, it was like listening to molten gold. It was so rich, so deep, and I think I just got a bit wet. Reaching down she took my hand.
"Come on then."
I may have passed out for a few seconds before I fully registered it. ASHLEY DAVIES IS HOLDING MY HAND. OH MY GOD. OKAY…CHILL SPENCER. CALM DOWN. BREATHE BREATHE. STOP SWEATING DAMN IT! Suddenly it felt as though every thing I did was wrong the way I walked, the way I stared at a random object to avoid staring at her ass, even the way I breathed.
Because I fell in love with the girl
at the rock show
She said 'what?'
and I told her that I
didn't know
My head snapped back up to stare at her. She turned around noticing I hadn't trailed after her just yet. My God she was beautiful. Her eyes were a beautiful rich brown. Her lips so full so pink. Her skin that of a greek Goddess', a cute button nose, she was amazing.
"What?"
I'm staring….I'm staring and drooling like a village idiot. Snapping my jaws shut I stumbled over my words. "I-I don't know." I looked back down letting my hair fall over my blushing cheeks.
She pulls me into the concert where we stood side by side. Jumping and screaming the lyrics until I think my lung burst. I couldn't help but notice how our arms rubbed frequently. I couldn't help but stare at her when she had her eyes closed when she let the song swallow her. I couldn't help but notice how angelic her voice was when the band sang their slow songs. I couldn't help but fall in love with Ashley Davies.
She's so cool
Gonna sneak in
through her window .
When the concert ended I wished it could have gone on forever. I wished I could have stood there next to Ashley Davies, swallowed by my favorite songs forever. But surely enough it ended. She of course had some crazy party to get to by in a couple hours. She asked for my number and I practically threw myself onto her with the speed the numbers left my mouth. She saved it into her phone lifting up the small device and taking a photo of me. She leaned in so close I wanted to turn my head and capture her lips.
"I'll call you." Her husky voice washed over me.
She left a soft kiss on my cheek as her friends pulled her away.
The next few days were the longest more torturous days of my life. I waited faithfully by my phone as if we were already dating. I came up with ridiculous excuses as you why she wouldn't call. Maybe she didn't like the way my cheek tasted when she kissed me. I tried to recall whether I smelled funny that day. But Ashley Davies was never one to do the expected. Imagine my surprise when one Tuesday night a stunning brunette was throwing pebbles at my window from our backyard.
Everything's better when she's around
Can't wait 'til her parents go
out of town.
I fell in love with the girl at the
rock show.
I told her I had school tomorrow. She said, "so do I." I tried a new approach, I had a test to study for. Her response? "I've got a paper and a presentation. Come on."
I couldn't help but smile.
"Let's go to the beach!" She seemed so excited I almost gave in.
"It's 10PM!"
"So?"
That was Ashley Davies catchphrase I guess. "So?" She said it so freely, as if nothing could ever touch her. She was invincible in her own way.
"Fine." I dramatically huffed out as if I were being forced to do something I really didn't want to. But inside I was jumping up and down frantically. SHE WANTS TO SPEND TIME AT THE BEACH WITH ME AT NIGHT! SHE WANTS TO HANGOUT WITH ME ALONE. SHE WANTS TO BE ALONE WITH ME, SPENCER CARLIN! I'M GOING TO HANG OUT ALONE WITH ASHLEY DAVIES! She smiled knowingly at me, she knew just how excited I was inside.
"Meet you out back beautiful."
I smiled, she thinks I'm puurrtyful. I giggled like a foolish girl. Grabbing a light hoodie to protect me from the cold L.A. night air I tiptoed quietly through the house. Glen was talking on the phone with his latest slut, having phone sex no doubt. I'm just glad he and Madison at least had sex before he became STD infested. Even she won't admit it ever happened. Clay as usual was studying. I may not want to go out on a Tuesday night, but I was nothing like Clay. My dad was reading over his latest cases, and mom was close to passing out in front of the television. The pros of having a parent who's a doctor, they are simply far too tired to really care by the end of the day. We spent the night walking along the beach, the salty air of the sea, she held my hand and I was scared I would get nervous and my hands would get all sweaty. But while she put my brain into overdrive, she could also soothe me with the smallest of looks, a light touch. We talked and I learned so much about Ashley Davies. She wasn't afraid to let me know she was hurt in the past, but at the same time I could see she was putting on a strong face to cover up her vulnerability. She told me about broken hearts like it was nothing, she spoke of her mom's neglect like she could ignore such a thing. By the end of the night was certain I was the only person who knew the true Ashley Davies. Stupid Spencer, she probably pulls this routine with every love sick girl she's got. Those next few weeks were absolutely magical. She was always by King High ready to pick me up by the end of the day in her infamous Porsche, I began to wonder if she ever went to school or maybe she got let out early. We spent more nights at the beach. She took me home where I found out her mom's neglect was no lie at all and she showed me her DVD collection, her game consoles and we battled dangerously. Finally one night again on the beach as I told her about how we welcomed Clay to the family and my life in Ohio she stopped me under a pier. I was beginning to get used to the spell she had over me when she surprised me again. She leaned in and my heart fluttered as she pressed her soft lips against mine. It was perfection. There was nothing but those lips, and the waves. My mind seemed to go numb and empty and she pulled away reluctantly. I was dizzy and looked at her with absolutely no words to describe what I felt. She looked almost nervous and I saw a side of Ashley Davies no one did. I smiled lightly and hopes that it would convey what I felt for the kiss. We linked hands and continued out walk in silence. The waves were still there. They had watched I kiss and it was like they were applauding us for the most beautiful moment they had ever witnessed.
When we said we were gonna
move to Vegas
I remember the look her mother gave us
Seventeen without a purpose or direction
We don't owe anyone a fuckin'
explanation
It was one of those days where after school she had come as usual, Madison and Sasha were used to this by now. Madison had jokingly told me she was glad she wouldn't have to drive my ass home anymore and Sasha said she'd get shotgun every time now. I got in the car and she drove of smiling happily.
"Where to?"
I remember asking her and she drove us back to her mansion again. We had yet another epic battle on her xbox and when we had exhausted ourselves we were lounging in her entertainment room when she suggested we should go to Vegas.
"We're not even 21. Everything we could do in Vegas is illegal for minors."
"Everything cool is."
She simply said like that was the winning argument.
Her mom walked in, "Ashley I'm leaving for the week. There's money on your nightstand."
"Cool we'll use it to go to Vegas."
Ashley had an unreadable face whenever her mom showed up. Something took over her face and I could never tell what it was, there was no reading the emotion in her face or her voice.
"Sure have fun." Her mom replied dryly turning to leave the room.
"You too Christine!" Ashley called back, her voice was mocking but her face showed no emotion whatsoever.
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said 'what?'
and I told her that I
didn't know
She's so cool
Gonna sneak in
through her window
Everything's better when she's around
can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She turned and saw me studying her face and her emotionless face melted away.
"What?"
"I don't know." I said quietly still pondering.
She seemed to slip effortlessly back into the conversation we were having before and I watched as she talked animatedly about all the things we could do in Vegas. Of course things only Raiffe Davies' daughter could do.
She drove me home that night, it was after all a school night and as exhausted as my mom may be about shifts at the hospital she definitely notices when one of her children don't come home.
By the time I was ready for bed I wanted to see her again. She was like a drug to me and I couldn't stay away for too long. I snuck back out and after 17 years in my life I had never snuck out so much until after I met Ashley. She was in a way a drug. Unhealthy for my school life, addictive, and I would get withdrawal symptoms without her. Glen was on his way to his usual troubles and in exchange for me not telling mom he had used his last allowance to buy doxycycline when he got chlamydia he would drive me to Ashley's place. Having absolutely no idea on how to climb through a mansion window I tossed pebbles at her window until I saw her light switch on. She appeared at the window in her white wife beater confused but at the sight of me broke into a huge smile. My heart fluttered again. She let me in and spent the night dancing. She was showing me some amazing songs she had written and we danced to her recorded song Dirty Mind she admitted she had written thinking about me. Holding her so close to me I was certain he could hear my heart pounding away. I admitted the first time I met Ashley Davies that if she wanted me she could have me. She got me that night. Laying me down sweetly on her bed at 2 in the morning after we had shared the most intimate moments of my life dancing to songs that were unheard by any other person but her she touched me in ways I was certain no one could ever. She ignited a fire within me and kept it lit with her light fleeting touches and kisses. She made my world spin and kept me grounded as I help onto her for dear life and we shared pieces of each other we had never shared with anyone else ever before.
Black and white picture of her on my wall
I waited for her call
She always kept me waiting
And if I ever got another chance
I'd still ask her to dance
Because she kept me waiting
The next day we were up bright and early and she drove me to school where she gave the a sweet kiss and promised to call me soon. I spent the day in an absolute daze and blushed and fumbled over my words when Madison and Sasha asked what I had done last night. The love stuck girl I had promised never to become I had become. She texted me during science to tell me she had to go help her mom out of a sticky situation with a sad smiley and that she wouldn't be able to come pick me up from school. While I texted back that it was fine my heart fell. Had I done something wrong? Was I not good last night? Had she wined and dined me all this time just to get what she wanted? Was she done wit me? Absolutely miserable I caught I ride with Madison and turned down her and Sasha's offer to hang out. I stared at the photo of Ashley on my wall. I had taken in of her at the beach one night and in the dark of the night it looked black and white. I had asked her about her mother and taken the photo in hopes that if I stared at it long enough I would understand what that expression was. The more I looked however the more my heart cried out. I waited by my phone hoping that she would call. I barely ate at dinner and played off to my parents that I was feeling alright before going back up to my room where I continued to stare at the photo. Finally at ten she called. My heart leapt, this was what it felt like to be elated. I had gotten a hit of my drug and my smile was uncontainable.
"Hey Spence I'm so sorry, you are not going to believe what I just had to do for Christine. Crazy bitch gets arrested for public urination while she's drunk off her ass. You think you can get by the parents to come over tonight? I've missed you all day."
Yes, I would be able to go over for sure. Whether my parents wanted it or not, I needed my hit. I was going through withdrawal.
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said 'what?'
and I told her that I
didn't know
She's so cool
Gonna sneak in
through her window
Everything's better when she's around
can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
(Ashley P.O.V.)
The next day I woke up to find the most beautiful blonde asleep at my side. I almost didn't wake her up just so I could stare at her for longer, feel that pleasant warm sensation in my stomach and bones that I get whenever she's around. But I knew if I let her miss school I would have hell to pay. So gently I woke her up with kisses, kisses that reminded me of the passionate night we had shared. Finally her eyelids fluttered open to reveal to me amazing blue eyes.
"Hey. You have school today." I smiled down at her. She smiled and rubbed her face into the pillow before looking at me.
"So do you."
I smirked, "yeah but I don't have go."
I dropped her off as King High regretting that I got kicked out, if I hadn't I would be able to hold her hand through those hallways. She kissed me and I promised again to pick her up after school. I arrived late as usual to school and found Aiden and Sean smoking by the bikesheds.
"Hey fellas," I greeted them with a smile.
"Well I'll be damned, Aiden owes me five bucks, he thought you weren't going to show." Sean said smiling at Aiden slyly.
"Have some faith!" I quipped at the tall brunette who was reluctantly handing over his money.
"Have another night with Spence?" He asked smiling at me. He knew this had to be special. I rarely ever spent more than a week with someone.
"You know guys, I think I'm really falling in love with her."